Okay this is my first Criminal Minds fic so... please be gentle. I don't own anyone that you recognize from the show. Please review!

Spencer's instincts told him to hold his daughter just a little bit tighter that morning, and to kiss Derek a little deeper. Derek looked at him confused as Spencer rested their foreheads together inhaling his husband's scent deeply.
"You okay, Pretty boy?" Spencer shook his head,
"I have a feeling something terrible is going to happen today." He never hid his fears and concerns from Derek, it was what made them such a strong couple.
"To me?" Derek asked softly, he had learned to never take Spencer's instincts for granted, they were normally spot on. Spencer looked up at him, pecking his lips once again, not ever wanting anything to happen to this man.
"I don't know," he admitted biting his bottom lip even as Derek pulled him into his arms, kissing his long hair.
"We could call in sick, keep B out of school, though she might put up a fight for that one," Derek chuckled, their daughter was biologically Spencer's and has such had his thirst for knowledge and had skipped two grades already. Spencer laughed and shook his head,
"As wonderful as that sounds, I have an exam to give today."
"Cancel it, I'm sure the kids wouldn't mind," Derek claimed. Spencer shook his head,
"They wouldn't, but the school might, midterm grades have to be in by Friday." Derek nodded in agreement, and held him tightly for another minute before Bianca's voice separated them.
"Daddy, if we don't leave now I'm gonna be late," the seven year old moaned anxiously. Spencer looked up at the clock, 7:50,
"Sorry, honey, it snuck up on me." He smiled at her, "Got everything you need?"
"Always," she grinned flashing her lime green book bag and purple feather pen, courtesy of her Aunt Penelope. Spencer leaned down and kissed her temple before motioning to his office,
"Let me grab my bag, then we can go." Bianca beamed at her father and nodded, squealing as Derek lifted her into his arms,
"You kick all those boys butt's for me today, okay?" Bianca giggled and blushed, nodding in compliance. From the moment he held her in his arms, Derek knew there was literally nothing he wouldn't do for his little girl, and that meant beating up any boy who might be making eyes at his beautiful child. Yes, she was only seven, but he knew the day would come that pulling her hair and sticking their tongues out at her would become dates and sticking their tongues other places, which is why Spencer and Derek put her in karate lessons when she was three, ok it was why Derek did. Spencer put her in it so she could protect herself in the case that it called for that. She was already a purple belt, which was the fourth level, and unless Derek was on a case that was of dire importance, he had been at every one of his daughter's matches.
"Come on, sweetie, time to go," Spencer grinned upon entering to see his daughter and husband hugging tightly. Bianca squirmed out of her Papa's arms and rushed to the door, Spencer lingered for a moment, kissing Derek once again, flinching at the feeling in the pit of his stomach. "Text me every hour on the hour, and I'll text you back, if I don't get a text within ten minutes I am calling Garcia..." Spencer half teased, half threatened. Derek nodded and kissed him one more time and pinned his hair behind his ear,
"Love you, Pretty boy." Spencer smiled as he took Bianca's out stretched hand,
"I love you too, Adonis." Derek laughed as he watched the two most important people in the world to him walked out of their home. Derek glanced up at the ceiling, still not sure anyone was there to hear him, but he whispered anyway,
"Don't you dare let anything happen to them today."

"Daddy, why are you worried?" Bianca asked as she watched her father tap the steering wheel, his sign that he was nervous about something. Spencer looked back in his rear view mirror and smirked at her,
"You are too smart for your own good, B." Bianca had shoulder length auburn hair and her egg donor mother's stunning blue eyes. She was tall and lean like Spencer, but she had Derek's smile. "I'm just nervous about giving my exams out today," he fibbed, but his daughter was abnormally smart, so he should have known she would see right through him.

