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Chapter 8

After everyone left Derek and Spencer sat on the couch. Clooney jumped up and squeezed himself between them. Derek laughed and petted Clooney. He glanced at Spencer who was rocking back and forth.

"Baby, you okay?"

"Yeah, m'fine."

Derek sighed, "So, two weeks of vaca time. Whaddya wanna do?"

Spencer shrugged, "I dunno."

Derek sighed again and pushed Clooney off the couch. Clooney looked up at his master and whined. Derek ignored him and pulled Spencer onto his lap.

"Baby, is there something you're not telling me?"

Spencer shook his head, "No."

"Babe, don't lie."

"I'm not. I promise."

Spencer shifted and turned around so he was facing Derek and kissed him. Derek opened his mouth and Spencer slipped his tongue inside. He deepened the kiss and rocked against his boyfriend. Derek moaned and gently pushed Spencer back.

"Baby, we can't."

"Please," Spencer whined.

Derek groaned. Spencer sounded so needy, "I want to so bad, babe, but you need to heal."

Spencer pouted and slid off Derek's lap and sat next to him. Derek wrapped his arm around his boyfriend's waist and pulled him close.

"Don't be mad, Spencer. I promise, once you're healed we'll have sex. Anyway, so I was thinking that we could go visit my family. Since Sarah and Desi didn't get to stay long and I need to introduce you to them as my boyfriend."

Spencer looked up at Derek with wide eyes, "Really?"

Derek chuckled and nodded, "Yeah. I mean there's no sense in trying to hide it anymore. We've hid it for a year. We don't need to hide anymore."

"Okay."

"Cool. I'll call Hotch and let him know."

"Are you gonna call your mother?"

"Nah, I'd rather surprise her."


Two days, fifteen hours, six minutes, and forty seconds, according to Spencer, they were standing in front of Derek's mother's house. Spencer was extremely nervous.

"Babe, will you relax."

"What if they don't like me?"

"Babe, they already like you, will you calm down?" Derek chuckled as he knocked on the door.

Derek and Spencer heard footsteps and then the door opened revealing Derek's mother.

"Derek! Oh my gosh, what a pleasant surprise!"

"Hey, mama."

Derek's mother grinned and then she noticed Spencer standing there.

"Dr. Reid, it's nice to see you again. Well, you all need to get in here," Derek's mother said opening the screen door.

Derek walked in and placed a kiss on his mother's cheek and smiling, walked into the living room. Spencer followed and sat next to Derek on the couch.

"So what do I owe this pleasant surprise from the FBI?"

Derek chuckled, "Are Sarah and Desi around? It'll be easier to say things once."

"Sarah's at the mall, and Desiree's at work. I'll give them a call. You boys thirsty or something?"

"Sure, mama."

"I'll bring you boys some coke," Derek's mother says walking into the kitchen.

"Spencer, calm down. Okay?" Derek tells his shaking boyfriend.

"I shouldn't be here, Derek. He'll find me. I'm not safe."

Derek sighed, "Spencer, he can't hurt you. He's in jail and he'll be there for a very long time."

"No, he said I could never escape him, he's gonna find me."

"Shh, kiddo. You're okay."

Derek's mom came back in and handed the boys their sodas.

"I just talked to your sisters and they're on their way home. They told me how you got called on a case while they were there."

Derek nodded. Spencer tensed a little but remained quiet and drank his soda. Twenty minutes later Sarah and Desiree walked in the door and attacked Derek.

"How dare you, make us go home! And then you just outta the blue show up here?" Desiree asked.

"Desi, I'm sorry. I had to work."

Sarah and Desiree sat on the floor in front of their mother's chair, "So mama, said you had something important to tell us."

Derek nodded and looked at Spencer, "I know you've all met Spencer as my coworker and friend, but he's also something more. He's my boyfriend."

"MY BROTHER'S GAY?"

"Sarah shut your mouth."

"Sorry, mama. I just can't believe that. Derek Morgan was such a ladies' man."

Desiree laughed, "Somehow I can believe that. I mean he was never with the same woman more than once like he was trying to find something."

"Well, congratulations, I knew my baby boy would find someone special. I mean all the times he told us about you, Spencer. Tell me, is he treating you right?"

Spencer nodded, "Yes, Mrs. Morgan. He treats me well."

"Call me Fran. That's good."

"Mama, you make it sound like I'm a bad person."

"Not at all, Derek. Why don't you boys get settled while I start dinner? How long are you staying?"

"Just two weeks, mama."

Fran nodded and Derek guided Spencer upstairs to his room. Spencer gazed around the room surprised to see the posters. The last time he was here he never went to Derek's room.

"Babe?"

"Yeah?"

"Here, you need to take your medicine. Are you profiling my room?"

Spencer shook his head, "No. Derek, do I have to take them?"

"Yes, baby. Doctor's orders."

