Jacey endures the wrath of contractions. The team deals with an unexpected death.

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NELSON'S SPARROW (SEASON 10, EPISODE 13).

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"This spaghetti was fantastic." Spencer complimented Jacey as he wiped the leftover sauce on his lips with his napkin.

"Thank you for getting the ingredients." Jacey said with a smile.

Spencer and Jacey have been seeing each other for a month now, they were completely content with their relationship just being casual dates. Spencer wanted to take it slow, considering his heart still mourns for Maeve. Jacey didn't know any other pace but slow when it came to dating.

"Thank you for having me over. I really like spending time with you."

Jacey blushed as she took a sip of her water. "Of course, Spencer. I really like having you around. You're fun to talk to."

Spencer's eyes widen with surprise. Jacey was confused with his expression. "Did I say something wrong?"

"Oh! No." Spencer said with a laugh. "It's just no one has ever said that before."

"I don't see why. I love our conversations about Greek mythology and the difference between Star Trek and Star Wars."

"Conversations like that are hard to come by." Spencer replied.

"One of my favorite things about you is that you're so humble. I'm sure you can discuss things that I know nothing about but you choose not to."

"Not unless you ask about it." Spencer stated kindly.

The pair sat in comfortable silence for a while. Jacey was taking in his appearance while Spencer was taking in hers.

Jacey thought that Spencer was rather handsome. His intelligence made him more attractive in her opinion. He was tall and thin. Not sickly thin, but the healthy thin. He wasn't incredibly small. Apparently, he's gained weight over the years. His brown, curly, cheek-length hair wasn't making things easier for her. And his eyes were moose chocolate, which were beautiful in her opinion.

Spencer felt that Jacey was one of the most beautiful girls he has had the pleasure of meeting. Her intelligence and sense of humor were his favorite things about her. She had a round face with dimples in her cheeks. Her lips were deep red, which really complimented her brown skin. Her long black hair fell against her cheek. She wasn't thin but curvaceous. The way her dress hugged her waist before forming around her blooming bump made Spencer admire her natural beauty. There weren't enough words to describe how beautiful Jacey was to him.

"Spencer, there's something I need to tell you." Jacey said above of whisper. Her tone made Spencer worry.

"Is everything okay?"

"It's about my baby's dad."

Spencer broke eye contact. "Is he wanting to work things out with you?"

Jacey shook her head before snickering. "No, Spencer, I just wanted to mention that I was artificial inseminated. I mean, you never asked but I felt like you should know."

"Wether you were artificial inseminated or not. I'm here for you."

Jacey's eyes sparkled with appreciation and kindness. "Thank you, Spencer. It really means a lot to me."

"It hasn't been long, I know, but I do want you to know that it's been a pleasure gaining you as a friend."

"I couldn't agree more."

The music that Jacey was playing for background effect during their dinner started to play an instrumental to "Can't Help But Falling In Love With You" by Elvis Presley.

"Such a beautiful song." Jacey commented before looking at Spencer again.

Spencer held out his hand to the woman in front of him. "Would you like to dance?"

Jacey giggled before taking his hand in hers. "I'd love to."

Spencer guided Jacey to the middle of the room before pulling her as close as her baby bump would allow.

Jacey laid her head on his shoulder, taking in the scent of his cologne. Being close to him in this way sent shivers down her spine.

Suddenly, Spencer's phone started to buzz in his pocket. With his job, he's learned not to ignore the cellular device when rings or dings.

Spencer gave Jacey an apologetic smile before looking his phone. The look on his face was the same look Rossi had just last week. Jacey prepared herself for what was coming next.

"I have to go." Spencer said urgently. He walked over the couch to grab his jacket. Jacey walked closely behind him.

"Is everything okay?" Spencer didn't answer her, he continued his path to the door. "Spencer?"

"I'll call you later." Spencer said before leaving a worried Jacey standing alone in her home.

~•~

Spencer parked his car in front of the familiar cabin. He stayed in the driver's seat for a moment, preparing his mind for what he was about to see.

He walked into the cabin slowly, seeing his coworkers were already there looking at the covered body.

Hotchner was talking to the local police.

Rossi looked down at the coroner, not wanting to ask the question that everyone was wondering.

Just then Morgan and Garcia come through the door. Garcia looking extremely devastated.

