A/N: I am sorry about the late update, and hope you like it, I am having off-and-on writers block. Enjoy the chapter, the next chapter should got back to right after the trial, I apologize again for the three chapter, flashback stories.

Summary: Just more flashbacks.

Disclaimer: I do not own HP, or CM.

Flashback

A Week Later

"So what do you have planned for this weekend?" Morgan asked, as he leaned against the young agents desk.

"I was going to take her to meet my mother, and she's never been to Vegas before, so I booked us a suite at the 'Mirage'," Spencer was finishing the paperwork, of the case from a week ago, hiding the smile from his friend. "I might ask her to move in with me."

"To move in, or to marry you?" Morgan teased, winking at his friend.

"She wants to wait until we're absolutely positive about a future together, before we decide to be pernamentally bound to one another." The young agent answered, looking at his friend.

"Bound, it's just a piece of paper man, that proves your love," Morgan tried to reason.

"Not in our beliefs, we believe that marriage is a permanent situation, which is why Haley, and I, made sure the wording on our own contract had a clause, for in case we divorced." Hotch interrupted, joining the two, he turned his gaze at the younger agent, "Mione, is looking forwards to visiting your mom, and she will meet you at your place." He patted Morgan on the shoulder, before turning to walk away, "Enjoy your weekend, Morgan, and Spencer."

"I don't believe he ever shared something like that with us, for as long as we worked with the man," Morgan commented, before walking to his own desk, where his bag was sitting before leaving the pit, "I will see you later, Spencer."

"See you late, Derek," Spencer stood to his own feet, and followed his friend out as well, only turning in the opposite direction.

Spencer's Apartment

He found her asleep on the couch, and was about to wake her up, until she found a book on the floor. He was about to put it on the table next to her, until he read the title 'Hermione Granger: The Most Powerful Witch of our Time'. He covered her with the blanket on the back of his couch, before sitting in his chair, as he started to read the book, that was titled after his girlfriend.

'….Hermione stepped in to take the blame for Ron, and Harry, after they saved her from a troll on Halloween in 1991. Harry, and Ron, were surprised but grateful, and the three quickly became friends. In her second year, Hermione, played a crucial role in the discovery of the 'Chamber of Secrets' before falling victim to the basilisk unleashed upon 'Hogwarts' following the opening of the, Chamber.

Spencer frowned when he read:

'….she had spent about two months in the 'Hospital Wing', after the basilisk because it had petrified her. He even cringed when he saw the picture, the showed a large snake like creature, that his girlfriend happened to survive after falling victim.

He looked at the picture of the twelve year old version of his girlfriend, and smiled as the picture seemed to wave to him.

'….She had helped her friend Harry, in all the years they all attended the school, and even dropped out of her final year to help her best friend find some missing pieces called Hocruxs.

After she was finished helping to save the magical world, she helped to rebuild the world, which she admits will always be a part of her.'

He was met with a picture of his girlfriend, and a couple of guys laughing as the levitated bricks, in front of a large set of double doors. She smiled at the raven haired man, as she ignored a red faced red head, who was trying to join in on the two's fun. He stared back at his couch, to see his girlfriend staring back at him, with a sleepy smile, "Nice nap?"

She nodded, not even trying to sit up, "Hello, when did you get home?"

He set the book on the coffee table, as he crawled on his knees, as he leaned over to kiss his girlfriend, "You are an incredible woman," he smiled, as she wrapped her arms around his neck, and tried to pull him onto the couch with her. He had to stop her before she was able to get him where she wanted, "We need to catch the plane, I promise we could finish when we get to Nevada."

She groaned as she released her grip on him, and let him help her to her own feet, before pulling her in his arms to kiss her again, "If you promise."

"Alright, let's catch our flight," He smiled as she took a hold of his hand, and the two of them left the small apartment.

Las Vegas-Mirage

Hermione stared at the room in awe, once they had checked into the hotel, "They didn't have anything smaller? This must have cost a fortune," She turned to looked at her boyfriend, who was currently unpacking his clothes, and putting them neatly in the drawer. "Oh, so you're one of those people, should had figured."

"And what kind of person is that?" He asked, turning to look at his girlfriend.

"The kind that unpacked everything, even though it's only a vocation," She answered easily, hanging her own bag in the closet.

