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Two months later

"Reid, are you okay?" Hotch asked, looking at his youngest agent.

"I'm fine."

"It's not your fault, Reid."

"I know." Reid looked at Hotch. "Is it okay if I sit with Mrs. Frank for a while?"

Hotch nodded. "We will wait for you at the airstrip."

"Thank you." Reid turned and saw an old lady sitting silently mourning her husband's death. The latest case took a bad turn at the end. They cornered the Unsub, but he took down a civilian with him.

"Mrs. Frank?"

The old looked up and smiled sadly.

Reid sat down beside her, handing her a cup of coffee. "I thought you might need something to drink."

She gratefully accepted. "Thank you. It's so thoughtful of you."

Reid smiled weakly at her. "I'm sorry for your loss, Mrs. Frank."

She gently squeezed Reid's hand. "It's not your fault, young man."

"I wish I could have done something."

"I know you did everything you could to save him, but maybe it's how it meant to be."

"You know, Frank …" She continued. "He was a police officer."

Reid nodded.

"It's to actually hard for me to realize that he's not going to come home anymore, but at least I know he died doing what he loved the most. They said he helped to save the little girl."

"He did."

"That's my hero." She smiled.

"I can even imagine how hard this is going to be for you."

"We have been together for years. I can still smile because we never wasted any moments in our life. It's his time to go and I can accept that."

After a moment of silence, she asked. "How about you, young man? You have someone waiting for you at home?"

Reid looked at her, not knowing how exactly answer her.

"Actually, there is, isn't it?" She guessed.

Reid furrowed his eyebrows, a little surprised by her profiling ability.

"And you haven't really told her what you really feel, don't you?"

"How?" Reid asked.

She tapped Reid's hand. "I have fallen in love too, young man, and besides I'm a mother of two grown up sons, so it's not that difficult to guess."

Reid smiled shyly.

"Don't wait, tell her how you feel, perhaps she is waiting for you to take the first step. In the end, all we regret are the chances we never take."

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Reid sat in the back of the jet, away from the others. It has been hours, but Mrs. Frank's words were still ringing in his ears. Reid never shared about to Grace to anyone on his team, not that he don't want to too, but he rather kept her for himself first. After their first unplanned long date, Reid did call her the next week. They went to a book fair together and it all started there. In course of time, they become close, too close but Reid never told her about his feelings. They end up being good friends, sharing everything together, but he knew he felt a lot more deeper than that for her.

He wanted so badly to tell her, to hold her in his arms, but …

Reid sighed as he looked out of the jet.

She was like an angel emerged out of nowhere in his life and he never understood why he couldn't decide, perhaps he was not brave enough to admit to himself that he has fallen in love again.

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Knowing Grace would still be engrossed in her work, Reid walked and stopped the front of Grace's small office she has set up to run her business. Through the window, he could see her working on her laptop. Reid tapped the window and waved to her.

Almost instantly, she smiled when she saw he standing outside.

"Spencer, you didn't tell me that you are coming back today." She stepped aside and allowed Reid to walk in.

"The case got wrapped up and we decided to fly in today itself."

"That's great because I have something important to ask you. Wait a minute."

Reid took a seat and waited.

Grace appeared from the corner of the room with two dresses in her hand.

"Which one you think I should wear?"

"For the day after tomorrow's wedding you're in charge of?"

Grace nodded.

"I think you look fabulous no matter what you wear."

"Come on, Spencer. Give me your opinion."

Reid looked at the two dresses. "I think the purple with black lace dress suits you best."

"Really?"

"I'm 100% positive."

"You know, I actually thought of wearing that one as well. That's why they say, great minds think alike."

Both shared a light moment of laughter.

"Why don't know give me a minute, I will wrap up and we go eat something? I feel like eating something sweet, chocolate maybe?"

"Grace." Reid called when she finished packing her stuff.

"Spence, is everything alright?" Grace asked when she saw sudden change in Reid's facial expression.

Standing in front of Grace, Reid took her hand into his. "I'm sorry."

Grace raised her eyebrows. "For what?"

"For being unfair."

"Unfair?" Grace gently shook Reid's hand she was holding. "What are you talking about?"

"I realize that I wasn't really honest with you."

"Spencer, stop." Grace stopped him. "What are you trying to say?"

Reid inhaled deeply before he blurted out his feelings. "I love you."

Reid continued, knowing Grace was standing stunned by his words. "Ever since you appeared in my life, everything changed. I liked the change, I like knowing I wake to meet you, to talk to you, to spend my time with you. But I was so afraid to admit it, it felt like you are too good to be true for me."

"Spence…"

"For the past two months, I probably would have been the lousiest guy to hang out with. Someone told me today that in the end, all we regret is the chances we never take. At the moment, I thought about how it would be like to be without you and the thought itself is cruel enough for me. I want you in my life."

Grace chuckled as she wiped her tears. "Spencer, you were like the best diamond I have ever found in my life."

She continued. "I know you needed some time and I decided to wait because when you wait, in the end, you always get the best."

Reid held her hands close to his heart. "Thank you for not giving up on me."

"I love you too, Spencer."

Reid smiled before he rested his forehead against hers for a moment. "I think we can still go and get your chocolate." Reid said as he checked his watch.

"Who cares about chocolate anymore?" Grace said as she wrapped her hands around Reid's neck, bringing him closer to her. "I found something sweeter than that." Grace leaned in, closing the distances, feeling her lips on Reid's.

Following his instincts, Reid wrapped his hands around Grace's waist, deepening the kiss. She definitely taste way better than his favorite Starbucks coffee.

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