"Are you sure?" Garcia asked, looking at Hotchner.

Aaron gave his team a sad look before confirming it for sure. "It's Gideon."

Spencer couldn't deal with the sudden hit of grief so he quickly left the room as the fresh tears fell from his eyes. He was outside, trying to gather his feelings. Then, his phone dinged.

FROM JACEY:

HEY. ARE YOU OKAY? I'M WORRIED ABOUT YOU.

Instead of replying, Spencer put the phone back in his pocket.

~•~

It was morning. Jacey didn't get much sleep last night because she stayed up worrying about Spencer. She even attempted to call her dad but he wouldn't answer her calls as well. Giving up, she figured that they were working a tough case.

Her assumption still didn't keep her mind off Spencer.

Sighing to herself, Jacey poured herself a glass of orange juice. She attempted to was her mind by making breakfast. Food seems to solve everything, in her opinion.

Even then, she was still worried. Every bone in her body wanted to blow Spencer's phone up until he answered. But the last she wanted was from him to be annoyed at her.

"Why is this so hard?" Jacey asked her unborn child, who seemed to be inactive today. "I know you hear me. It would be nice if you could actually respond."

Just then, her phone began to ring. Without checking caller ID, she answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey, sis. I just wanted to tell you that I booked a plane for next week to stay with you until the baby comes." Joy's voice ringed through Jacey's eyes.

"Oh, it's you." Jacey said, disappointedly.

"Were you expecting someone else?"

Jacey stuffed a piece of pancake in her mouth. "Actually, yes."

"Who?" Joy asked, out of curiosity. "Kai, don't touch that, it can break."

"How is Kai?" Jacey asked, trying to change the subject.

"Don't go changing the subject. You know Kai's being Kai. Who were you expecting?"

Jacey rolled her eyes. "Don't grill me like you're interviewing someone for hot news. It makes me of uncomfortable. If you must know, I was hoping you were Spencer or dad, maybe."

Joy could sense the sadness and confusion through Jacey's voice. Joy sighed. "What happened?"

"Me and Spencer were having dinner. We were dancing and then his phone starts buzzing and then poof! He was gone." Jacey rambled on quickly. Fortunately, Joy could keep up with it. Jacey was known for talking fast when she felt anxious.

Joy frowned at the news. "I'm sorry, Jacey."

Tears fell from Jacey's eyes, she blamed the pregnancy but she knew deep down inside why she felt the way she did. "And the worst part was the way he looked. He just left me standing there, not really giving me an answer to anything. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything to him. Maybe I shouldn't have texted him all night. Or called."

"You really like him, don't you?"

"I don't know, Joy. Yes, maybe." Jacey stated as she wiped her tears.

"Do you think he feels the same way?"

"I don't know. I hope so."

Joy smiled from her end of the phone. Then she looked at the time. "Listen, I need to attempt to get Kai back in bed."

"You guys are up early, aren't you?"

"Yeah, Kai wanted crackers and apple juice so..."

Jacey chuckled at her nephew's demands. "Well, you go back to sleep. I love you guys."

Joy started to put everything up. "And we love you. Remember, everything is going to be okay. Try to not worry. Bye."

Jacey hung up her call with her sister and sighed. She then placed her hand on the top of her tummy. "Try not to worry? Right."

~•~

Spencer and Morgan were at the morgue, hovering over Gideon's body.

"Out of respect, I kept him covered." The coroner said to the agents, knowing their history with the fallen agent.

"Appreciate that." Morgan told her with a slight nod. Spencer said nothing, his mind raced everywhere but reality. He couldn't believe Gideon was gone.

"Cause of death was hypovolemic shock due to ballistic trauma. 3 points of entry- left shoulder, right abdominal wall, and right temporal." The young lady explained to the agents.

"Did he suffer?" Morgan asked.

"Not for long, no. His brain stopped working before he was able to process his last breath."

Morgan then looked over at Reid.

"After the last shot, he was gone within a fraction of a second."

"Would you excuse us, please?" Morgan asked the coroner politely.

"Of course," she replied before he gazed was fixing on the grieving man beside Morgan.

"Thank you." Morgan then put all of his attention on Reid. Who was staring blankly at Gideon's dead body. "Did you hear any of that? He didn't suffer."