"Well I sort of lied to you about how long we would stay," He turned his back to the witch, as he started reading the list of room service items, "I actually took some vocation, and booked us here for a week, so we actually return home next Friday. I figured I should actually take the time, since I haven't in the past, and Penelope, says that they just disappear every year if not used."

"I think the last time I had a proper vocation, was-" She smiled at her boyfriend, "Was when I visited my uncle, when I was fourteen years old." She sat on one of the edged of the bed, as she looked at her boyfriend, "That was a long time ago, makes me feel old."

"Well than, I am going to need to start planning more vocations, what do you think?" He asked, as he leaned over her, and followed till they were both on the bed. He wrapped his arms around her, as she met his lips with her own. "Now I believe there was a promise I made, before going to the airport."

"I do believe you're right, Dr. Spencer Reid," She smirked as his eyes glazed over, before he started to fulfill his promise.

The Next Day

Bennington Sanitarium

Nevada

Hermione always believed you could see the emotions of a person, just by looking into there eyes, further more there soul. What she saw when her boyfriend, and her, came to see his mother, was the love, wisdom, and admiration for her son, when the two woman's eyes met. It was the same way he looked at his mother, or talked about the woman they were currently visiting.

"Hello mom," Spencer smiled at his mother, who easily returned the gesture, before reaching a hand towards where his girlfriend was standing, "There is someone I would like you to finally meet, mom."

Hermione allowed her boyfriend to pull her to his side, before she reached a hand out to the other woman, and smiled when the woman stared at her, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Professor Reid, your son speaks highly of you."

Diana smiled as she took the younger woman's hand, returning the smile, "You must be, Mia, my son writes about you in almost all the letters he's sent in the last-" she paused as if to determine when she first started hearing about the younger woman.

Diana Reid was a very beautiful woman, that her son had taken after, as she watched the two of them interact. She was staring out the window, when they first appeared at the Sanitarium, earlier this morning. Though now she was staring at her son, hanging on his every word, as she held onto his hand, She looked at, "Six months, give or take."

"Sounds about right," Spencer agreed, smiling at his girlfriend, who had pulled up an empty chair to sit beside the older woman. He grabbed a chair of his own, as he sat facing the two woman, "How are you doing mom?"

"I'm doing better, at least that's what the doctor assures me of," She looked back at the young woman, "So your his bosses niece, but you sound like your from-"

"My mom moved to the UK, after she met my father, so I was raised in England most of my life," The witch answered easily, as she took the other woman's hand again, "I haven't asked Spencer yet, but I was hoping you'd join us for lunch, while we're staying here. Maybe Monday, or whenever you would like."

The older woman turned to look at her son, and smiled as she reached for one of his, "So she finally got you to take your vocation time?" She smiled back at the witch, and squeezed her hand, "I am looking forward to lunch. So tell me about your parents, I know somethings about your uncle, from Spencer's letters, but tell me about your parents."

"My parents were Dentist, they had there own practice, and always let me know they were proud of me as I grew up. I didn't really have a lot of friends, until I started going to a private school, so I spent a lot of time with my parents, and my books. They would have loved to meet Spencer, he's everything a parent would wish for, for there only daughter," The young woman answered, wiping the tear from her own eye, with the handkerchief her boyfriend handed her. She laughed softly, as she looked at the materiel, "I mean how many guys his age, would have a handkerchief to offer, when someone cries?"

Diana smiled at her son, as she cupped his cheek in her palm, as she still held the younger woman's hand, "He's my perfect boy, and I am glad he has found a lady, who see's what I have always known."

"I think I am going to talk to the doctor, and let him know about Monday," The young man stood to his feet, and left the two woman.

Diana smiled, as she watched her son walk away, before turning to the young woman, "Thank you."

The witch looked at the older woman confused, "I didn't do anything, there really is-"

"You accept me, and that makes my son happy, he's never brought any girl to be introduced to me before, you are very special to him," Diana smiled as she looked towards her son, who was returning, "So is the doctor letting me out on Monday, for lunch.'

"He says you're allowed to get out for the afternoon," He answered, resting his hands on his girlfriends shoulder, as he leaned in, and kissed her cheek, "We should get going, so my mom could have dinner."

Hermione nodded, as she got to her feet, before looking at her boyfriends mother, "Would you like us to bring anything tomorrow?"

They each gave the older woman a hug, and promised to visit again tomorrow morning, before leaving the sanitarium.

A/N: I hope you like the chapter, and sorry that it's short. Read, and Review.