(A/N: Hello. Okay, so first I realized the other day I'd forgotten a disclaimer so allow me to make this very clear; As much as I'd love to, I DO NOT OWN CRIMINAL MINDS! NOR DO I OWN DEMI LOVATO'S SONG(S). Also, HUGE thanks to those of you who reviewed and/or favorite my story. You made me smile . This takes place a couple of weeks after Connecticut, Coffee, and Cacoethes ended. And to answer the questions, cacoethes means passion, or an adamant belief in something that is not supported by evidence, i.e. love)
The case had been awful. There had been partners, a revelation that was too late coming. They'd saved the girl, but it had been the sort of heart-wrenching, mind-boggling, self-kicking mistake that might eventually result in a medication. He'd called Ashley to let her know he'd be coming tonight, and she'd promised to make lasagna, as if that was some sort of secret cure-all in her mind. His curiosity had led him to ask JJ, but she had no clue why she would feel that way.
When he stepped through the door he could hear music playing. He grinned. Whatever she was doing had to be hilarious. He left his bags by the door and slipped of his shoes, sneaking silently and furtively into the kitchen where he could see her dancing around the room. Listening to the song, he grinned. "Before I fall to fast, kiss me quick, but make it last." He stood in fascination behind some furniture as she spun gracefully about the room. "Like a child running scared from a clown." (A/N the song is entitled "catch me" by Demi Lovato)
Her voice rivaled and equaled that of the singer, though he wasn't sure who it was. "You've got me smiling while I sing" She twirled, the skirts on her dress mushrooming. "I'm giving up so just catch me!" And as she spun near him he did just that. Sticking his foot out for her to trip on her, he threw his arm out for her to fall into. She squealed in fear and surprise, before he kissed her.
She wrapped her arms around him and held onto him for dear life. Their position was much like that when someone dips their partner in a dance, and no serious injury would come from the fall, but she was still dazed and confused from the fall, and rather frantic at having the love of her life appear from nowhere to kiss her. Pulling her right side up and stepping away slightly he laughed at her bewildered countenance. "Good evening."
"S-Spencer? What the hell was that? How-?" she just stared at him, unable to process all of it at once. He suddenly felt a little guilty for having done anything. Leaning in he pressed his lips to hers in apology. "Mmm." She moaned, leaning into him and wrapping her arms around his neck. Spencer pulled her closer and she wrapped her hands in his hair. She loved his hair, how long it was, and how ridiculously avert to cutting it he was. Derek had been harassing him for a while now about it, and for once she wasn't sure who would win.
He wasn't willing to let it progress any further, so he pulled away from a clinging Ashley and smiled. "I still want an explanation." She informed him. The shock was wearing off, and replacing it was irritancy. "About what? If it's about computer code, I just finished reading this fascinating book…" he was silenced by a look from Ashley. "Being the genius in the relationship, you inevitably know what I'm talking about. And speaking of talking, you're no longer allowed. ESPECIALLY if it's about computer code." She firmly input. Spencer opened his mouth to say something but she put her finger over it before he could speak. "NO." she said decisively.
The timer on the oven beeped and Ashley waltzed away to go draw the lasagna from the oven. "For the record, you're the genius." He called after her. "NO TALKING!" she called back, but he thought he could hear a smile in her voice.