Author's Note: Hey guys. So it's been quite awhile since I've uploaded and I'm sorry for that. However, I've got a number of stories I'd like to give to ya, this one included. Also, if you have a tumblr and like Criminal Minds FanFictions, I suggest following ImaginingCriminalMinds because there a lot of great stories people have written there about almost all the characters. You can even send in requests for stories that you'd like to see written! I've just started following them and that's where all these creative juices are coming from!
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ON WITH THE STORY!
I stand by the front door, practically bouncing out of my heels. I had been itching to spend some quality time with Spencer the past few weeks. The BAU was tackling one of their biggest cases yet, each member stressed out of their minds, Spencer included. He had spent almost every night reading his notes over and over again, mumbling to himself.
But tonight, I was determined to help him relax. He deserved at least one night away from the file.
I had prepared his favorite meal for dinner, donned my sexiest clothes, lit a few candles around the apartment, and even spread a couple rose petals over the bed. Everything was set for the moment he walked in, if he ever would.
I glanced over at the microwave every two seconds to check if the time had changed. He would walk through the door any second now, and I could hardly stand it any-
The door handle jiggled as I heard his key plug into the hole. The door opened, revealing my handsome doctor with his nose buried in his file.
"Surprise!" I shouted, barely letting him walk through the doorway before assaulting him with a huge hug.
"What? What's all this?" he asked, looking up from the manila folder and taking it all in.
"I know you've been really busy with your case, so I wanted to help you de-stress. Look! I made your favorite!" I squealed, taking his hand and gesturing to the food displayed across the counter.
Spencer sighed. "Rose, honey, I've really gotta focus on this case. We're so close to catching the unsub and the team is counting on me to figure this letter out. I can't tonight."
"But…but it'll just be for one night. I miss you, Spencer…"
"I know. And I miss you too, really. And when we finish this up, I'll have plenty of time to relax with you. I'll even take a day off so we can be together all day to make up for it. Okay?" he says, walking over to our bedroom and removing his bag.
I remain standing in the kitchen, feeling stupid for believing he would pay attention to me when there's a serial murder out there, or whoever he was trying to catch. I could feel my stomach turn with emotion and my eyes tingling with the threat of tears.
"Hey. Don't cry! Come here," Spencer coos after emerging from our room. My heels echo through the room as I trudge over to his open arms. "Please don't cry. I know how hard this must be on you," he murmurs, stroking my hair and kissing the crown of my head. "You know, I'm not all that hungry now. But give me a little while and I'm sure I'll be starving," he says, a smile creeping into his voice.
"Really!" I cry pulling away from his chest and grinning.
He nods and presses a kiss to my forehead. "Why don't you go grab a book and you can come sit with me on the couch. We can eat in a little while, all right?"
My eyes light up and I race into our room, snatching my book from the night stand. I check my makeup in my mirror, dabbing on a little more concealer that had started to fade under my eyes before joining Spencer on the couch and snuggling up close.
"You look really beautiful tonight, by the way," he smiles, resting a hand on my exposed shoulder. I giggle in response, burying my face in his chest. He chuckles, the laugh vibrating his chest under my face.