It was a quiet Sunday morning at Spencer Reid's apartment. He honestly loved the silence because it allowed him to get chores around the house done, not that he left many to do after all. He was very neat and organized, and it bugged him when something was out of place because everything had its place. The silence also allowed him to reread things like old books, case files, anything he could get his hands on really. Anything that either entertained him or helped him in future. As he finished vacuuming his living room, he heard a light knock at his door that almost sounded hesitant, as if the person either did not want to be knocking or did not want to be heard. He shrugged, standing up and looking through the peephole because it didn't hurt to be cautious in his line of work. There had been many cases where that rang true in his few years in the BAU. When he looked through the peephole he was greeted by a face that he could never forget. He didn't even hesitate as he opened the door. Jennifer Jareau stood in front of him, her eyes red and her face makeup-free and it wouldn't have taken a genius to know that the woman had been crying for hours. It almost broke his heart to see her in such a state. She let out a few sniffles, wiping her nose gently.
"JJ. What's wrong?" He asked. She didn't answer him, gesturing for him to move aside so she could come in. He gave her an odd look, but he stepped back to allow her entrance into his apartment. She stepped inside, pushing the door closed behind her.
"Spencer.. We need to talk.." She said as she took a seat on his couch. She looked more nervous than he had ever seen her before, and it was also out of the ordinary for her to use his full name instead of her nickname for him. It even threw him off and told him that whatever she had to say was clearly serious. He took a seat next to her, knowing what this was about, or at least what he hoped it was about. The nights they shared.
Flashback.. 6 Weeks Earlier.. Friday, October 17, 2008..
JJ had left the BAU a few months beforehand, and Spencer had barely heard from her since, which hurt in its own right. He knew the next time he saw her, he would have to talk to her. But, it almost seemed as if she was avoiding him. She never answered the phone when he called, and she never even answered a text from him. He didn't know what he could have done that was so bad to earn such treatment, as she had cried whenever she hugged him for the last time. Then, she went to her new job, and he stayed at the BAU, and then he hadn't heard from her since. That is until they would have to walk down the aisle side by side, arms interlocked and smiles on their faces. It was official, Penelope and Morgan were finally tying the knot. Unsurprisingly, Morgan had requested that Spencer is his best man. And, Penelope had asked her best friend to be her maid of honor. Jennifer Jareau would walk back into his life wearing a stunning dark blue bridesmaid dress that hugged her in just the right ways. Reid's tie matched it exactly, and he wore a black tux. She was not surprised when she saw how attractive he was in a tux, especially with his hair cut short, just the way she liked it. She knew that it would be a long rehearsal dinner and wedding weekend when her eyes fell on him for the first time. He had worn his tux to 'break it in', as he would say, but Morgan was skeptical when his best friend used that excuse, but he still chose not to question it. Though, he received confirmation that he knew the reason as soon as Spencer's eyes fell on JJ. He automatically perked up and was distracted from whatever the two had been previously talking about. But, Spencer didn't approach her. He just waited until they walked down together, and he waited at the wedding rehearsal to see if she would come anywhere near him, try to speak with him. By the half hour mark of the dinner, Morgan and Penelope had enough of the two acting like each other didn't exist.
"JJ! Come here!" Penelope called, pulling her best friend aside as they arrived at the rehearsal dinner, which was taking place in the Crowne Plaza ballroom. Morgan and Penelope had decided to have it there so that their guests could get to their rooms easily at night, so they could be well rested, and so they did not have to drive as far. JJ nodded, raising an eyebrow at Penelope.
"What's going on? Is everything okay? I planned for this to go off without a hitch." She said, worrying already that she didn't pull through on her 'Maid of Honor' job.
"There is only one problem here, and it has a lot to do with you. You and Will are over, and Spencer is standing over there with no one to dance with. He has barely been able to take his eyes off of you all night, and I am sick of that poor little puppy dog look. Would you two cut it out and talk to each other? Go dance with him! Do something!" As soon as Penelope finished her little speech, Morgan was right next to her, taking her hand and pulling her out on the dance floor. So, JJ was left wondering how to take Penelope's advice. Penelope had not been wrong, JJ had noticed Spencer looking at her every once in a while, and it bothered her that he never approached her. This fact almost scared her in more ways than one. She finally gave in after a full internal battle and walked over to Spencer, taking a huge breath before she lost all of her courage.
"Hey, Spence." She said quietly, moving a hand to the man's shoulder and smiling nervously at him. He turned around with a surprised look on his face, clearly not thinking that she would approach him so soon, or at all.
"Oh, wow! JJ!" He smiled that warm smile of his, and he almost hated himself for it. He also hated the effect she had on him because he wanted to be furious with her for not even attempting to contact him all this time. But, when he looked into those eyes, all his anger seemed to just float away, and all his feelings seemed to come rushing back all at once and hit him like a freight train.
