Amelia was jittery the entire next day. She was ready to see Spencer, but she was nervous about how their talk was going to go. Jessica and Heather could sense her anxiety, and they tried their best to encourage her. "Amelia, it's going to be okay. He's probably just as nervous as you are." Heather said, walking past her boss and grabbing the broom. There were stirrers and wrappers on the floor, along with sugar packets and the individual containers of creamer. The morning hadn't been too busy, it never was on a Friday.

Jessica grabbed a rag and started wiping the counter off. "Seriously, he's probably worried out of his mind. And he should be, he was the one that screwed up." She scoffed, but that didn't make Amelia feel any better. She knew that Spencer screwed up, but she also knew that he felt horrible about it. It was a mistake, and she didn't want to hold a grudge forever.

"He knows that he messed up. It's just still hard to think about him kissing Lila before he kissed me." Amelia sighed, putting her chin in her hand and leaning against the counter.

"Are you going to give him another chance?" Heather asked, and Amelia didn't respond at first. Her thoughts were a jumbled mess. "Well?" Heather said, bumping Amelia with her hip.

"I think that I am. I really like him. And if he said that this was a mistake, then I believe him." Amelia said, running a hand through her hair. The two younger girls shared a similar look, but Jessica put her hand on Amelia's shoulder.

"We just want you to be happy. And if Spencer makes you happy, then we'll support your decisions." She told her boss, and Heather agreed, giving her a wide grin.

"You two are the sweetest!" Amelia exclaimed, hugging her two baristas. "What did I do to deserve you guys?" She asked, and the girls giggled.

"Just lucky, I guess!"

Spencer was practically bouncing out of her seat with anticipation and nerves. The clock was ticking ever so slowly, and he only had a few minutes left until it was time to go. He had called in a to-go order at the local Mexican restaurant that Amelia loved, and he was going to stop and pick up a dozen red roses on the way to her apartment. He was terrified that she wouldn't forgive him.

"Lover boy, going to see your girl?" Morgan asked. He was watching Spencer hastily shove folders into his bag, and he quickly checked his phone for any missed notifications. Amelia hadn't said anything to him all day, and that wasn't helping his anxiety.

"Yeah, I can't talk. I need to go pick up dinner and some flowers and I don't want to be late." Spencer rambled, and Morgan held up his hand.

"Woah, woah. Slow down, Reid. I hear ya, go ahead and go. But I expect to hear all the details on Monday." Spencer nodded and sped past the older man, furiously pressing the button on the elevator. The elevator seemed to be going in slow-motion, but he knew that if he took the stairs, he would be even slower. Cardio wasn't his thing. He was bouncing up and down on his heels, and when the elevator doors finally opened, he jumped in and pressed the 'close' button. He moved quickly, unlocking his car and throwing his bag in the back seat. He decided not to take the Metro today so that he could get everything ready and go straight to Amelia's. He would do anything to win her trust back.

Amelia closed the coffee shop that evening and went to her apartment, locking the door behind her. She checked the time on her phone and decided to take a quick shower before Spencer came over. By the time that she took a quick shower, got out and towel-dried her hair and ran a brush through it, her doorbell was ringing. Her heart was thudding in her chest, and she felt her stomach twist into knots. Looking through the peephole, she saw Spencer Reid standing there, looking nervous as hell.

She opened the door to let him in, but she was taken back as she saw what he had with him. A bag from the Mexican restaurant down the street and a dozen of beautiful red roses. A smile spread across her face that she couldn't hold back. "Spencer." She said, her voice quiet. He gave her a nervous little grin and he offered her the roses. "You didn't have to do all of this." She said, letting him in the apartment and taking the roses from him.

He set the food on the table and she grabbed a vase to put the roses in. "Do you want to eat first or talk?" Spencer asked her, and she could hear the nervousness in his voice. She gestured towards the couch. "Let's talk first."

He sat down awkwardly on the edge of the couch, and she sat in the middle. She didn't want to distance herself too much, but she didn't want to be too close. Amelia was quiet, trying to collect her thoughts, so Spencer decided to start the conversation. "Amelia, I just wanted to say that I'm genuinely, sincerely, sorry for what happened between me and Lila. I didn't want to hurt you, and I hate myself for it." He refused to meet Amelia's eyes.

Amelia scooted closer to him, placing a hand under his chin and making eye contact with him. "Spencer, I don't want you to hate yourself. You made a mistake, it happens. You hurt me, I'm not going to lie to you. But, I forgive you." The two smiled at each other, but they weren't sure what to say.