Spencer sighed and took the pills and water from Derek and downed the pills. He yawned and Derek chuckled.

"Tired, baby?"

Spencer yawned again but shook his head. Derek chuckled again and led Spencer on the bed.

"Sleep, baby."

"No."

"Why?"

"I don't want to dream. I'm afraid."

"I'll be right, here, babe. You need to rest. You haven't been sleeping well and I know why, but you need to rest when you can."

Derek laid under the covers and pulled Spencer against his stomach and wrapped his arms around the smaller man's waist. Spencer immediately fell asleep. Derek kissed his cheek praying he didn't have any nightmares. Sarah came in the room half an hour later and smiled at her brother.

"Derek?"

Derek lifted his head and looked questioningly at his sister. She smiled.

"Mama said that dinner's ready. If you want I'll tell her to save you boys a plate."

"Nah, that's okay, we're coming."

Sarah nodded and left. Derek shook Spencer lightly.

"Spencer? C'mon, babe, it's time to wake up."

Spencer groaned, "What time is it?"

"Eight. C'mon, dinner's waiting."

Spencer nodded and sat up. Derek sat up and cracked his back before sliding off the bed. Spencer followed him downstairs to the kitchen where he saw the table littered with all sorts of food. Derek's eyes went wide.

"Mama, who's gonna eat all this food?"

"We are. I made all of your favorites."

"Mama…"

"Hush, sit down."

Derek shook his head but sat down sitting Spencer next to him. Everyone dug in and the table was silent for a few minutes as everyone enjoyed the food.

"So Spencer, how long have you two been dating?" Desiree asked.

"Uh, seven months, eight days-"

"Pretty boy, they don't need an accurate answer."

Spencer blushed, "Almost a year."

"You waited almost a whole year before you decided to tell us?" Sarah asked.

"Well we was gonna tell you and Desiree that night when you had come to visit before we were called out to a job," Spencer explained.

"So, are there any thoughts about marriage?"

"Mama!"

"What? You've been together for almost a year. Don't you think it's time? I need at least one of my children married."

"So look at Desiree, she's the oldest, not me."

"But you're the one with a boyfriend. So the next logical step is marriage and kids," Desiree teased taking a sip of soda.

Shit. Derek glanced at Spencer who seemed to have tensed. Derek put his hand on his boyfriend's thigh to calm him. Spencer gave him a small smile.

"So get a boyfriend, Desi."

"Why when I can have fun with yours?"

"Hands off my boy."

Fran bit into her corn, "But seriously, Derek. Desiree's right. I'm getting older and I would like to be a grandmother before I die," she teased.

Spencer gripped the table. Stop it. Stop talking about my baby. Derek noticed Spencer's distress and squeezed his thigh.

"Easy, pretty boy."

"Derek…"

"Shh, I know."

"They killed my baby. They killed it!"

"Spencer, calm down."

Spencer got angry and threw back his seat, "No! How could they do that to me, Derek? I want my baby! They killed it!"

Derek grabbed Spencer by the arm and led him away from his frightened family and led him upstairs. When they got to Derek's room Spencer was in tears. Derek sat on the bed and pulled Spencer onto his lap.

"I know, babe. I know. I'm sorry."

Spencer covered his face in Derek's chest and cried. Derek looked up and saw his family standing by the doorway. He shook his head and they left. He rocked his boyfriend and whispered soothing words in his ears until he fell asleep. Derek eased Spencer under the covers and sighed. He hoped that by bringing him here would help his get better, but it wasn't helping. He kissed his boyfriend's lips and left the room walking downstairs. He found his family sitting in the living room.

"Is he okay?"

"What happened?"

Derek shook his head and sat on the chair across from his mother and sisters. He wiped a hand over his face.

"Spencer's not okay. I'm gonna explain, but just so you know and you're careful. This isn't for you to tell anyone."

"Of course, honey," Fran said.

"Spencer was pregnant. I just found out the day we were headed out to Las Vegas for a case. During that case, Spencer was kidnapped, raped and beat senselessly for almost forty eight hours. The doctor told us that he suffered several broken ribs, a punctured lung, severe anal tearing and of course due to the bruises he got from the beatings, he lost the baby."

Fran covered her mouth, "Oh my gosh! That poor boy."

"I thought I'd bring him here and get his mind off of it."

"And we just kept pushing with the talk about babies, I'm sorry, Der."

"Don't worry about it, Desi, it wasn't your fault."

"Derek? Spencer lived in Las Vegas, right?"

"Yeah."

"Was this someone he knew?"

"Sarah, that's none of our business," Fran scolded her youngest daughter.

"I was just curious."

"What happened to him? That's all I wanna know," Desiree asked.

"He's in jail, and is gonna be there for a long time."

"Good. Now, it's late, why don't we all get some sleep."

