Hello Readers! I hope you all enjoy the continuing series of Scarlett and Spencer in these upcoming chapters, as much as I loved writing them! I've fallen in love with the stories... I hope you all have too! (REF: Remembering Scarlett and Knowing Scarlett are directly tied into Keeping Scarlett.)

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Here we go! Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Scarlett stepped out of the cab as Spencer opened the door for her and reached for her hand. She waited as he paid the driver and lifted one of her bags to her shoulder.

"I'll get that, Katy..." he told her as he took the luggage from her. She smiled and shook her head.

"Seriously, Reid, I can carry my own bags," she quipped and followed him into the vestibule of their building.

"Hush," he told her as he held the door for her. Scarlett rolled her eyes.

"Fine..." she laughed as she moved over to the wall and pulled out her keys, taking her mail out of her box. She looked over to where Spencer was standing on the staircase, watching her.

"Should I grab yours too?" she asked, rattling her key ring.

"Later..." he said with a lopsided grin. "Come on, I want to show you something..."

Scarlett shook her head. "What is up with you, farm boy?" she laughed. "You've been acting strangely the entire train ride home..." she told him as she followed him up the stairs and to his door.

"Spill it..." she ordered as she nudged him aside, making way to open the door.

"Wait a minute, crazy girl," he stopped her, dropping the bags at her feet. She looked up at him through her lashes as he reached up to the ledge of the transom window above his door and pulled down a remote.

"What on earth are you up to Spencer Reid?" she asked, turning slightly towards the door when she heard music playing.

"It's a surprise," he told her, reaching around her and covering her eyes with his hand as he unlocked the door.

Scarlett tried to peek through his fingers but couldn't see anything.

"I thought the whole weekend trip to New York was the surprise, pretty boy..." she told him as she let him lead her from the hallway.

"Well, that was part of it..." he said quietly. Leaning forward a bit, he pressed his lips to her temple. "This is the real surprise..."

Spencer moved his hand away from her eyes and stepped back as Scarlett looked around the room.

Scarlett felt her breath catch in her throat as she noticed the changes to his apartment. Their apartment, she mentally corrected herself, as she moved around the room and saw all of her belongings now placed throughout the area. Her bookshelves stood on the one wall, alongside her stereo system that was tuned to Philip Phillips song "Home" and was softly filling her ears. She could see her entertainment system set up in the corner and some of her pictures now hung on the walls.

Spencer watched her gaze travel to her items scattered amongst his. He shifted nervously, stepping towards the couch, leaning against it as she continued to look around silently. He pressed his lips together tightly, trying to read her thoughts from the look on her face.

When she continued to stand there without a word, his nerves got the better of him and he cleared his throat.

"If anything is not how you wanted it, Katy, you can change it... Whatever we had doubles of is still upstairs, so if you'd rather change something out..." he stopped rambling abruptly when she tilted her head to look at him, and his brain shut down by the look in her eyes.

He watched her cross the room in short strides, moving right up onto the couch to stand eye level with him. When she wrapped her hands into his hair and tugged him forward into her kiss, he felt relief wash over him.

Pressing herself against him tightly, Scarlett kissed his lips fervently, pulling him closer still. She felt him shift as his arms moved around her and he pulled her up against his chest.

"Jesus, Scarlett... I thought you were getting pissed," he sighed, letting out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. Reid pulled back a bit to try to focus in on her face.

Her green eyes peered up into his with a devilish glint. Spencer braced himself as she wrapped a leg over his hip and dragged him backwards onto the couch on top of her.

"Crazy girl..." he muttered, shaking his head as she planted light kisses over his face. "A little warning..." he teased, shifting slightly, adjusting his body to not have his full weight on her.

"I can't believe you did this," she stated softly, her words sounding awed. Tipping her head to the side, she looked around the room. "You planned this..." she said, meeting his eyes once again.

"I didn't want you to stress out about moving," he told her honestly. "So I hired movers, and Morgan and Garcia helped..."

"I can't believe this," she grinned, pulling him down on top of her again. "I can't believe you pulled this off. I really don't have to do anything?" she asked.

Spencer shrugged as he tried to take his weight off of her. She shifted with him and he smiled.

"I'm trying not to squash you Katy Scarlett," he told her, lightly nuzzling her neck. She laughed throatily as his beard scratched the sensitive skin there and he felt his heart bump in his chest. "Scarlett..."

"You can't possibly squash me, Spence," she told him with a smile. "I love your weight on top of me..." she arched her hips up into his until he lowered himself back on top of her. She could feel the pressure of his need against her hip.

"So, everything is done?" she asked again, her voice taking on a husky quality. She trailed her fingers lightly down his jaw, bringing his eyes back to hers.

"Only a few boxes that I wasn't sure where you wanted things..." he answered. "And your altar... I didn't want anyone messing with it- I figured you'd set that up where and how you wanted it... anything you might want to change around, it's up to you, Katy-bird," he told her, his own voice deepening as she rocked against him.

Scarlett closed her eyes a minute to appreciate that small fact. His total acceptance...

"Mmm-hmm," she grinned slightly and drew him down for a kiss. "So even the bedroom is ready?" she asked as she bit at his throat.

Spencer groaned as she nipped lightly over his collarbone. "Yes, of course..." and he heard her laugh.

"Ohhh," he said, catching on to her line of thought. "You want me to take you in the bed room?" he asked, tilting his head a bit to give her better access to his ear. He felt his body tighten as she flicked her tongue over the lobe. A chill skittered up his spine as her breath crossed his skin.

"Yes, farm boy, I want you to take me to our bed..." she whispered. "In our bedroom, in our apartment... I want to christen it..." she squealed in laughter as he scooped her up off the couch and carried her into the bedroom in quick strides.