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𝑬𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂'𝒔 𝑷𝑶𝑽

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𝑬𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂'𝒔 𝑷𝑶𝑽

I yawn, closing a file I've been working on and rub my eyes.

"Elena, do you ever sleep?" Emily asks from her desk, noticing my struggle to keep my eyes open. I laugh slightly a roll my eyes.

"Well if it wasn't for a certain somebody snoring, I may have gotten more," I respond.

"Hey! I do not snore," Reid snaps, overhearing our conversation. The last few nights Reid had been sleeping on my couch due to a pipe bursting in his apartment flooding the area. And he does, infact, snore. "Besides, you've always been a night owl, don't blame me for your poor schedule." I laugh at this, shaking my head at him.

"Maybe if you weren't reading every book on my shelf for hours on end you wouldn't fall into such a deep sleep and snore," I joke again.

"Lies! I don't snore," he repeats.

"Oh, buddy, you snore alright," Morgan chips in entering the room. "I've had to check a piglet hasn't strayed into the station on multiple cases when you've been taking a nap," he jokes.

"I second that," Emily admits through a laugh. Spencer frowns back at us all with a shake of his head.

"You're all full of shit," Spencer mutters, turning back to his computer. I lean over and ruffles his hair mockingly.

"It's okay, I'll get you chin strap," I joke, causing Morgan to laugh. He rolls his eyes at me as I smile innocently back over the counter. Hotch comes out of his office to us then.

"I just got a call. Gilbert, Reid, I need you to follow up on it," he tells us, holding up a file. I lean on the counter beside Reid as we all turn to Hotch.

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