Author's Notes:

So here is the sequel to Viva Las Vegas. If you haven't read that, you should before you read this. It could help with understanding what's going on in this story.

I am going to try not be so...dialogue-addicted in this story as I was the last. There will be multiple-POVs in this story too. There might be a Vegas chapter of a day and then, the same day in Quantico in the next chapter.

I hope you enjoy the story and please, please, please review. Definitely if you think it sucks. Any critical views are welcome. I mean, "This sucks." isn't helpful, but if you tell me why it sucks and what you think I should do to fix that, then I will gladly take that into consideration. I am always trying to be better. Thanks and enjoy the story.

Criminal Minds || What Happens

Neither had spoken in what seemed like forever.

Spencer just stared at her, trying to figure out if he had really heard what she had said. He wondered if he was really even awake. It had to be a weird dream. It had to be. There was no way she was actually pregnant. They were careful. He had seen her take the pills when she had spend the night with him. Always at the same time, always. She couldn't have forgotten, right? So... there was no way. Maybe she was just kidding with him, but he couldn't ask her that. What if it wasn't a joke?

Ryan watched him, trying to find a reaction. His face was blank and it was terrifying her. Did he not want this? Did she even want this? She wasn't ready to be a parent and here she was, pregnant. 99 percent protection, yeah right. Ryan sighed and continued to look at the man. He was already a father, this shouldn't be too big of a deal for him right? So why wasn't he talking? It was completely different for her. Sure, she had been there for Henry for the last few months, but having her own child? Ryan frowned. She couldn't do this.

"Spencer?"

Spencer looked up at her before opening his mouth. He closed it before looking down. "How... I mean, When?"

Ryan let out a breath. It wasn't excitement or anything, but it was something. She could talk about it. She hadn't been able to talk about it at all to anyone.

"I went to my gynecologist before the last case to change my birth control. I wanted to get on that shot that you only have to do once a month, because of our schedule, you know? Plus you were here and I..figured it would be an okay time now and the doctor ran some tests, checked my hormones and everything and... well...he checked and said that I was pregnant. somewhere around 2 to 3 weeks."

"2 to.. So early."

Ryan nodded. "Early. He said I'd be due at the end of July. I need to go to an obstetrician for a more concrete due date."

Spencer nodded slowly. "Due date...because you're...pregnant."

Ryan looked at him. Was he in shock? She bit on her bottom lip. "I am pregnant."

Spencer looked at her. "Okay. And... Are you okay with this?"

Ryan frowned. Was she okay with it? She raised an eyebrows at him. "What do you mean am I okay with this? I'm pregnant. There isn't anything I can do to change that."

"There are options."

She glared at him. "Are you... I'm Catholic, Spencer. Are you really saying we should a-I can't believe you!"

Spencer rubbed his head. "I didn't mean that. I don't know why I said that. I.. This is just... I.. you're sure?"

Ryan just stared at him.

"You're going to have a baby."

"We're going to have a baby, Spencer. You contributed to this too, you know?" She couldn't keep the attitude out of her voice.

"Right. Yeah, me.. I... We're going to... Wow."

Wow was good, wasn't it? She didn't know how to take his reaction so far. He had told her to abort the baby and now he was silent again.

"I know that this is sudden and we didn't want this right now, but you said you wanted more kids and I..."

Spencer raised his eyes to her to see her run her fingers through her hair, her eyes well up with tears. He stood up and walked over to her.

"And you what, Ryan? What do you want? Whatever you want we can do. This.. we... I'm here and I support whatever it is."

Ryan finally broke in his arms. "I don't know if I can do this, Spencer. I never dreamed of being a parent. I don't.. I can't do this. I don't know how to do anything. I've only been around a baby once and I was a teenager and didn't want anything to do with changing diapers and things like that. I.."

Ryan sobbed in his arms and Spencer pulled her closer. He rubbed her back, trying to calm her down.

"It's okay. We can do this. I changed Henry's diapers and I... we can do this."

"You live in DC, Spencer! How are we going to do this? You're not going to be there for anything. You can't move back to Vegas, you just got your life back here and...Henry, oh god. You can't leave Henry for our child."

Spencer looked down at her. Their child. It was all so surreal. He grabbed her face and kissed her.

"We can do this."

"How? How can we do this?"

"You could move here?"

Ryan shook her head. "No. We...it's too soon, Spencer."

"We're having a baby, Ryan. Our timeline is kind of skewed now, don't you think?"

Ryan looked at him. "I'm not ready to give up that much control. To be that dependent on you."

Spencer nodded. He could understand that. She had been basically on her own for 9 years now. She had built walls and everything.

"Okay. We could...schedule your appointments on Saturdays and then... I don't know, we'll work it out."

Spencer looked at her confused when she started to cry again, clinging to him. What had he said? Did he say something wrong? He held onto her, trying to do what he could without speaking.

Ryan closed her eyes, enjoying his arms around her. She knew she was overly emotional, but everything was finally coming out and it was a lot. The fact that he was willing to travel so much for her and their child.

"We're going to have a baby, Spencer. A little Baby Reid."

"Reid?"

Ryan looked up at him. "Of course. You're the father."

Spencer smiled a little. "But... I mean,"

"But nothing. I don't know a lot of things, but that's one thing I'm sure of. I know that Henry has Will's last name and that it hurts you. She should have your last name."

"She?"

Ryan shrugged. "I can't call an it."

Spencer nodded. "You think it's a girl?"

"I don't know, but you already have a son, so I figured we'd just go the opposite."

"Okay."

"So.. you want this?"

"Do you? Because we could always look into adoption or.."

"We have good jobs. You own a house. I have a car. We have everything we need to take care of this child. We're adults. We put ourself in this situation, we can't just push it away and not deal with it. We have to deal with our consequences."

"So you want to keep this baby? You want to raise...her together and... be a family?"

Ryan smiled slightly. "Do you?"

She watched as he ran his hands up under her shirt, placing them on her stomach. "I want this, yeah, but I...have to admit that the whole pregnancy thing freaks me out."

She chuckled. "It freaks you out?"

"Yeah! I mean, think about it. There's a little baby growing in you. It's... fascinating and strange."

Ryan shook her head and kissed him. "You're so weird, babe."