Traded Mistakes

Chapter One: Unexpected.

This wasn't supposed to happen. I hadn't even planned any of it. For the first time three weeks ago I did something spontaneous, but I don't regret it.

As I sit here in this coffee shop waiting for my partner in this act of what some would call a mistake I can't help but to think back to that night. We were at a party for some kind of government official.

I was sitting down at one of the tables on the opposite side of the room from where he was. I hadn't even noticed him at first. It wasn't until he started slowly walking over to me, where I was sitting alone. Parties weren't really my scene so of course I tried to distance myself from people.

Fortunately for myself and many others that I knew didn't want to be here were here by obligation. This guy whoever he was made it mandatory that nearly everyone in the goverment world had to come. I had been cursing him the whole while I was here. Any way back to the story how I met him.

He was walking over at a hurried pace it seemed in my direction. I didn't really pay him much attention until he was standing right in front of me with his hands in his pockets. I looked up at him as he coughed to get my attention. I didn't know him of course, I didn't even know what department he worked in.

"Hi-i I'm Spencer Reid. I work with the BAU. That's the Behavioral Analysis Unit." He looked over his shoulder for a moment and that confused me for a moment before he turned back around to me and quickly pulled one of his hands out of his pockets. "I was just wondering if you wanted to dance? If not that's fine. I was just figured I'd ask."

I bit my lip for a moment before speaking. I looked at him for a moment too as I pondered on what I wanted to do. It wasn't like he was the only one who asked. I had quite a few guys ask, I just wasn't interested. Something about him told me to accept his hand and dance. "Sure, Spencer from the BAU." I smiled as he pulled me up. "Quick question, why haven't you asked my name yet? You should want to know the person you're about to dance with." I added quickly as we walked side by side to the dance floor.

"I was working my way up to it. So, what is your name?" He said as we got into position to dance as a slow song came on. It was funny really to me, he almost was like he asked me intentionally knowing that one was getting ready to come on. He was much taller than me so I could only reach his shoulders. Even in heels. It was pretty sad in my opinion.

He seems to just brush it off as we began to dance. "Nati Andrews. I'm a receptionist for the police department. Nothing that interesting." I would have shrugged if we weren't in the middle of dancing.

"Nice to meet you, Nati. Every job is important, I believe. Every one has a part in making the system work." He was different alright. I nodded my head as I stared into his eyes. I could see something in them, but I couldn't figure it out yet. "I pretty sure you're right, most people don't think like that. Like you do, Spencer." I said softly. I was starting to feel a little uncomfortable.

"I'm aware of that. I know a lot more than most people." He sighed. I figured I shouldn't dig deeper into what he was thinking. It had to be something that he dealt with on a daily basis. "Why did you actually ask me to dance, I have a feeling that it wasn't your own will? No offence but you don't seem like the type to actually go up to a girl and ask her...especially you don't know her to dance."

"My friend told me to because well you're right. I don't do that, I'm not comfortable with doing that. So he basically picked you out of the few others that were sitting and told me I had to ask you to dance. I fought him for a good few minutes before my boss told me to do it too. So here I am, dancing with you...Nati." He gave me a half smile. I couldn't help but smile back.

The song was coming to close by then so I decided to be spontaneous then. "Since you are dancing with me unwillingly. I think you might as well fun by doing something else." I started as his hand tightened around mine. I guess he was losing his grip.

He seemed to be thinking about it. At least he was being rational about it before getting into something before doing something possibly dangerous. "Okay, what do you have in mind?" He said as we began to walk off the dance floor and towards the tables where I had been sitting moments ago.

I carefully pulled his arm so he could bend down a little and whispered in his ear my plan. After I finish my explanation he stood up and gulped a few times. I noticed his face was really red. I didn't think it was that bad. "Nevermind, it was just a suggestion." I laughed at his expression as he looked around. Avoiding eye contact.

We stood there for another moment before he seemed to jump a little, or at least his eyes did as if he had been hit by surprise. Spencer Reid, was definitely different and a little strange. "I don't have a problem with it." He said as he shoved his hands into his pockets.

I figured he was about to turn me down. It surprised me that he was actually wanting to. "Okay, we leave later if you want." I said softly as I looked over in the direction where I remembered him coming from. There were a group of people and they were looking our way. I bit my lip as I turned back around and eyed him.

"No! We can go now." He paused for a second as he looked down at me. He seemed pretty jerky. I was getting kind of nervous now. "I mean, it would be better if we left now rather than later on." I let him him wrap his arm around my waist as we began walking out of the side door.

