A/N: I've finished season 9

You're in therapy for reasons. Lately you've been avoiding Reid because of this dream you keep on having. Honestly you have to force yourself to look away from him at work he's so damn sexy.

You started to tell your therapist, "I keep having this reoccurring dream where I Uh"

The dream was kind of embarrassing. You didn't want to say what happened in it.

Your therapist told you, "You can say anything and I won't judge. This is a safe space"

"In the dream, I f*ck one of my co-workers on our private jet" you replied.

"Which one?" She asked.

"The sexy one" you answered.

"Again which one?"

She has seen a photo of you and your co-workers so she knew what they looked like.

You clarified, "Spencer Reid"

"So in reality, would you like to f*ck him?"asked your therapist.

Great times you have in therapy. Totally normal things you talk about in therapy.

You said, "I mean I wouldn't mind doing him..."

"But how would you feel if you found out someone else was doing him?" asked your therapist.

"I'd want to f*cking kill them but not really cause that'd mean I killed someone. I'd just be really pissed and jealous"

That was definitely not normal. Why did you say that? Why do you feel like that?

Your therapist told you, "Well, it sounds to me you are sexually attracted to him and have non sexual but romantic feelings towards to him"

Reid was sexy... but then again so was everyone you worked with on a daily basis.

"Psh, I don't know what you're talking about"  you remarked.

"Before you leave, I want to hear you say, I am in love with Spencer Reid" she told you.

Love? LOVE??? That... that... no. You weren't. You couldn't. You just want to f*ck him is all.

"Love? That's a bit strong, don't you think?" you asked.

You therapist read off her notes, "You did say and I quote, 'I'd want to f*cking kill them'"

"That makes me sound crazy, doesn't it?"

"I'm going to be honest with you and say yes, yes it does"

That was not something anyone would want their therapist to say.

"Now repeat after me, I am in love with Spencer Reid"

"I am..." a text from your phone cut you off, "oh look, I've got to go. Bye"

There was another case. You left that office as fast as you could. It was insane. The idea that you could be in love with Reid. It was completely ridiculous.

You came into the round table room, late, "Sorry, I'm late. I was at an appointment"

"It's okay. Let's get back to the case" stated Hotch.

Garcia presented the case, "Hartley Rathaway was found murdered by a neighbor early today. Same M.O. as Slade Wilson's murder two weeks ago and Sam Day three days ago. All of whom were shot in the head"

You pointed out, "Execution style but before that they were repeatedly shot in the chest. That's overkill"

"Could be surrogates for someone the unsub thought wronged them" said Prentiss.

"What I don't like is the decreasing time in between kills. Wheel's up in thirty" said Hotch.

You left the round table and went back to your office. You had several texts from your therapist.

Dr. Sara Coach: Did you seriously just leave?? You need to admit how you feel

Dr. Sara Coach: You know we're finishing this session when you get back

Dr. Sara Coach: Just don't keep on avoiding him. People will get suspicious if you continue to avoid him

Dr. Sara Coach: If you don't tell him, I will

Now that last text had you worried enough that you had to call her.

"You're not f*cking tell him" you told her.

"If this wasn't you, I'd be real concerned. No, I'm not going to tell him. I have better things to do with my life" said Dr. Coach.

You felt a wave of relief rush over you but you were slightly offended by the fact she had better things to do with her life.

You said, "Okay. I've got a case to go work on so I'll see you when I get back"

"Good bye" she said.

You hung up on your therapist and got ready for the case. The case was in Portland so it was going to be a long flight.

On the way back to DC, you sat across from Prentiss and JJ.

Prentiss asked, "Hey, what's up with you? You've been acting kind of off lately"

"It's just something my therapist said" you answered.

"What is it?" JJ asked.

You stated, "It's so ridiculous. I can't even say it out loud"

Prentiss said, "Now I want to know even more"

You replied, "Okay but don't laugh. She said I'm in love with Reid"

No reaction...

"Well yeah. You are, you didn't know?" said Prentiss.

"What?" you questioned.

JJ told you, "It's so obvious"

"I have no idea what you are talking about" you told the both of them.

Prentiss said, "I thought that's why you were avoiding him"

"No, that's something completely different" you said.

JJ asked, "Then why are avoiding Reid?"

You concerned not telling them. It wasn't exactly work appropriate but then again, Reid was asleep on the couch.

"I have this reoccurring dream" you lowered your voice, "where we have sex on the jet"

"Now I want to get off this jet" said JJ.

"Me too" added Prentiss.

"Hey, I can't control my dreams" you remarked.

You took a nap on the jet and had the dream again except this time, it was in your office. It was incredible. You hoped you didn't moan his name in your sleep. You did talk in your sleep sometimes.

You went back inside your office and the door was open.

JJ walked past your door singing, "Spence and Y/n on the jet"

Prentiss was behind her, finishing the rhyme, "F-u-c-k-i-n-g"

You got up and told them, "I'm going to kill the both of you"

Prentiss asked, "Will that be before or after you have sex with Reid?"

"He is right over there!" You pointed to him in the bull pen talking to Morgan, "He could hear you"

"That's kind of the point"

"Sh*t, he's coming"

You went back into your office and closed the door.

Reid opened the door and came into your office, "Why do you keep avoiding me?"

You had to tell him before JI and Prentiss did. It would be better that way.

You couldn't look him in the eyes, "I keep having the dream where we you know"

"No I don't know" said Reid.

"We have sex" you pushed him out of your office.

Your response left Reid very confused. Obviously no one has ever told him that they dreamed of having sex with him. He didn't know what to do.

The face Reid was making lead Morgan to ask, "So did you figure out why she is avoiding you?"

"I think I'd rather not say" responded Reid.