It was then the tears started to pour freely, Spencer wiped his face with his damped tissue he used moment before.

"Listen to me," Morgan began to say, "Sometimes you put up these walls and you block us out, and you can't do that, not right now."

Spencer didn't reply, he just listened.

"We need you, kid. Gideon needs you." Morgan then pointed at the door. "I'm going to step right out there, and when you're ready...let's go get this son of a bitch."

Spencer nodded, not saying a word. Morgan patted Spencer's shoulder before leaving him alone to grieve with the body.

~•~

It was an hour later when everyone was back at the cabin looking through Gideon's things. Rossi caught a hint that Morgan helped him realize. So, he walked off, in a hurry.

Passing Spencer, he said, "I need to check something out. Let's take a ride."

Curiously, Spencer goes with him.

"I just always thought I'd see him again." Spencer admitted to Rossi as they drove through the woods.

"I know," was Rossi's reply.

"I'd just really like to play one more game of chess with him." Spencer said. There was a pause between them. "I know I'm not being very rational, and I know I haven't seen him in a really long time, but I think about him...all the time, and I knew he was always out there, and now it just feels...empty."

Rossi sat there, focusing on the road, being the ear that Spencer needed. "Yeah. But time will pass, and slowly you'll forget how much it hurts. And maybe you'll find something else to...fill that empty space."

"I don't want to find something else." Spencer said, allowing his voice to crack.

"Listen, Spencer, this might not be the right time to say this but...Jacey cares about you. More than you'll ever know. She's been blowing up my phone so I know she has been going crazy over you. I just think whenever you're ready. You should talk to her. She's a great listener."

Spencer gave Rossi and sad smile. "She has to be a great listener, she's a therapist."

Rossi chuckled softly, "you're right. But still, she really likes you. And I really like you. So...give it a chance. I know you found her to be a charming friend."

Spencer didn't say much more, he nodded, letting Rossi know he was listening.

~•~

Jacey spent her day crying and eating, because it was what she knew best. She was still in bed rest so it wasn't like she could go out. All she could do was lay on the couch or in bed.

Jay was realized that she needed to get herself cleaned up before starting dinner. On her way to the bathroom, Jacey felt this uncomfortable, tightening pain that she experienced earlier. She started to breathe heavy before calling Joy.

"Hello?" Joy said as soon as she answered the phone.

"I think something's wrong. I feel uncomfortable and I'm in pain."

Joy froze for a moment. "A tightening feeling in your stomach?"

Jacey held on to her baby bump. "Uh huh."

Joy smiled. "That's called a contraction. Your era of "labor" is starting."

"Should I head to the hospital?"

"Since you've been on bed rest for a couple of weeks, yes, I'd head to the hospital if I were you. Listen, I'm about to pack my bags and catch a plane there. I'll see you soon. I'll call dad on my way to the airport."

"Okay. Okay. I'll see if my neighbor will give me a ride." Jacey said as she grabbed her hospital bag with her things and her baby's things.

"I'll see you soon." Joy hung up first. Jacey sighed before heading out the door.

~•~

David and the team were gathered together. It was night out, and the stars were shining. Fortunately, they figured who the unsub was with the clues Gideon left.

Rossi had the pleasure of putting the man down. He killed his friend. You can't just get away with that.

"You all did well today. Gideon would have been proud." Aaron told his team as they watched the girl who was taken get checked out in the ambulance.

"This case has been open for forty years. I wish me and Gideon would have stayed a little longer to figure this out."

"He was extremely well hidden and secluded. You couldn't have known that without the technology we have today." Morgan told Rossi.

"We would have figured it out. Gideon was known for being stubborn." Rossi told everyone with a gloomy smile. Just then, Rossi's phone started to buzz. He answered it seeing it was one of his daughters. "Joy? What? When? I'm on my way."

"Is everything alright, Rossi?" JJ asked, taking note of the urgency Dave had.

"It's Jacey. She's in the hospital. Joy said something about labor era. I have to go."

"I'm coming with you." Spencer said running behind Rossi to the dark SUV.

"We'll be there later!" Kate said, watching them drive off.

~•~

"Excuse me, hi. My daughter was admitted here an hour ago. Her name is Jacey Montgomery." Rossi said after rushing into the mother and baby unit area of the hospital.

