The entire team was over at Spencer's apartment. Garcia had planned a surprise party for Spencer 28th birthday. They had arrived as one large group, having met at Garcia's house for a pre-party session. When he answered the door, both parties were in quite a shock.
Spencer was in shock because he hadn't thought that they would come over to celebrate with cake and gifts.
The team was in shock because Spencer had answered the door in jeans, a tight green t shirt and mismatched socks. Plus, he was holding a glass of Scotch.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LITTLE BRAIN DUMPLING!" Garcia shouted, pushing her way in as Spencer stood there in total shock. The rest of the team quickly followed.
"Damn Spencer," Emily said, "is THIS what you've been hiding beneath the grandpa clothing?"
"I – I…"
"Leave the poor guy alone, Prentiss," Hotch reprimanded, even though his eyes were smiling.
Spencer led the team to his small, but comfortable living room. He promptly picked up the several books that were lying around on the coffee table, couch and chairs. He stacked them on the precarious pile in the corner and gestured for them to sit down. They sat around and made small talk for a while before Emily asked the question that was burning in everyone's mind.
"Have you always looked this sexy?" Emily asked.
"Um…"
"I mean…damn! You've been hiding this the whole time? You look like a male model."
"Actually, I am."
"You are what, kid?" Derek asked.
"I am a former male model."
"Not uh. No way. How?" Emily asked.
"How do you think I got through college and my mother's illness?"
"I need proof," Emily said, not really expecting it however.
Much to the team's surprise, Reid sighed and got up. He went to what they assumed to be his room. After some moments of rummaging, Spencer came back with a relatively large box.
"Just how long were you modeling?" Rossi asked, eyeing the box.
"Since my dad left, it's not that hard to find a modeling job in Vegas." Spencer set the box down. "I have to warn you though; the pictures will probably reveal more than you want to see. More than I want you to see." The entire team, including a curious Rossi and an intrigued Hotch, pulled out a photo album. "Each album has the year on it and there's a brief introduction for each shoot and who shot it."
After a few moments, Garcia squealed, "This is better than anything I could have ever imagined!" She flipped the book around for everyone to see and pointed to the picture that took up the whole right page. In it, Spencer was clad in tight leather and leaned against a motorcycle. He had this deadly smirk and unwavering stare.
"Oh, I remember that one. Jake took that one, his shoots were always fun. I think I was…20 in that one."
"Ohhh…I like this one," JJ said, turning her book around. Spencer was significantly younger and stood in a slightly large business suit and was holding the hand of a man dressed in the same style. His other hand was by his mouth and he was nibbling on his finger.
"Ruby shot that one. It was for her role model spread. I'm with Harry in that one. That insecure, innocent face quickly became her favorite expression of mine. I was…12," Spencer said, grinning.