"What are you doing standing here all alone?" She asked as she raised an eyebrow at him. She had noticed many women looking, or just plain staring at him. Yet, he always seemed to reject anyone that walked over to him, shaking his head and making a polite excuse as to why he couldn't be with said woman.
"Would it be cheesy if I said that I was waiting for you to come over here?" He asked her, as a confidence he didn't know he had surfaced. She liked it, the way he was speaking was almost a little flirty, especially for Dr. Spencer Reid.
"Not at all. Why would you be waiting for me, though?" She asked him curiously, earning a quiet chuckle.
"It's been, what, two or three months? Not a text or a call from my best friend. I was wondering if you would even come over here to talk to me if I'm being honest. You didn't seem very chatty earlier when we walked down the aisle together." He pointed out, and she could see a hurt look behind his eyes. She hated that she was the one that clearly put it there as she sighed, running a hand through her hair as she looked down, guiltily.
"I know.. I've just.. I have missed you so much. It just never seemed like the right time. Every time I asked Garcia if it was a good time to try and talk to you guys, you seemed to always be on a case or busy with something else." She said, but she knew she was just trying to make excuses. And, if she knew that, he would pick up on that quickly.
"I would have dropped every single thing on my plate if you had called me. Or, even sent me a quick message, and you know that Jennifer. So, I'll ask you here and now. What's the real reason?" He asked her, an eyebrow raising. She thought for a moment, looking around and seeing Penelope smirking in their direction, as was her fiance. The party was getting smaller and smaller, and JJ knew it would be about a half hour tops before everyone left. Most of the groomsmen and bridesmaids had already left, no doubt to be well-rested for the next day. It would be the bachelorette/bachelor party. They decided to combine their parties for an hour or two before Penelope and Morgan would be separated until they met the very next day at the altar. Based on this fact, she waved at Penelope before turning her full attention to Spencer.
"Come with me to my hotel room. Okay? I'll explain everything. Or, I will at least try and explain everything." She said, taking his hand. He only nodded. JJ was happy she had chosen to rent a room at the Crowne Plaza as she led him to the elevator, never once letting go of his hand. He had noticed this, of course, and just decided to interlace their fingers instead of dropping her hand. If it were up to him, he would never let her go. They climbed onto the elevator together, and she pressed the button for the floor she was staying on as they rode in silence, stepping off as soon as they reached their destination. He followed her lead as she led him to her room, only dropping his hand so that she could grab her key and unlock the door, opening it. She motioned for Spencer to walk in first, and she followed close behind.
"Okay. We are here." Spencer pointed out, clearly not being able to resist hearing her explanation for acting like he didn't exist. Before he could say anything else, and before she lost her courage, she pushed the door closed behind her. She rested her back against it as she pulled on his tie, pulling him down to her level and capturing his lips in a heated kiss. Spencer took only a second, and he responded with the same fire that was behind her kiss. He boldly lifted her up, having her wrap her legs around him., leaving her wondering how he could support all of her. But, as he walked them back to the king sized bed in her room he proved her wrong. He set her down, only to push her back onto the bed, just gentle enough to make sure there was no way she could land wrong and receive an injury, but with enough force so she would make a soft thud onto the bed. He was taking control of the situation and acting on his instincts, which was incredibly sexy to her. She didn't even know he had the capability of doing so. But, as he moved on top of her, capturing her lips again, she was so thankful he had. There was no talking that night, and no regretting everything they did. The next morning, they were able to go about the day like nothing had occurred between them, but that night he ended up in her bed again. This repeated until she had to leave him, but those few nights together showed more than anything ever imaginable. Yet, she still ended up leaving him like she always had. It left him wondering if those nights were just some sick, twisted dreams he had about the woman he was in love with. He knew they weren't when Emily had asked him about the hickey that barely peeked out of his shirt collar. None of his coworkers knew that JJ was the one that gave Spencer that hickey. He knew that Morgan had probably suspected some things, but he had no proof. He was also on his honeymoon for two weeks, which meant he couldn't interrogate Spencer on why he had been so happy that weekend.
Present Day.. Monday, December 1, 2008..
It hurt Reid when he didn't hear anything from JJ after she left Virginia. Their nights of passion left unspoken about. That was until she was sitting right there in front of him. He wanted to ask her why she was there, and why she hadn't talked to him after everything. But, the big question that was on his mind was why couldn't he stop loving her.
"I'm all ears." He said, barely above a whisper. He knew she would get around saying what she needed to say, he just had to give her time to do so.
"I.. I don't know how to tell you this.. I don't want you to hate me.. I-I.. I'm... Pregnant." Those words stopped Spencer's heart.