Hello my lovely people! This is the sequel of LIOOR I received so many requests for.I would love to turn this into a multi-chaptered fic, but sadly I am really caught up in Uni and I have loads of essays to write, but my plan is to to make a series of one-shots as a sequel. This can also stand on it's own, so there no need to read Love Is Our Own Reward again (unless you want to, if so, then please do it.).

With love, Laís.

Spencer was pacing back and forth on the hells of his feet. Why couldn't this damn plane just land already? He thought to himself, drinking more of his coffee.

His nervousness in the past couple of days didn't go unnoticed by his teammates, who at first ignored it, thinking he just wanted to get home and wrap the case. But now the case was finished and they were heading home. He had no reason to be nervous. But still, He was.

It all had started when Maeve called him. He was working on building the profile but answered her straight away, as he always did.

It was a bit late already, meaning she was at home and not a work at the moment. He found odd that she called him that hour; usually she would call him at much later, when she knew that he would have gone to the hotel room, where they would talk for hours and not be interrupted by any news on the case.

"Spence?" she asks and for a moment he remembers all the phone calls he had with her and how she always started by calling him 'Spence', but now it's better, he has no need to worry that she will tell him she is hurt, or scared. He knows she is safe and sound, and most important of all, alive. "Spencer? Are you there?"

"Yes, yes. I'm here Mae." He says "I'm sorry, is something wrong?" He asks and Maeve shakes her head, as if he could see it, an habit she made with their phone calls.

"No, I just missed you, and I have a surprise." Maeve answers "And before you ask, I'm only letting you know what it is when you get home."

"But now you have made me curious." He starts but she doesn't give up easily, and still keeps the secret.

"I can tell you something, it is a good thing." Maeve replies and he smiles, Spencer knows she is smiling too, by the tone of her voice. "Now, go. And make sure to get back her in one piece, okay?"

"I promise." Spencer replies "I love you."

"And I love you too." She finishes, and he gets back to working of this UnSub profile, only that know he has a smile in his face.

That had been exactly 48 hours, three minutes and thirty seconds ago and Spencer was still curious about what his wife wanted to tell him.

"Reid? What's up, man?" Derek inquires but Spencer shrugs his shoulders in response.

"Nothing, i just want to get home, I'm tired." he answers and Derek goes back to his seat, but not before raising an eyebrow suspiciously at him.

"Whatever you say, pretty boy."

When the Jet finally landed, Spencer rushed to the train station as fast as he could to get home.

"I'm on my way home." He texted to Maeve as the train finished its ride.

He got no answer on the text but he could hear the TV from outside his door when he arrives, so he knows she was still awake.

"Mae?" Spencer calls out and she appears from the kitchen doorway, the smell of dinner filling the house.

"Hello." She said and kissed him "I missed you."

"I missed you as well." He said, but can't hide his curiosity any longer. "What is it?"

Maeve chuckled at him "I think it will be better if you sit down first."

"Just tell me, please." He said, making a puppy eyed face to her. "I need to know."

"Remember when we said that we would like to have kids one day?" Of course he remembers, they had agreed to wait a little after they got married, to enjoy the newly-wed life first, and then try for a baby.

"And?" He asks and she sighs, hoping that he would have understood it by now since he was usually so perceptive.

She got his hand in hers and placed it over her still flat belly. He looks confused at first, before his eyes flicked up her face and down where his hand rested.

"A-are you pregnant? We will have a baby?" He asked and at her nod, he falls straight to the ground.

That was surely not the reaction Maeve had hoped for, he had passed out and fallen on the floor but luckily woke up little after.

"Maeve?" he asks, still on the floor, with her kneeling next to him. "I'll be a father."

She nodded and he smiled at her.Father, I will be a father.He thinks, letting it sink in.

"You need to stand up, come on." She said and helps him up, they sat together on the couch and he kissed her forehead.

"I can't believe it." He says.

"I didn't want to tell you that by phone, but i surely wasn't expecting you to pass out hearing it." She giggled and he holds her close with her pressing on his side.

"I am incredibly happy; you have no idea of how much." He answers, but corrects himself "Well, actually you do."

Later that night, when Maeve had already fallen asleep, and he is holding her close, Spencer thinks of how far they had come since their first letter, when they both were slightly shy and awkward with the whole thing.

He then remembers about how close he had come to lose her, and he knows that he would have not made it, watching her die there, would be too painful.

But gladly, he doesn't have to live with that guilt.

It's been a year since they got married and now their family will be complete. They will have a baby running around and he will have someone to call him dad, a little one that he will love no matter what. He knows that he will try his best to be a good father, at least a better one than he had.

Kissing Maeve's shoulder, he falls asleep, dreaming of babies and happiness.

"Having a baby is a life-changer. It gives you a whole other perspective on why you wake up every day."

Taylor Hanson