Gathering up and clearing out only took them a few short moments. It seemed like no time at all before the group made their way to their pickup location, where the jet was waiting for them, and then they were all loaded inside and flying out of there. Any other time and Spencer probably would've been gawking around him and trying to draw in everything. He would've been full of questions for Remy and chattering away about countless different things he saw. But none of that happened. In fact, he was the total opposite. He took the seat he was led to and he simply sat there quietly. Hands folded in his lap, he stared at the wall opposite him, not really seeing anything. The emotions from the battle were still burning inside of him. His own feelings over that loss of life, the memory of that final twist of emotions before the man died right there in front of him, those were still in the forefront of his mind.

Remy gave him his space when they settled in to their seats. He sat beside him and said nothing as the jet rose into the air and started its flight. But once they were up, once they were moving, Remy unhooked his belt and slid out of his seat. Then, to the surprise of those watching, he slid gracefully to the floor and nudged with his shoulder until he could slip between Spencer's knees. Once there, he laid his head on Spencer's thigh and just snuggled right in, facing outwards. Those nearby could see the soft look that stole over Remy's features. He looked almost like he was sleeping.

In reality, he was opening himself to Spencer. Not pushing emotions at him; just, offering his own up. Giving Spencer warmth in the cold the young genius still felt. Spencer closed his eyes as he let the warmth inside. Those nearby watched as a tear slid down the pale cheek.

Spencer threaded his fingers through Remy's hair and anchored himself as he'd done so many times in the warmth of his partner. It didn't chase all the negative feelings away immediately. It did, however, give him a steady ground to start to work through them and find himself underneath them all again. No matter how many times he went through this it never got any easier. It hadn't been easy at the Bureau when they'd been forced to take down an Unsub. Sometimes it was harder now, because the choice was always in his hands. He and Remy chose to go into these places and they had to make the choice on who ended up living or who ended up dying. That was a kind of power that Spencer had never wanted to have.

What scared him sometimes was the ease with which it happened in the moment. How easy it became while it was all happening to just put his sight on someone calculate in his head in an instant whether or not it was safe to allow them to live or not, and then to execute that decision and fire a shot he knew would take down their life. The crash always came harder after those moments.

Closing his eyes, Spencer leaned his head back on the seat and just let himself rest there, his hand cupping Remy's head, the emotions going back and forth between them until it pushed down the chaos inside and left him with a semblance of peace.

Remy stayed on the ground the whole time. He didn't move away from Spencer. He just stayed down there and let Spencer take from him what he needed to be okay again. In his own way, he found peace there as well, steadying his own emotions. Not necessiarly from what had happened, but more for what was to come.

The two wrapped themselves up in one another and prepared themselves for what lay ahead. Their life had been nonstop running for three years now. Always going, always fighting … and always alone. Now they were committing themselves to one place for an entire week. A place that held people who were Remy's friends and family. They were going to deal with seeing people who meant the world to Remy, figuring out how to protect them, and handling any repercussions that came from the truth getting out about what Remy had been doing since he left.

It wasn't going to be easy. Then again, nothing ever was.

Spencer pressed his hand a little tighter to Remy's head and promised himself that he would do what was needed to protect his partner once they arrived. If anyone thought that they were going to be able to hurt Remy, they had another thing coming.