Hey, I bet you did not think of this! Well, I didn't either. I give all my thanks for the idea and motive to KenrexKeybladeMaster! Thank you for the idea! Hope you like it! I don't own any of the following characters: Reid, Rossi, Diana Reid, William Reid, Austin, Lila, or Sean Hotchner. All I own is the pastor…and that kind of sucks T_T

To love and to hold

Two days has passed since Spencer got the new, flashy ring on his left hand. He twisted the expensive silver and diamond bit of jewelry as he stared out of his Hotel balcony. David had left already towards the strip for a bit of relaxing time. Vegas was cool tonight, a rarity in the native's mind. He sighed and leaned on the polished metal.

"I can see my mom from here…" he sighed. With a gasp, he shot up and looked over towards the sanitarium. He broke out into a giant stupid grin.

Throwing on some clothes (because all he was in was a pair of silk pink panties), he call a quick call to Rossi's voicemail and practically skipped down the stairs of their hotel. Giving a message to the clerk at the front desk, he walked happily down to Bennington.

~~~~Rossi~~~~

David Rossi did not gamble much. In fact, he hardly ever did. But here he was…at a simple craps table…and, surprisingly, winning.

"…Red 7." The caller called, her character plain and monotone. The Italian agent smiled and stretched.

"I won again…I think I'll call it a night. Maybe I'll bring Spencer over later for a good game." He muttered and gathered his winnings. Cashing out, he walked back to the hotel.

"oh! Mr. Rossi, a young man asked me to tell you he went to see his mother." The front desk clerk called out. David paused from going to the elevator.

"Oh? Well then, thank you. I guess my afternoon plans have changed a bit." He said and gave the teenage helper a generous tip, leaving his jaw dropping on the floor. Rossi chuckled at the action. He then turned down the road to find his fiancé…but bumped into someone I stead.

"OOF! I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying attention on where I was going and…David Rossi?" said being flinched and looked over to the person he bumped into. The man had shoulder length dishwater blonde hair, blue eyes and was rather muscular. His facial shape was very familiar.

",,,do I know you?" Rossi asked, wariness and caution etched in his voice.

"I'm Sean. Aaron's younger brother?" he said. David paused and something clicked.

"OH! That's why you look familiar! Your jaw line is the same shape as Aaron's!"

"…ookay…?" the blonde male quipped, lifting an eyebrow. Rossi chuckled and stood, helping the younger man up to his feet.

"so…what brings you here?" David asked. Sean grinned and tucked a strand of dirty blonde hair behind his ear. He let out a chuckle.

"well, I did come down here for some fun on a bachelor party. But then my friends decided I was better off stranded and broke." Rossi widen his eyes.

"when we this?" he asked. Sean bit his lip and turned his face.

"oh…about, three months ago."

"THREE MONTHS?!" the older man shouted. The young Hotchner male shrunk into his coat.

"I did find work on being a personal chef for this skinny attorney." He motioned. That seemed to stop the aged agent down a bit.

"oh? Who is it? I may stop by and pay him a visit."

"his name was….oh yeah. Reid. William Reid."

~~~~Bennington~~~~

Diana Reid was smothering her son. Well, what seemed like smothering to Spencer. The mentally ill woman was shaking her son's head and holding the pregnant man's head to her breasts.

"Mom! I cant breathe!" he gasped. Diana gasped and released her panting son.

"I'm just so glad you found someone to love! And to be pregnant with his baby! Oh, look at that ring! He must be rich! You are so lucky my boy! I'm glad to know that you won't suffer ever again." Diana cried out. She smiled at her son and wiped away loose tears.

"Mom…why are you crying?" Spencer asked. The blonde woman looked up and smiled her eyes bright with love and clarity.

"I want to meet him. I want to meet the man who makes my precious boy smile with such light." Spencer strained to smile. His mother took notice of the action.

"What is it?" he asked. The skinny gestating male sighed.

"It's just…he's older than me…" he started.

"That's to be expected." She countered.

"By 30 years basically…" He spouted.

"It happens all the time with royalty." She counters once more. Spencer took a breath.

"He works for the government…" he added. Diana paused at that bit of information. Spencer swore his heart was trying to beat out of his chest. He relaxed slightly to see his Mother take a deep breath and replied with a vengeance.

"So? I got used to you working for those fascists. I can handle my son-in-law being one." She replied, her voice kind of shaking with hidden anger and paranoia.

"He's not a fascist. He is also an author for several great governmental books."

"don't try to make me repulse him. As long as he makes you happy. I may not like the government…but I can tolerate one of its…pawns, marrying my baby. Now then…" she started, sitting up straighter and looking her son in the eye. Spencer paled a bit, wary on what will do.

"are you going to rent a tux or use your fathers?" she asked. At this, spencer smiled. He leaned in and hugged his ill mother.

"well, I wont be wearing a tux. I want to wear…your dress." He asked, a faint blush dusting his cheeks. Diana drew back with mild shock.

"my dress? You mean my wedding dress?" she asked. The young genius nodded, the blush growing deeper in color.

"umm…well, mom. I…." he stuttered. Diana held up her hand to stop him.

"Spencer…I knew you liked wearing dresses since the day your father and I caught you trying on your cousin Jayden's dress. Both William and I almost thought we had a daughter. But then you started hiding your body when you hit puberty. Both your father and I did not like you hiding yourself. Now if you want to wear my wedding dress, you can. But I want to see pictures when the wedding is done." Spencer then laughed a little at the request.

"oh mom…before I came and talked to you…I was asking Dr. Norman if you could come to the wedding and bear witness to our union."

