Eventually the couple found themselves sitting in darkness on the porch. Suddenly Maggie stood.

"I'm cold. I need to go in now."

Spencer sat in shock for a moment still not sure enough of himself or this whole situation to know what was expected of him next. He just sat there while Maggie walked to her door. As she reached for the doorknob, she looked at him oddly.

"Aren't you coming in too?"

Spencer rose from his spot realizing how stiff his back muscles had become just sitting in that one spot for hours. He stretched and Maggie chuckled at him.

"Not as young as you used to be, huh? Cold isn't going to help that so get in here."

Once inside Maggie moved him to the couch and sat him down. She turned his back to her and began rubbing his shoulders. Spencer moaned a little as his muscles loosened.

"Feeling better?"

Reid nodded. Maggie cocked her head at him.

"You know, I've been looking at it all day and I've decided that the black eye is kind of sexy. Just don't go getting them on purpose now."

"Don't worry, I won't."

"Spencer?"

"What, honey?"

"Your job can be dangerous, can't it?"

"Teaching? Well, you know as well as I do what that's like."

"Don't try to be cute. You know damned well what I'm talking about."

"Yes, being an FBI agent can be dangerous but I have a very good team of people I work with and we all take care of each other."

"Do they always keep you safe?"

"It's not always possible to keep everyone perfectly safe. There have been scary moments."

"How scary?"

"Maggie, I'd rather not—"

"I need to know. I can deal with most anything when I am armed with knowledge but ignorance is not bliss for me. It's an open invitation to imagine the worst."

"I've been shot."

"Shot? Not shot at, shot, like a bullet actually going into your body…from a gun?"

"I knew this was a bad idea. It was in the leg and I was on crutches for a little while but everything is just fine now."

"That's what can happen when you leave?"

"Usually we're more in control of situation where there's gunfire. That was an odd case and we didn't have our full team with us that day."

"But when you have the whole team then you can stay safe, right?"

"Maggie, I don't want to scare you."

"Well, that answer did more to scare than anything else you could tell me."

"Okay, on a couple of occasions I have been the hostage of an unsub."

"Hostage? Did they hurt you?"

"Once. He was a very sick man. Two of his personalities were very cruel."

"Oh, you poor thing. Your team rescued you though?"

"Yes, they did."

"Okay. I have to admit that I don't like you being in danger but it's not for me to like. It's for me to accept."

"Maggie, I don't want to upset you."

"Spencer, I'd rather know and process this in my own way than to go on blissfully unaware of danger until I get some horrible call. What you do for a living isn't going to change. You love it and you're good at it and you help people by doing it. I'm proud of what you do. You put yourself at risk to save others. That's very noble."

Spencer blushed a little. No one had ever put his job in quite those terms to his face before. He had been called a hero before but never really bought that he could be one until just now. From across the room there was a very irritated sounding meow.

"Oh I know what that one means. Ms. Barrett doesn't like when her food runs low."

Maggie got up and walked to the kitchen to refill the food dish and Spencer got up and followed her. Once the food was in the dish, Maggie turned and Spencer could see that her eyes were moist. He stopped her from leaving the room with his arm and kissed her on the forehead.

"I'm so sorry. I made you cry."

"No, you didn't. The fact that there is a need for you to do what you do makes me cry. The fact that there are such sick people in the world that would try to hurt someone as beautiful as you makes me cry. I can't envision you ever making me cry."

Spencer held Maggie tight for a moment and then kissed her exploring her mouth with his tongue. She groaned and pressed her hips to his causing an unconscious response from below his waist.

"Well, hello there Dr. Reid."

Spencer pulled away embarrassed.

"Don't look like that. You've got nothing to be ashamed of from what I felt."

She continued talking in between planting kisses all over his face and neck.

"You said you love me. I believe you. That is the sort of thing that can happen when two people who love each other get together. Come with me."

Maggie took his hand and led him up the stairs to her room.

"Maggie, we don't have to, if you don't want—"

His lips were stilled by hers.

"I know just as well as anyone that I don't have to do anything I don't want to. Get it through your head, my love, I want to."

By this time she had him stripped to the waist and was working on his belt buckle. Spencer's hands were noncommittally on her shoulders.

"Don't think, baby, just feel. What do you want? Because I know what I want."

"I-I don't know."

"Yes you do."

"Maggie, I have to tell you something."

Maggie compliantly pulls back.

"What is it, Love?"

"I'm, um, well, what I mean is, this is my, um, I've never, um…"

His voice trailed off obviously frustrated at his lack of ability to explain but Maggie figured it out.

"A handsome man like you? Never? Not once?"

Spencer looked ashamed and began to pick up his shirt.

"Please put that down, Spencer."

Maggie plops down on the bed.

"Please sit down. I'm sorry. It was never my intent to make you uncomfortable. I'm not exactly over experienced at this either."

"I should go."

Spencer looked incredibly young and fragile at that moment.

"Is that what you want? Don't think about what you think you should do, just feel. Tell me what you want right now."

"I want to stay. I really want to be with you. I'm just, well, nervous."

"Don't be, I have a feeling that you will do just fine."

At this Spencer seemed to find a new confidence. He leaned and kissed Maggie while removing her sweater. Kissing his way down her neck he made short work of her bra clasp.

"I'm impressed. Are you sure you've never done this before?"

"I might have forgotten to mention that I'm a magician. I'm good with my hands."

"I'm looking forward to finding out."

Spencer rolled her onto her back and quickly cast aside her skirt and panties. Kissing her breasts and teasing her nipples with his tongue he explored between her legs with his hand. What he lacked in experience, he made up for in what he had learned about the female body from reading. Maggie moaned and arched her back. She spread her legs and brought her knees up so that she could use her feet to push his trousers and boxers down. She traced her fingers down his side and across his pelvis. Spencer groaned his approval as she wrapped her hand around his erection guiding him into her. As he entered, she gasped and moved her hips closer to him.

Maggie brought her legs up and wrapped them around his waist. Slowly, unsure of himself at first, Spencer moved his hips in and out. Each time he moved with more urgency. Maggie moaned under him.

"Just feel baby, it feels so good. Just feel it."

Spencer obeyed and got himself out of his brain for a while. He focused on her legs tightening around his middle, her fingers digging into his back and her slight involuntary muscle contractions as she neared orgasm. He allowed himself to think of his own mounting desire and the sensations he had only experienced solo before. Maggie cried out and arched her back and one more thrust later he was there too.

He then rolled bringing Maggie with him so that they came to rest with him on his back and Maggie sprawled half across him. Her head rested on his chest and he could feel her breathing return to a normal rate.

"My, my Prince Charming. That was nothing short of amazing."

"I love you Maggie."