"You two are here for Ms. Montgomery?" A man around his mid-thirties asked, referring to Reid and Rossi. It was obvious that he was a doctor by his attire.

"Yes, we are." David said. "And who are you?"

The man smiled at them both. "I'm her doctor, Dr. Walsh. It's nice to meet you both."

"Is Jacey okay?" was the first things that Spencer said since being there.

"She's fine. She's started dilating but she's only two centimeters. We shouldn't be expecting a baby until at least two days from now. I'm keeping her in the hospital to prevent her from walking around too much."

"Can we see her? Please."

Dr. Walsh nodded before pulling out his chart. "She's in room 407, right down the hall."

"Thank you." David said before he and Spencer rush down to her room. They walk in to see Jacey flipping through channels on the provided television.

Jacey then noticed them in the doorway and smiled. "Dad, Spencer, what are you guys doing here?"

"We came to make sure you were okay." Rossi told his daughter before planting a kiss on her forehead.

"I'm okay. I just can't believe this is finally happening. I'm just wondering what baby is thinking right now."

"Probably forming an escape plan. He might be here by tomorrow."

Jacey laughed with her dad before her eyes shifted to Spencer. David looked between the two and caught the drift. "Why don't I go get us some food? Want anything in particular, Jacey?"

"Pizza or Taco Bell. Be sure to get some fruit from the store. Oh! And get my some flavored water while you're at the grocery store."

"I'm sorry." David said. Jacey raised her eyebrow, she didn't know what he was apologizing for.

"For what, dad?"

"Asking." He said before walking out.

There was a pause between Spencer and Jacey. Not an uncomfortable one. But it was obvious some things need to be said.

"Hey. Thanks for coming. You didn't have to." Jacey started, breaking the silence.

"You've been worried about me. It's safe to say that I worry about you too." Spencer responded, taking a seat in the chair beside Jacey's bed.

"Are you okay?"

Spencer shook his head. "Honestly, no. I'm not. But I'm happy to have you here."

Jacey gave him a soft smile. "What happened, Spencer?"

"An old colleague, an old friend of mine was murdered."

"Oh, Spencer—"

"I just thought, when he left, that he would always be out there and I'd run into him...and we'd play one more game of chess." Spencer told her as his eyes became wet once again. Jacey acted on impulse, she reached her hand over to him and ran her fingers through his hair.

Spencer didn't mind her touch. In all honesty, he was craving to be touched by somebody. The level of comfort she provides for him was more than enough and his was grateful.

"I know how it feels, to lose someone who was like a father figure. Somebody who showed you the respect you deserve before others did."

Spencer's eyes widen, looking up at her. His eyes looking into her chocolate brown eyes.

"How did you—"

"Before I met my real father. When I went off to school at Caltech, I was one of the youngest girls there. The adults didn't take me serious. They just thought I was some smart ass kid. But there was someone who thought more of me, he was a janitor. And I always thought he was smarter than my professors. He was. He told me that I reminded him of his little sister who died when she was sixteen, she was also very intelligent. He talked to me. And he listened when no one else did. He became the father I always wanted, but never had."

"But I thought your mom remarried."

"She did. He was good to her. He was good to me and Joy. But Joy has always been the "normal" one. While I was reading six books at a time, Joy trained harder to be on the cheerleading squad. When there were football games, I stayed at home studying for my calculus class. I was always the "peculiar twin." So, I felt like an outcast. It was weird for Joy and I when the principal felt like I needed to graduate early to achieve greatness in this world. They became distant with me. I was fifteen when I graduated high school, Joy still had three more years to catch up with me."

Spencer looked at her, capturing her face, her emotions. "So, you do understand me a lot more than it seems."

Jacey smiled. "Yes, I do." Jacey's tummy started to move around, it was obvious that the baby was listening to the conversation. Jacey snorted. "I think the baby likes your voice."

Spencer glanced at her stomach then at Jacey. "Can I—"

"Of course." Spencer nodded before reaching his hand over Jacey's tummy, feeling the baby move around. The baby kicked their tiny foot on Spencer's hand. "Don't worry, it freaks me out as well."

Spencer grinned at Jacey and her unborn child. At that moment he felt that maybe Rossi was right. Maybe he will find something else to help ease the pain of losing at friend.