"really? I can get out o here?!" she asked. Her eyes were bright and shimmering with unshed tears. Spencer nodded. And with that…Diana grabbed her son and smothered him against her breasts once more.

~~~~three hours later…~~~~

Spencer took a deep breath as he watch his mother enter their old house. The blonde woman closed her eyes and took in the old and new smells. As part of the deal with Diana's doctor, two orderlies stood nearby for the woman's sake.

"you kept it? You kept our house?" she asked. Spencer nodded.

"yes. And I hired a housekeeper to come in and organize the place. Some of our old stuff is in storage, while I sold some to pay for the first year o Bennington, but all your stuff has been cataloged and placed neatly in your room and the study. Every now and then I would rent the house out for the summer, sometimes winter, to families who want a little get away." Diana turned to face her son.

"and my clothes? Are they here too?" she asked.

"yes. I have the housekeeper clean them once a month to keep them clean. I had your dress and dad's tux taken to the dry cleaners every two months. The bedding is aired and washed every month as well." He stated. One of the orderlies took a step in and evaluated the rooms, as precaution. The other stood in one place, spinning slightly in circles as he waited. Reid rolled his eyes at the guy in the scrubs.

"Oh Spencer…you could have sold this place when we moved. But why did you keep it?" she asked. The tall male smiled and rubbed his still flat belly.

"Because, even though I never had a lot of great or even good memories about this place, this is still home. I wanted a place where I can come and live someday with my soon to be husband. I want us to retire and live here. Safe, sound, and maybe even having our grandchildren visiting in the winter or summer. I want to keep this home…because that's what it is. Home." Diana was crying at the words coming from her baby's mouth.

"oh Spencer…I know I don't have many years left, mentally and physically, but to see you happy…I can live my life happy. Even when my delusions take over, I would forever know you are happy and living somewhere safe in the arms of your beloved. That's how it was with your father and I for the longest time. We grew closer when you arrived into the world, quiet and observing the world, even at birth…you were special." She smiled. Spencer wiped away a few small droplets of salty saline water.

"Mom…thanks you. I love you so much." He whispered. His mother wrapped her son in her arms.

"I know, Spencer. I know." They just stayed like that, for a few minutes.

"Well…let's get that dress shall we?" Diana started. Reid chuckled and nodded.

"lets. I hope it fits."

~~~~Sean and Rossi~~~~

Rossi grinned as the receptionist paled as he walked into the waiting room. She remembered him. Sean stood right next to the Italian and was grinning at the humor of the event.

"Hel…hello. Wha…what can i…do for…you?" she stuttered. David grinned and shouted out loud.

"I am looking for William Reid. Is he in?"

"Actually, yeah. I am. Hello Agent Rossi. What can I do for you today?" William Reid stood in the doorway of his office. A a small, yet firm smile was on his face. The grin was as bright and empty as a light bulb. Rossi grinned and held out a hand. The similar aged man took it and gave the limb a firm grip. Sean lifted an eyebrow at the dominant sight.

"Well, Mr. Reid, I was wondering if you would like to talk about a few things you may be interested in." he said, a grin on his face. William smiled and motioned the two men into his office. The younger Hotchner man followed the two older men.

~~~…~~~

"Now then…what brings you here agent Rossi? Is Spencer alright?" William asked. David chuckled. He sat down in one of the comfy looking chairs across from the older Reid male's desk.

"Spencer is alright. And I am here to ask you something." William closed his eyes and waved his hand at the man, ignoring Sean.

"Ask away." Rossi grinned. The attorney began to sip a warm coffee loaded with sugar.

"One: would you be honored enough to walk your son down the aisle when I wed him?" William choked and spat out his drink. "And second, can you spare enough money to get Sean here back home to New York?" said man was hovering behind William and patting his back as he coughed up his drink.

"WHAT?! MY SON IS GETTING MARRIED?! TO YOU?!" he shouted, surprised heavily lacing his voice. He frowned as Rossi roared with laughter.

"Yes, I have been dating him for quite a while. We are now engaged and plan to marry around this week or next week. We invite you, Diana, and a few others." He said. William gasped as he took in the new information.

"Wha…how come I never heard of this?" he asked. David raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"What do you mean? Spencer sent you both an invite and a letter."

"I never got them." He stated.

The door opened with a soft click. A slim, shy looking secretary slipped in with a bundle of envelopes and papers.

"Mr. Reid? I have your mail here." She whispered. The attorney stood and took hold of the bundle.

"Thank you, Clayce." He said and helped her outside the room. The first letter was a slightly thick egg white envelope with Spencer's handwriting on the front. William gave a bored and irritated look to the door. David laughed.

"…when's the wedding?" he sighed.

~~~~Airport~~~~

A lean blonde stared at a tall brunette who sat across from her. Both were holding an egg white envelope that had a beautiful calligraphy. The blonde was short, but not plump, and had a traditional LA tan. The brunette was tall, and had a good smirk blooming on her lips.

"…Bride or Groom?" the blonde asked. The brunette smiled and flashed white teeth.

"Bride. You?"

"same….what is your connection the Bride?" he LA girl asked. The darker toned female smirked. And handed her a small card with a lip print on it.

"he saved me from a serial killer. We keep in touch and exchange secrets and tips."

"what a coincidence. Same here." The two women smiled. The brunette held out her hand.

"Austin." The blonde took the extended limb.

"Lila. Lila Archer."

~~~~an~~~~

So…that is all I can think of for now. Don't blame me! Its almost 1am where I am! Anyway, please review and give me a comment on what you liked! And tell me what you want to see later on!