I was brought of my thoughts as Spencer sat down right in front of me in a hurry. He had ended up nearly knocking his chair over in the process. "I'm sorry...I-I thought I was late. We had scheduled a time but I got caught up in our case and couldn't leave because everyone was annoying me about things. Sorry, are you okay Nati?" He asked as he fixed things on the table that tumbled over as he had sat down.

"I think so, are you? You seem anxious." I bit my lip. He was watching me. I knew from the discussion we had prior to our act of sinful bliss that he was a profiler. That was his job at the BAU. He could have been doing it out of habit, but I think he was profiling me right now.

"Should I be? I mean we hadn't talked since we..." he paused trying to find the right words to describe what we did last time we were together. ".Since we were together last so I didn't know if something was wrong or not. Is there something wrong, Nati?" He muttered as he poured some of the coffee that had been brought over. I avoided his gaze as I watched him add a ton of sugar into his cup.

I really had no idea how I was supposed to talk about this with him. I had called him yesterday when I figured he'd be home so we could talk about it. But I figured that it would be best that we meet somewhere public rather than my house. Now, I was wishing we would have met there. Other people could hear our conversation. There were many people around, and this discussion probably should have been done at home.

"Nati?" He asked softly. I finally looked up at him, catching his brown eyes.

"I guess it depends on what you think a problem is, Spencer." I sighed as I ran my hands through my light brown hair as I tried to calm down my beating heart. It shouldn't have been this hard to tell him that I was carrying his child.

"What is it? I can help you with anything, you know? Are you in trouble?" He sputtered quickly as I sat there, still in my chair.

"No, I'm not in trouble. Actually most people would actually see this as a good thing. But I don't know how you're going to react to it. Considering we have talked for three weeks." I said softly as I put my hands around my cup and just held it. I had been fidgeting with my hands in my lap.

I could tell he was starting to get really concerned about it now by the look on his face. "It really shouldn't be hard for me to talk to you about this, considering that it deals with you. I mean it's not just about me. I just don't know if you're going to storm out of here the moment I spit it out."

"You won't know until you spit out. So spit out, please..." He let out a groan of frustration as he took a drink of his coffee. He had only touched it once or twice. It was weird because he told me how much he loved it. Or rather, he needed it to focus and wake him up during long cases.

"I am pregnant, I found out last week and since you're the only one I've had sex with within the past couple weeks..." I trailed off from there. I could tell from his expression that he didn't expect that at all. "So...I'm gonna go now and we can talk about this another time, if you want." I said beginning to get up. He put his hand over mind before I could get out of my chair all the way.

"You're having my baby?" He still had that shocked expression on his face.

"Looks like it." I said quietly. "Do you not want me to have it, cause I can go to the clinic and..." Before I could finish that statement his hand tightened around mine.

"NO. We're gonna have the baby. I'm just still trying to wrap my hand around everything." I nodded my head as I turned my hand around that he was grasping. He slid his fingers into mind, intertwining them.

"It's okay, Spencer. I've been worried about it all week. Cause I wasn't even thinking about anything and then I got sick the other morning and then my friend Anne told me that I should probably go check to be sure. I got a couple tests just to be sure then I was freaking out. I didn't know how you would react and now I'm rambling too much because I'm still nervous about it." He just smiled a little.

"It's normal to be nervous when expecting a baby, or at least that's what I've heard. My friend who's also one of the agents at the BAU had a child not too long ago. I've never thought too much about it though..." He trailed off. I think he was started to think about it more. I couldn't really tell.

"You don't have to tell them you know? It can just be between the two of us. Or me...whatever you decide you want to do. I'm not really sure what to do now." I mumbled as I looked over and saw a family that was getting ready to leave the shop. There was a little girl who was holding hands with her parents.

"Hey." Spencer squeezed my hand. "We'll figure it out, together. I'm not gonna let you do this alone. I did agree to have sex with you that night. Let's just get out of here for right now. We can go take a walk or something." He said as he squeezed my hand again.

I nodded as I pulled a couple bills out of my purse and then slowly got up and walked with him out the door.

This was going to be different, that much I could tell.

Neither one of us expected this, how he we handled it until it's birth date was going to be the true challenge. I wasn't sure if I was ready for any of it but I was going to get it a try.

A/N: I originally planned out a one-shot. But for some reason I couldn't end this. So here we go.

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