A/N: I'm glad there is interest in this story. I wanted to continue it regardless, purely because I promised a fellow fanfic user and I think it's an intriguing idea.

I think this may be a story with short chapters, but many of them? Not really sure, it just depends on how much my mind allows me to write on a certain day.

Tell me what you think.

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Chapter 2: I Am Who I Am, And Who I Am Not

"I'm just glad they fixed it." Derek responded to Aaron's complaint about their late departure as they boarded the BAU plane.

"We'll see how you feel about that tomorrow morning when you have to get up at 5." Hotchner quipped, quickly taking a seat across from Gideon, who had already made himself comfortable.

Everyone had made theirselves comfortable, actually, everyone except Spencer.

His mind, the fanatic being that it was, would not allow him to partake in his team's conversation, or their ability to relax before a case. Normally it would, but normally he wasn't going after the man that had nearly taken his own life, at least what was left of it after what he'd put him through.

Spencer chose a seat away from his friends, he honestly didn't think he could stomach light-hearted banter at the moment.

He watched Derek as he searched through his phone to find a picture of his latest conquest, showing it to Elle in triumph. Elle just grinned, saying hers had been better-looking.

Jennifer studied files, much as she usually did, but he could see her listening in on her coworkers conversation.

Aaron was on the phone with Hayley, towards the back of the plane in an attempt for privacy.

Gideon was quiet, reading a book just as he usually did-and definitely not being nosey, if anything it seemed he was trying to shut out the world around him.

Spencer wished he could.

It had been easy to pretend that his past had never happened when everyone who was involved with it was miles and miles away, but soon he would be in the midst of his old life -unable to block it out.

And that scared the shit out of him.

It wasn't just **the case** that was hidden away from his new family, but his entire personality. He had never been who he claimed to be, he was just a battered, social man hiding behind an inexperienced klutz.

And what would the team think of that? Of the deception? There was no way in hell they'd ever trust him again, agents do not take kindly to betrayal. He knows he never did.

Maybe Gideon would understand, that he had to escape, he had to lie. Or maybe Gideon would never voice it at all, letting his expressive face reveal the true disappointment he would surely feel towards his protege.

Spencer shook his head subtly and sadly, he would find out their reactions soon enough.

And what if you're not accepted back? The voice that resided deep inside himself questioned his false-sense of apathy. Where will you go then? Nobody wants a liar on their team.

He fought off a gasp as a SNAP! broke his train of thought, looking towards the hand that hovered in front of his young face.

"Wha-?" He began to ask, only to hear the laughter that protruded from his team's mouths. He closed his mouth with a twist of annoyance, "Quit messing with me, Derek."

Morgan grinned innocently, "I just thought you'd might like to know we've arrived."