"Are you ready to eat now?" He asked Amelia, and she laughed.

"Food sounds good. You really didn't have to go through all this trouble." Spencer had gotten each of them a large entrée from the Mexican restaurant, and Amelia's mouth was watering as they set it out on the table. They piled their plates high with food and Spencer went to sit at the dining room table, but Amelia shook her head. "Come sit with me on the couch. We can watch a movie or something." She suggested. She grabbed the chips and salsa that came with their meals and stopped to pour them both a drink before sitting down.

"What do you want to watch? Any suggestions?" She said, grabbing a chip and scooping up a generous amount of salsa. Spencer shook his head, not saying anything as he took a large bite of a burrito and had his mouth stuffed. Amelia giggled at his actions and handed him a napkin, making his cheeks burn with a blush. She scrolled through her recorded movies on her television, not liking any of the options. She huffed and clicked on Spider-Man, not wanting to search anymore.

At first, the two were quiet. They ate their food and watched the movie, but the silence wasn't awkward. However, once they finished eating, Amelia decided that she was tired of the quiet. "So, tell me something I don't know about you." She suggested, and Spencer practically choked on his rice. What could he tell her? He didn't really have anything to tell her, except ..

"My mom .. she has paranoid schizophrenia. And when I turned 18, I had to put her in Bennington Sanitarium. She couldn't take care of herself, and it was getting too hard for me to help her and go to school." Amelia could see in his eyes that he was still feeling guilty about it. "I still write to her though, every day."

The redhead slid over beside Spencer and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Spencer, you can't beat yourself up over this. You did what you had to do, and I guarantee you that she doesn't love you any less for it." Amelia said, playing with the hair at the base of his neck, making Spencer shiver.

"Thank you. I'm sorry that I had to ruin the night by telling you something so serious." Amelia gave him a light smack on the arm.

"Don't apologize, I was the one that asked." Spencer didn't say anything for a minute, and he took a long sip of his drink. "So, what about you?" He finally asked, clearing his throat.

"Well, I had a younger brother and he was my best friend," Amelia started out, and Spencer's eyes widened a fraction. Had? "He used to have a really hard time in school. He was smart, and he got good grades, but he wasn't very popular. The other kids weren't kind to him, and eventually it just got to be too much for him. He couldn't even go to class without someone knocking his books out of his hands, and he would sit alone during lunch until someone would come over either take his food or do something to it. He just felt so completely alone in the world, so one day, when I was 17 and he was 16, he took a bunch of pills. I found him in his bed after school. It looked like he was sleeping."

Amelia's eyes were slightly watery, and when a small tear betrayed her and slipped down her cheek, Spencer quickly wiped it away with his fingertips. He wrapped his arm tightly around her shoulder and gave her a comforting squeeze. "Amelia, I'm sorry that you had to go through that." He said, his voice low and quiet. She sniffed quietly, and he felt his heart ache in his chest.

"Hey, Spence?" She asked, her voice quiet.

"Yeah?" He responded, and she looked up at him through her lashes.

"Kiss me?"

Spencer Reid did not hesitate. He leaned down and caught her lips in a soft kiss, and she placed a hand on his cheek, leaning into his embrace. Time seemed to slow down in that moment, and Amelia couldn't get enough of Spencer. His smell was intoxicating, and the way that his lips molded against hers sent chills down her spine.

When the two finally broke apart for air, he leaned his forehead against hers. A wide smile had spread across her face, and her cheeks with burning with a blush. Spencer's cheeks were pink, as well. Amelia's heart was pounding in her chest, and she wouldn't be surprised if he could hear it. She knew that he was nervous, because his hands were twitching awkwardly by his side. "Thank you for everything, Spence." She told him, placing her head in the crook of his neck and her hands flat on his chest.

He wrapped his arms around her small frame, enjoying the feeling of her in his arms. "You don't have to thank me for anything, Amelia. You make me happy." He told her, his cheeks hot. The smile that was spreading across her face was hurting her cheeks, and Spencer couldn't help but smile in return. "You make me happy, too, Spence."

A/N: I'm so so sorry that I took so long to update! I finally finished my first year of nursing school, and it was hard to find time to write near the end of the semester. I hope everyone likes this chapter, try to leave me some feedback if you can! I'm not sure where to take this story, and any ideas are appreciated! Thank you all for being so patient with me and try to fav/follow/review if you like it so I can keep writing!