The day after Christmas Lisa and Spencer spent the entire day together, ignoring all phone calls, just enjoying each other's company, and they would have been content to continue the pattern the day after, but Lisa had promised Rachel they'd start shopping for her wedding dress, so the next day Lisa regretfully left Spencer at home alone to go play dress up.

Rachel was beyond excited to try on her first dress, and Lisa would have been too, if she could take a single second to stop thinking about the way Spencer's face had looked when he told her that he loved her too.

"Wow that's a gorgeous necklace, " Rachel said as they sat in the waiting room of a bridal shop, sipping champagne.

Lisa looked down, she hadn't even noticed that she was playing with it. "Spencer gave it to me for Christmas." She said smiling.

"Ohhh, that's a bright smile for just a necklace." Rachel said. Lisa immediately thought that Rachel knew her a little too well.

"Yeah well, maybe there was little more than just the necklace." Lisa smiled wider.

"Like what?"

Lisa knew Rachel would prod until she got an answer but she wouldn't need too Lisa was more than willing to shout this bit of news if need be. "Like him telling me he loves me."

Rachel's smile widened significantly, "Awwww, who knows maybe we'll be looking for your wedding dress soon." She joked.

"Rachel!" Lisa admonished her, shaking her head. The rest of their conversation was out on hold as the consultant and Rachel's mother came back to the room with arms full of dresses.

Lisa returned to her house later that night exhausted. As soon as she entered the house she made a bee line for Spencer who was parked on his usual spot on the couch. She plopped down beside him and made a loud groaning sound.

"Dress shopping that much fun?" Spencer asked.

"Do you have any idea how many bridal shops there are in Las Vegas. Don't answer that." Lisa said effectively shutting Spencer up as he was about to tell her the exact number.

"I swear if I ever get married I'm doing it in shorts and a t-shirt." Lisa said, taking Spencer's book out of his hands and physically put his arm around her.

For some reason the phrasing of that sentence bugged Spencer. If she ever got married, not if they ever got married, it sounded wrong to him.

"Do you think about it often?" He asked.

"Think about what often?" Lisa asked.

"Getting married," he clarified.

"No, not really" Lisa answered, matter-of-factly.

"Not really or not at all?" Spencer asked.

This question pulled Lisa's attention into the conversation, "What do you mean?" Lisa asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, I mean do you think about getting married?" he asked, emphasizing the word do as though that clarified it all.

"I don't know. Sometimes I guess." Lisa had sat up letting Spencer's arm fall from around her. She didn't like where this conversation was heading.

"Do you ever think about…about us getting married?" Spencer's face was blank as he asked, although inside he was panicking. He didn't know why he asked it, he just did.

Hearing that question made Lisa's stomach drop. She couldn't read Spencer's face, didn't know what he wanted her to say, so she told him the only thing she could, the truth. "No."

Lisa waited for a reaction. Spencer seemed to be processing the information.

"Why not?" Spencer asked. There were no books of any credibility that explained how relationships were supposed to go but Spencer was fairly certain that having been in a relationship for 9 months the thought of marriage should have crossed their minds. It stood to reason that dating being the means by which to find a mate, marriage should be the ultimate goal, and if 9 months into a relationship that goal was not even a consideration it also stood to reason that there was no point to continue the relationship.

"I don't know, I just haven't."

Spencer wasn't angry or upset that she hadn't thought about it, because truthfully he hadn't either, but now that it was out there he thought. He liked the idea of coming home to Lisa, of spending his days off taking her to museums, and going out at night, he could even see himself holding a small child with Lisa's smile and his eyes. The more he thought about it the more he liked the idea.

Lisa was scared, Spencer was calm and calculating, how she had always pictured him at work. She had never seen him like this before, and she really didn't like it.

"What do you think you'd say if I asked?" He finally said after a silence that had seemed too long.

Lisa knew he wasn't asking her for real but she still didn't know what was going on and with each word she was getting more and more nervous. She thought for a moment and gave her honest answer. "I'd probably say no."

Unlike her last honest response this one elicited an emotional response.

"No?" Spencer asked, almost as though someone had slapped him in the face.

Lisa just shrugged.