Derek and his sisters gave Fran a kiss on the cheek and headed upstairs to bed. When Derek went to his room he found Spencer sitting up on the bed.

"Hey, babe."

Spencer looked up and bit his lip with tears in his eyes, "M'sorry."

"Don't be baby," Derek said climbing in bed next to him. "You have nothing to be sorry for."

"I bet your family hates me now."

"Actually, they were just worried about you."

"What did you tell them?"

"The truth without telling them everything."

"Derek!" Spencer whined.

"Baby, I had to."

Spencer nodded and cuddled close to Derek.

"Hang on babe, let me get undressed," Derek said climbing out of bed.

After shucking his jeans and shirt he got back under the covers and let Spencer cuddle. Spencer nuzzled his bare chest and kissed his neck.

"Derek?"

"Yeah, babe?"

"I love you."

Derek smiled, "I love you to, baby. Get some sleep."

Spencer kissed his lips and snuggled down into the pillows and fell asleep. Derek sighed and wrapped his arm around Spencer's waist and again, prayed he had no nightmares. No such luck. Around midnight, Derek was woken up by Spencer's thrashing and bucking in bed.

"Spencer, wake up! C'mon, baby, you're okay."

Spencer screamed and begged for it to stop. Derek sighed and gently shook Spencer.

"Baby, you gotta wake up. Spencer, it's Derek, you're safe."

Derek gently shook Spencer again and Spencer jackknifed to a sitting position and looked around nervously for a few minutes.

"It's okay, Spencer."

"Derek?"

Spencer jumped into his lap and latched onto his mouth kissing him hard and fast. Derek moaned and pushed him away gently.

"Easy, baby, calm down. Talk to me, what's going through that head of yours?"

"Derek, please."

"Please, what, baby?"

"Make love to me. Show me who I belong too. Show me that I'm not his, please."

Derek groaned. He'd love nothing more than to do just that, "Baby, we can't."

Spencer whined and kissed Derek again, "Why? Don't you want me?"

Derek sighed, "God, baby, you know I do. But, you're still injured and we can't until you're healed. Completely."


2 WEEKS LATER

It's been two weeks and Derek and Spencer had been gradually working up from just small kisses. They graduated to fully heated make-out sessions, handjobs and even blowjobs, but they still weren't having penetrative sex. Spencer was getting irritated cause he needed it. He woke up in the middle of the night begging Derek to show him who he belonged to. But Derek had refused claiming that he wasn't ready. Tonight though, Spencer was going to show Derek that he was ready. At the moment Derek was in the shower. Spencer smiled and stripped off his shirt and pants. He laid on the bed in his boxers. After a few minutes he decided to get rid of the boxers. He lay on Derek's bed completely naked.

Derek came back into the room wearing a thin towel wrapped around his waist. He stopped cold. His mouth dropped open at the mouth watering sight of a naked Spencer pumping his cock.

"Fuck, pretty boy."

Spencer kept his hand on his cock and smiled at Derek, "We're gonna fuck tonight."

Wow, assertive much? Derek groaned, but before he could speak, Spencer spoke first.

"I know you think I'm not ready, but I am Derek and I need you."

Derek sighed, but nodded. He dropped the towel from around his waist and climbed on the bed and straddled Spencer's waist. He leaned into kiss him. Spencer sat up a bit to reach Derek's kiss and opened his mouth so Derek can slip his tongue inside. Derek took the hint and entered Spencer's mouth. He gently eased Spencer back against the pillows and continued to kiss him until he was unable to breathe. He took his kisses to Spencer's neck all the while letting his hand roam down his body. He paused at the base of Spencer's cock and looked at him checking his reaction. Spencer nodded thinking that Derek was gonna pump his cock. But Derek didn't. He bypassed his cock and went down to his entrance. This time Derek didn't look at Spencer. See, Derek knew Spencer wasn't ready for penetrative sex, and was gonna show him. Derek took one of his fingers and gently petted his entrance. Spencer bucked and screamed.

"No! Frank, please! Don't. Not again," Spencer whimpered.

"Baby, it's Derek."

"Derek?"

"Yeah, baby."

"Oh. M'sorry."

Derek crawled back up next to Spencer. Spencer looked confused.

"What're you doing? I told you that we're gonna fuck tonight."

"No, baby. We're not. I told you that you're not ready, and this proved it."

"Derek, I need you."

"I know baby, and I promise it'll be soon, but we're not gonna fuck until I can touch your ass without you screaming and thinking Frank's trying to rape you."

Spencer bit his lip and after a while nodded. The two ended up giving each other handjobs and fell asleep in each other's arms.

TBC...

Max: Poor Spencer

Me: I know, but things are starting to look up.

Max: How?

Me: You'll just have to wait and see.

Max: Damn Rogue.

Me: Its not my fault I don't know what's gonna happen. I mean your my muse, you know even before I do.

Max: hehe, true.