"Liar, liar, pants on fire," she sung, watching her father, his own anxiousness passing to her.
"You have nothing to worry about, I think I'm just being paranoid," instantly Bianca's eyes widened in horror,
"Like Lady Diana?" Spencer had always found it humorous that his mother had requested of a two year old that, that is what she wanted to be called, but it had stuck and every time they saw Diana, she was Lady Diana to her granddaughter.
"Oh no, baby, not like that," Bianca knew as much as she loved Diana, that she was very sick, and Derek and Spencer had explained it to her to a certain extent. "Just a bad feeling," Bianca also knew that one of her fathers got shot at on a regular basis and luckily had never had to visit him in the hospital, but she had seen Spencer's scar on his knee, so she knew.
"Papa's going to be okay, right?" The fear in her voice broke Spencer's heart, but he couldn't lie to her,
"I hope so, sweetheart, I really hope so."
Spencer walked her into the school and was slightly surprised when she practically leaped in his arms, whimpering softly,
"Call Aaron, and tell him not to let anything happen to Papa. Tell him to not let him go first, and to not let him break down any doors, make him promise, Daddy, make him pinky promise." Spencer kissed her hair and hugged her tightly,
"I make him promise that everyday, B, and so far he hasn't broken that promise." Spencer knew that Derek still busted down doors and went first into a room, but Derek was still with them, so technically, Aaron had indeed kept his promise. "I'll see you after school, lovely," he murmured, pulling away, but kissing her cheek before putting her on the floor. "Be brilliant, as always, I love you to the moon and back," he told her as he always did.

"Hey, Professor," a group of his students greeted him. He smiled at them and held out his freshly printed copies of the test,
"You kids ready?"
"If by ready, you mean scared shitless, then yes, we're ready," one of his favorite students, Stewart, he would never say that aloud, replied. He laughed,
"I guess that's what I mean then," they all smiled at him, "But all of you will do fine, and if you don't, I like you all enough to let you retake the course next semester." They all groaned but, chuckled once he waved them past. Professor Reid kept his private life private. He kept two photos on his office desk but he never talked about the people in the photos, almost as if their identity needed to be protected. They knew he had a daughter, they assumed he had a wife, but they didn't know what she looked like or what her name was. They knew Professor Reid was the most brilliant man any of them would ever meet, they knew he could speak an infinite number of languages, and that he loved teaching.
9:02am Text from Chocolate God
Spencer chuckled, Garcia had changed Derek's name in his phone just before he and Derek admitted their feelings for each other; Spencer hadn't had the heart to change it.

Just got to work, the situation appears to be under control ;P xoxo

Spencer rolled his eyes, but smirked, he knew Derek took his concerns seriously, but he also knew he didn't want Spencer to spend the day sick with worry.

9:03am Text from Pretty boy
Har har. I love you, tell everyone I said 'hi' xoxo

"Hey Professor, care to stop flirting with mystery wife and regale us with your many conquests." Spencer looked up at Stewart, who was smirking cheekily at him. Well two can play that game,
"I can guarantee that I get laid far more often than you, so yes, I will tell you all about my conquests..." he paused as several students looked thrilled, while others looked mildly horrified. "Another day," they all deflated, whether in relief or disappointment, Stewart just grinned. "Today you all get the joys of one of my exams," he smiled widely, holding up the tests. Everyone groaned but he just mock groaned in returned, "Awww yes, it is the worst possible thing to every happen in your college career." They all laughed lightly as he began to give out instruction. The next hour passed in relative silence other than the occasional cough or sneeze and the sound of pencils on papers. His phone vibrated at 10:00am on the dot,

10:00am Text from Chocolate God
Hey babe, everything is fine, we have a case, but nothing that will keep me away tn. xoxo

Reid scowled at the text, a case meant an unsub, and an unsub usually meant a gun.

10:01am Text from Pretty Boy
Don't try to be a hero, Derek, just be safe, please xoxo

Only a moment passed before he got another text,

10:02am Text from Chocolate God
I'll be home in time for dinner, pretty boy xoxo

Reid sighed heavily and tapped his pen in annoyance as he waited for his students to finished.

Cliffhanger: Kinda. Again this is my first CM fic so no flames. Story alert me if you didn't absolutely hate it. Thank you for reading it in the first place. xoxoxo