What They Don't Know

Criminal Minds

One Shot

Author's note and disclaimer: Just a little something something to get my mind and to work on OC for Criminal Minds. I do not own Criminal Minds.

The sweet bliss of waking in the mild chill of the morning was different. It was the first peaceful sleep Ester had in a long while—no nightmares from the job or of her past. For once, in months, she was able to dream of the future without the dead eyes of her baby sister following her at every turn, questioning her—asking her why she didn't stop their father before it was too late.

Ester's phone vibrated on the night stand next to her. Glancing at the clock she automatically knew who was calling at six in the morning—only one person dared to.

Groaning Ester answered the phone, "yea Hotch?"

Hotchner cringed at the sound of the girl's scratchy voice; the Unit Chief knew how much she slept—or rather didn't. "Sorry I know its early."

"Way early," Ester replied bluntly, "is there a case, like I need to ask."

Her boss huffed, "yes. The team is meeting at the jet at eight. Can you do me a favor and pick up Spencer?"

Ester laid there for a moment soaking up the new information, "…yea…not a problem."

After hanging up Ester put her phone back in its home and just basked in the stillness of the morning. She turned and wrapped her arms around the person next to her. One of his arms circled around her shoulders as he kissed her hair.

Ester yawned, "I have to pick you up for a case."

Spencer's yawn matched hers as he attempted to bring Ester closer to him. "I guess it's a good thing I have my over nigh bag already here."

Ester joked, "Good thing too because I am way too lazy to drive all the way over to your place." Her hold around Spencer's body tightened.

"Do you think they know?" Spencer asked his brow betraying how curious he really is to the hot tempered girl.

Ester chuckled, "If they don't know then they're lousy profilers."

"I'm being serious Ester." Spencer sat up causing Ester to fall off of his body, "we could get fired for being together. Rossi…"

Ester moved to straddle his hips, she clutched his face and forced his big chocolate brown eyes to meet her emerald green pools, "first of all, Rossi is the reason why those rules exist. Second of all, my dear boy genius, we've been together for what six months?"

"Five months, 23 days, 2 hours and…" Spencer stopped rattling the time they've been together, "I just proved your point, didn't I?"

Smiling smugly Ester leaned in and brought their lips together for a short, but sweet and passionate kiss. "Yes, yes you did. If the team cared enough to break us up, or fire us, or whatever they would have done so already." Ester spoke truthfully, "and do you know why?"

"Because whenever we are in the field we put the case first instead of each other." Spencer recited the line Ester gave him when they first got together.

Ester leaned back and rolled her shoulders—tossing her curly brown hair back. "I'm gonna take a shower."

She felt gross and sticky thanks to last night's escapades. Slowly crawling off Spencer she made it to the door before turning back to her secret lover, "and you're joining me."

Author's Note: Wow, this was really short. Please review!