"Why would you say no?" he asked.

"Spencer I love you, but we don't even live in the same state, and I don't plan on marrying someone that lives across the country."

Her answer was logical and honest and Spencer understood it, after all hadn't he recently told Penelope roughly the same thing? But Spencer found himself liking the idea of spending forever with Lisa, and as he thought about it, he was ready to start on that path.

"What if we didn't live on opposite ends of the country?"

Lisa was afraid to answer any more questions, as it was she felt she was only getting through by the skin of her teeth. "Spencer what's going on?" she asked, starting to panic.

"I want us to live together." Spencer told her. Spencer didn't often make rash decisions like this, but he knew it was the truth, he wanted to be with Lisa all the time. He missed her when he was in DC and she was here, when he could be sitting next to her, and he didn't want to miss her anymore.

"Spencer, what is this about?" Lisa asked shocked at his blunt answer.

"I want us to live together." Spencer repeated.

Lisa let out a small, short laugh, "Spencer, that's not exactly an option."

Spencer's heart dropped. "What do you mean?"

"Well if we lived together one of us would have to move, and if you moved here you'd have to give up your job at the BAU, and you could never do that, and if I moved to DC, I'd have to leave the hospital, and your mother would be all alone again. One of us would have to give up our lives." Lisa said it as if it were the most logical thing in the world. And Spencer knew that the words made sense, but coupled with everything else Lisa had said, it didn't work.

Slowly Spencer stood up. "So what you're telling me is that you wouldn't want to marry me because I live too far away, but when I ask you to live with me, you won't even consider it?" Spencer asked, trying to get some clarity.

Lisa's heart rate sped up as she saw the wheels in Spencer's head turning and the hurt coming to surface on his face. She stood up to try and calm him.

"That's not what I'm saying," she began, but Spencer interrupted.

"Then what are you saying?"

"I'm just saying that we can't just expect each other to pick up and change our lives." She said, terrified.

"I never expected that. I expected to have a conversation about it, not to have you tell me that neither one of us is willing to even try." Lisa didn't know what was happening, Spencer looked confused and hurt and angry, and she didn't know what to do.

Suddenly it was quiet, Lisa afraid to speak, and Spencer trying to wrap his head around everything that had been said.

"What are we doing Lisa?" Spencer finally asked breaking the deafening silence.

"What?" Lisa asked in a whisper, her breathing slowly becoming labored as she started to see where his train of thought was going.

"What are we doing? Is this serious?" he asked.

"Yes, of course it is." Lisa's voice was wavering, and tears were building behind her eyes.

"Then would you consider moving to DC? I'm not asking you to move there, I'm just asking if it will ever be an option."

Lisa didn't know what to say, she couldn't think straight, she opened her mouth to say something, anything, but no sound would come out.

Spencer nodded and walked away up the stairs.

Lisa was frozen in place she didn't know what was happening but she could hear the blood rushing in her ears and her eyes burned. Everything moved in slow motion as she finally managed to move, walking up the stairs to her bedroom. When she opened the door she saw Spencer, zipping up his suitcase. He picked up his bag and walked towards her.

"I'm not some play thing," he said, "I need to know that this is real, that it's going somewhere." Spencer said giving her an opening to get him to stay.

"This is real," She said, still in a whisper as though her voice was breaking.

Spencer's face softened, as he looked over Lisa's face. "Then tell me you'll think about it."

That was all she had to say, but she couldn't. She opened her mouth and again no sound came out, she turned her head unable to look at him.

Having gotten his answer Spencer walked past her.

"I would have considered Vegas an option" he said on his way out and down the stairs.

Lisa was frozen for a moment before the realization of what was happening fell down on her.

"Spencer!" Lisa chocked out chasing down the stairs after him, but he didn't turn around.

"Spencer!" she yelled again, not noticing as the tears began to fall from her eyes.

Spencer didn't respond, he just kept walking, right out the door.

When Lisa reached the door it was as though there was a force field keeping her from going any further. "SPENCER!" she yelled one last time, breaking down sobbing in her door way when again he ignored her and kept walking. Lisa felt her heart tear into pieces as she watched him walk away, her heartbreaking sobs unheard and unheeded.