A/N: Among others, this story will contain graphic description of bullying, sexual assault, mentally disturbed people and trauma. If you are triggered or affected by any this or if you don´t want to read this, please leave. For the rest: you´ve been warned…

A/N 2: His story is just the beginning of a larger arch and although Remy is already part of this story, it´s mostly focused on Spencer. It will build up to another story where we will also see more of the CM-Team and Remy. Please be aware of this.

A/N 3: Ok, whoever didn´t run by now, please let me know what you think ^^° I´m still no native English speaker (I have the feeling I won't be anytime soon…) and my stories still not betaed, so please excuse any errors.

Enjoy!

Intro

"Spencer is in danger, we need to move!" Diana insisted behind his back.

William Reid only sighed tiredly. He had been listening to his wife's demand the whole day and was getting sick of it.

"Diana, love. Is this one of your… hunches?" If it was just another of Diana´s strange premonitions, he was not going to let it go. Not this time. He loved her, he really did. But the strangest demands at the most inconvenient times… Like bringing Spencer over to her brother to stay the night. She never did that before on such a short notice. Fine, he could live with that. But moving? This time, he needed to talk to her. He should stop giving in to her demands and finally make a point.

When he turned around to face his wife, he saw her looking at him. Sometimes, the way she looked at things or people… he shivered. Like she knew more that she should. And now, she was looking the same way at him. Like she knew what was going to happen if she answered.

Then she blinked and the look disappeared behind a lovely and fond smile.

"Of course not, honey." She assured him. "I just… I saw Mister Michaels talk to Spencer on the playground."

William blinked surprised. Then he felt relief. It was not another of this strange episodes. This was perfectly normal behavior. Any mother would be worried if an adult man talked to their child at the playground. Although-

"Gary Michaels? Maybe he just wanted to talk to Spencer. Our son is rather exceptional and of course people would be curious." William was still unsure how to feel about the "exceptional" part. His son was no doubt a genius. Which other four year old would play chess? Part of him was filled with pride over having a child of clearly superior intellect. But part of him felt wary about the fact that Spencer was so… different.

Diana's fond smile widened into one full of love and pride at this. She was a really devoted mother and the fact that Spencer was different did nothing to diminish her love. On the contrary.

"I know, love. But he seemed too interested for my liking." She said. "He´s always hanging around the children."

"He´s a neighbor, Diana. Of course he´s passing the playground occasionally." William argued. For a moment the suspicious thought of Diana insisting too much passed his mind. Maybe it was one of these occasions and Diana just didn´t want to admit it.

Torn between reasoning himself that her reaction was natural for any mother and the suspicion that maybe she was overreaction, since Gary only talked to Spencer, William missed the calculating gaze of his wife.

"Maybe you´re right." Diana finally agreed and William suppressed a relieved sigh at the final proof that everything was fine. Smiling, he went over to his wife and placed his hands around her waist, enjoying the feeling of her leaning against him. Diana placed her soft hands on his cheeks and smiled up to him. "Maybe I´m just being silly." She stood on her tiptoes and pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

Well… who would have thought that a conversation heading toward another of those discussions could turn so nice so quickly? And there had been quite a lot of discussions between them lately, leading to Diana distancing herself and depriving her husband of her attention.

Before his wife stepped away, he tightened his grip around her waist and pulled her body up against his, half expecting her to pull away anyway. She didn´t. But she didn´t lean in again either.

Feeling the need to placate his wife in order for her to stop thinking about this, he said:

"Of course you´re not silly. Any mother would be worried about her child in your situation. It´s normal."

Diana finally leaned against him, though not quite the way he would have liked. Although her hands went to his neck and she pushed her fingers up to his hair, she still appeared a bit bothered. Nonetheless, she leaned closer and placed her lips against his throat. A hot spike of arousal shot straight to his groin. He loved it when she did that and he could feel his own body reacting. It´s been too long.

His hands slipped further down from her wait to her bottom as he kissed her again. She kissed back, but… it was almost a bit absent minded. She was still worried. Ending the kiss, William leaned his forehead against Diana's.

"You know what? Tomorrow, I´ll see if I can´t take a look into Michaels. See if he´s got a file or something. Okay?" He offered in his most understanding tone. It might be a good idea to look the man up. After all, he didn´t want anything to happen to his son either and if it stopped Diana from worrying…

Finally, he felt the woman in his arms relax again. When he kissed her again, she even leaned closer against him and kissed him back wholeheartedly. Her hands left his neck and slipped further down to the buttons of his shirt as her kiss grew more heated.

William almost moaned. It´s been a while since they had sex. But it feels like forever since they actually fucked. Hot and fast and dirty. There was no bigger turn on than Diana Reid talking dirty during hard sex. Because Diana never used any improper language otherwise. She liked the soft, slow and gentle kind of sex. But this… this was turning towards becoming anything but soft, slow or gentle. He leaned down and gripped her ass tight, pulling her close enough for her to feel his beginning erection through their clothes. When she used his grip to wrap her legs around his hip, he carried her to the living room. He had wanted to carrier her further to their bedroom. But then her hands became desperate, almost tearing his shirt and she started grinding against him… He decided the couch was good enough. William stopped thinking when his wife broke the kiss and instead whispered in his ear that she wanted him to fuck her.

They didn´t leave the living room for the entire night.

The next day, William Reid went to work in a splendid mood even though he would have had the day off if it weren't for his promise to Diana. Finally, things were turning better again. He knew their marriage had been wonky lately with Diana´s strange behavior but yesterday… well, yesterday and today… If he had known sooner he just needed to handle her right, he would have promised her to look up any file weeks ago. Who would have thought sweet, educated Diana Reid could talk like that while she did things even he as her husband had not though she could do. Just thinking about it… he needed to get to his office soon. Maybe call her and spice up their encounter with a little phone sex. Hear her lovely voice as she described in detail just what she wanted him to do to her. He could take care of his once again raising erection listening to his wife telling him things even a Las Vegas whore would be ashamed to hear. And after work, they would do this things. What a lovely day.

William Reid actually whistled a tune while he went to his office. Shortly after he sat down, the intern brought his coffee. In this moment, when he saw that the young woman noticed the state of arousal and flushed bright red, a thought hit him.

William Reid didn´t feel ashamed while the intern was on her knees before him. In the back of his head, he knew he was cheating. But right at this moment, he felt like a god damn man in the most primal sense of the word. He came so hard, he almost blackened out.

When the phone rang with his own home number on the display, he picked it up and told his wife he´d be home for dinner. Then he let himself fall back into his office chair, pants still between his ankles and the sated feeling of orgasm still clouding his mind.

The guilt came afterwards. It prompted him to look up Gary Michaels instead of just telling Diana he didn´t find anything. And he quickly agreed with his wife, that moving might be a good idea, since he discovered that Michaels was listed on file as a sexually offender. After all, they were moving to protect their son.

Tbc.

Just an intro for now, but the next chapter will be up soon :)

Yanwa