Aaron,

This is sort of weird and unorthodox to be writing my supervisor a letter like this, but I know how uncomfortable it makes you to talk face to face with someone, even your own teammates, so I figured a letter would give you a bit more sense of security.

What am I talking about, you may ask. Aaron… the death of your wife and son has taken its toll on you and I know that, while you say you are fine and that you don't need to talk to anyone, I want you to talk to me. Please. I know I'm just some… nerdy kid genius that works at the BAU on your team but what I'm good at is keeping secrets and being an ear for those who needs it.

Will you talk to me, Aaron? Can I even call you Aaron?

Doctor Spencer Reid

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Spencer,

It is unorthodox to write your supervisor a letter, and while technically this is crossing a line that should not be crossed, maybe you are right. You are far more intoned to emotions and people than we give you credit for. I think that is what makes you such an amazing profiler, and yet you are never given enough credit for it.

Let us make a deal then. I'll open up to you if you open up to me. Quid Pro Quo. No one has to know. And it can be in letter form, and if we ever feel comfortable meeting in person to talk, then we can do that too.

You can call me Aaron.

Aaron Hotchner

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Aaron,

I don't normally open up to others because my own mind scares me, but I'll agree. And I'll agree to meeting in person to talk in the future if you and I both feel comfortable with it.

I like your name, by the way. Aaron suits you.

Spencer

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Spencer,

Glad you like my name. I like yours too.
What about your mind scares you?

You want to know what scares me? The nightmares of my dead wife and my dead son telling me that it was my fault that they are dead. The nightmares of them telling me that I wasn't quick enough to save them and that I should have been around more. The nightmares of them blaming me for everything that happened to them, them telling me that I should have had a normal job instead of working in the FBI in the BAU.

Aaron

Author's Notes: So this is a sort of prequel to Loving Spencer Reid, a story I posted last night. For the most part this story will be posted in a series of letters, 4 short letters each chapter. Eventually it'll move to a normal story format, ending with the New Years Eve party I referenced in Loving Spencer Reid. Hope y'all enjoy