chapter8

Spencer didn't know what it was that woke him up. But his eyes just poped opened and trailed to the end of his bed where his feet were. His eyes widen at the shadow in the dark and he quickly reached to the lamp and clicked it on.

He stared back.

"M-master?"

"This is for leaving me." The man pulled out a gun and shot.

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Spencers eyes shot open. He gasped and shot up in bed. His was breathing was heavy and couldn't seem to calm himself down. The boy felt around his chest as if to make sure he wasn't bleeding from a gun shot wound.

Spencer gulped and slowly brought his knees to his chest. His body trembled.

Spencer got up from the bed, grabbed the knitted blanket and walked over to the door and opened it. He gasped again, but quickly recovered at the sight of two small ears in the dark.

"Clooney." He whispered. "Come on."

He walked out of the room and to the room next to his. When inside, Spencer slowly made his way to the bed.

"Master?" He whispered. All he got back in response was a light snore.

Spencer slowly lowered himself onto the bed. He figured his Master wouldn't mind. After all, the man had done almost everything for Spencer in one day that the boy wasn't supposed to do.

Spencer stared at Derek in the dark. The man was like a prince when he slept. Spencer slowly reached out and touched the dark mans cheek with a finger.

Spencer didn't know why he did it, but he leaned forward and planted a gentle kiss on the corner of Dereks mouth.

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Derek turned to lay on his stomach, in his bed and his hand smacked... something. His brows narrowed and he lifted his head. Derek was met with a pile of golden hair. He raised himself up to see a thin body stretched out on the bed.

Derek didn't know what to feel, but he couldn't stop a slight smile at seeing Spencer sleeping beside him on the bed. He thought maybe it was because when he was near him, Derek knew that Spencer was safe.

The dark agent slowly got up so he could get ready for work. On his way out, Derek unplugged the alarm clock so it wouldn't wake Spencer.

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After he was done getting dressed, Derek went back into his room and gently woke Spencer.

Spencers eyes blinked open. When he saw his Master standing over him, he quickly sat up.

"What time is it?" He asked with wide eyes.

"Seven." Derek answered.

Spencer quickly jumped out of bed. "I'm sorry, Master. Your breakfast will be ready and 10 minutes. I pro-" Just then Spencer saw the world turn. He blinked a few times. Before he almost fell.

"Woo!" Derek grabbed onto Spencer to hold him steady. "Baby Boy, are you ok?"

Spencer brought his hand to his head.

"Spencer, sit down." Derek said and he gently pushed Spencer to sit on the bed.

The boy obeyed.

"Is that better?" Derek asked.

Spencer stared up at him with huge hazel orbs. "I'm sorry, Master. I didn't get up on time."

Derek shook his head confused. "In time for what?"

"I didn't make your breakfast."

Dereks brows narrowed. "Spence, I can make my own breakfast. You don't have to get yourself all worked up because of that."

"I-I just thought you-"

"Baby Boy, i'm a big boy. Ok? I can take care of myself. Now, I need you to worry about Spencer. All right?"

Spencer stood staring with the same huge eyes for a few moments longer. Then he very slowly and reluctently nodded.

"All right." Derek said low. "I have to go to work. Now. 'I' made breakfast. Ok? I want you to eat."

Spencer stared for a second, thinking. He bit his bottom lip. "What did you make?"

"You like homemade waffles?" Derek asked.

Spencer smiled and nodded.

"Maple syrup?" Derek asked as he helped the boy off the bed.

Another nod.

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Derek got into work an hour late.

"Morgan! Where were you?" Prentiss asked.

"Spencer had trouble doing 'everything'." He answered.

"What do you mean?" She put down the paper she was reading.

"Well, he was afraid to shower. Aparently, because he was 'already' cold and didn't want to shower in cold water."

"Cold water?" She asked with narrowed brows.

Derek brought his hands up. "I never told him to take a cold shower." He sighed. "So, I had to turn on the water, make sure he knew it was warm. After that, he didn't want to eat."

"Why? What'd you make?"

"Waffles."

"Mmm. I could go for some waffles." JJ said walking passed.

"Why didn't he want to eat?" Prentiss asked. She took a sip of her coffee.

"He thought I posioned it."

"Well, if you made it..." Prentiss joked.

"Hey woman, I can cook." They shared a laugh. "Yeah," Derek continued. He turned to JJ since she had stopped what she was doing to listen in."He thought I didn't want him, so he thought I was trying to kill him." He inhaled deep. "It took me eating with him from the same plate with him for me to convice him."

JJ smiled.

"I also had trouble leaving the house."

"He didn't want you to leave?" JJ asked.

Derek smiled. "The thing is... I didn't want to leave either."

Prentiss 'awed'. "Someone's getting attached."

The dark agent glared at her. Then he thought. "Why don't you guys come over? It might be good for him. You know, to have people around."

The tow women nodded in agreement.

"I'll get Garcia to come." JJ said.

"Hey, hey. Hold on. Be sure to tell her I don't want Spence spoiled."

JJ nodded and brought her fingers in an 'ok' sign.

Derek turned to Prentiss who was smiling.

"What?" He asked.

"Nothing. I was just wondering if you would let me spoil 'Spence'." She put extra meaning into the nickname.

Derek groaned and walked over to his desk to began paper work.

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