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I parked in the underground parking lot right as some other cars were pulling in. I stayed in the car until they parked. Spencer, Emily and Derek came out, and Hotch, Rossi and JJ came out of the other one. Sighing in relief I got out of the car. We all went up to the room, and once I enter I stormed right over to the bedroom and slammed the door.
I almost ripped the dress as I took it off. I threw the dress, along with the boots, on top of a chair. I went over to the washroom and scrubbed all the make-up off my face and body until I was raw. I heard someone knock on the bathroom door. I went over and opened the door, and there stood JJ.
"I thought you might need to talk," she said, looking very concerned. I sighed and exited the bathroom. I stomped over to my bag and slipped on my favourite baggy pajama pants and a tank top.
"I don't want to talk, I want to get this bastard, and soon," I said as I opened the door to the living room. Everyone was standing around, looking very worried and tired. I sighed as I walked in and sat down. There was some take-out containers sitting on the coffee table, but they went unopened.
"We'll reconvene tomorrow," Hotch said, sounding disappointed and looked very strained. Everyone here looked exactly how I feel. They all left trying not to look me in the eye.
After everyone left I went back to the bedroom to lie down, trying not to think of anything at all. I could almost feel Spencer staring at me from the doorway. And neither of us had anything to say, what can you say in a situation like this?
I looked up at him and patted the spot on the bed next to me. He walked over and lied down, and I pulled myself over to lie against him. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and I hugged his chest, closing my eyes, trying to relax. It worked as well as I expected.
Somehow I managed to fall asleep. I don't know how it happened, but it did. But I did wake-up, which kind of sucks. I reached up and rubbed my eyes, and looked over at the clock. It was 2:45 in the morning. I looked over and saw the Spencer was still awake and reading.
"Don't you ever get any sleep," I asked, rolling over to face him. He looked down at me and smiled slightly as he said "it's kind of hard to sleep when you're this tense." I reached out and stroked his arm, then pulled myself across the bed to hug him. He put his book down and hugged me back, squeezing me, like he didn't want to let me go. I looked up at him, staring deeply into his incredible eyes.
Those eyes have always brought me comfort and love. He was the only one to ever stick around; everyone else either died or left me. And even though he moved away to California and then to Quantico, he was still around in any way he could be.
"Why'd you always stick around," I muttered, seriously wondering why. He was so amazing, so special, and I was just another screwed up kid from a screwed up family who grew up to become another common bartender in Las Vegas.
He just looked at me confused, like why I would be asking this. But he just looked at me, very serious and said "you're amazing; you're brave and you have a wonderful heart. I'm extremely lucky to have you in my life." I couldn't help but smile, but it's hard to believe something like that when you're told the complete opposite your whole life.
"You're kind of awesome, you know that," I asked rhetorically, pulling myself up to rest my head on his shoulder. He just smirked and said "that's common knowledge Tori." I just made a face at him.
Suddenly, he looked somewhat nervous, then before I knew was what happening, he captured me in a kiss.
He caressed my cheek lovingly. He seemed to be more comfortable, more confident, he didn't seem to hesitate. He slowly leaned me back against the bed, being very gentle but also sure about what he was doing. I didn't hold back, I put everything I've ever felt for Spencer into this kiss.
He leaned over me, careful not to put any pressure on me, for fear of hurting me any further. It was different. My past significant others were not very gentle. They controlled me and everything in the bedroom. They didn't care if they hurt me, they just wanted some action. But this was new, different and wonderful.
"You know," I said between kisses, "we still haven't figured out what we are." He pulled away and looked down at me. I reached up and wrapped my arms around his shoulders as he said "I don't exactly know what I want, but I know I like you." I smirked and said "aww, after all these years, and you like me." He pursed his lips and looked at me frustrated. I laughed and pulled him down for another kiss.
Finally, Tori gets some action lol :P. And ? ... What do you think?