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Chapter 11

The girls headed back out into the evening air and hopped on a bus. Amelia had just settled into her room to finish her paper when her cell phone began to ring. She glanced down and saw Spencer's name on the display. Before answering it, she headed over to her bed to get comfortable.

"Hey baby. I heard you guys got the bad guy." Amelia greeted him as she was fluffing one of her many oversized pillows so she could lean back on it.

"Yeah, we did," Spencer paused and cleared his throat, "I really miss you. Would it be alright if I stop by your place tomorrow when I get back?"

"Of course it's alright. I'm working the evening shift, but I'm home all afternoon. Is everything okay Spencer? You sound a little off." Amelia sat up straight, worry shone on her face.

"I'm fine. I just…I spoke with Penelope a few minutes ago." The sound of Spencer clearing his throat echoed in the phone.

Amelia rolled her eyes and slouched back down, "geeze, Penelope sure doesn't waste any time! I'll bet the whole team knows how I feel now."

"Well, according to Emily, the team figured it out at the restaurant the first time they met you. Penelope was just making sure that I knew you considered me your boyfriend." Spencer replied warily.

Amelia gasped, "Crap! I didn't just say that out loud, did I?" Amelia buried her face in her hands, grateful that Spencer couldn't see her beet red face.

"Yeah, you did." Spencer couldn't figure out if Amelia was mad, sad, or embarrassed so he decided to keep his answer short.

"Ugh, this was not how I wanted this to go. I feel like I'm 15 again and awkwardly stumbling my way through my first relationship." Amelia took a breath, "I really like you Spence, and yes, I do think of you as my boyfriend. I really hope that's how you feel about me. We don't have to discuss this over the phone though; it can wait till you get back tomorrow."

Spencer's face lit up and he sat down on the bed in his motel room. The contents of his Go Bag already assembled so that he would be ready to go home first thing in the morning. "Ah, no. I don't mind talking about this on the phone. Statistically speaking it's proven that being open with others early on in relationships in regards to feelings and thoughts create a stronger foundation and therefore longer lasting connection." He stopped to collect his thoughts before continuing on, "Besides, this gives me the opportunity to tell you how I feel."

Amelia held her breath waiting for him to continue. She knew that she was acting silly, but she couldn't help it. Despite the short amount of time she had known him, Amelia could feel that Spencer was the one. If he wasn't, then she'd never trust her instincts again.

"I really care about you too and I am honored to be your boyfriend. The thought of you back home is what kept me going this week. I really love spending time with you." The warmth and sincerity in his voice echoed through the phone line.

Amelia wasn't too sure where to take the conversation from there. She decided to leave the declarations at that and continue them tomorrow. "You know how to make a girl feel special. What time will you be at my place do you think? I can have some lunch ready for you, maybe even a little doggy bag with dinner since I know you won't have anything in your kitchen." She laughed, "Seriously, the amount of take-out food you guys eat will give you a heart attack one day." They chatted for a few more minutes until Spencer told her that he had to go meet the team for dinner.

"I'll see you tomorrow baby." Amelia told him and released the small pillow she had absentmindedly been clutching.

"You can count on it." Spencer hit the end button on his cell and made his way to the lobby to meet up with everyone before they headed out to the restaurant.

"I am never going to figure these things out, no matter how many times you show me JJ." Spencer said with disgust as he put down his chopsticks. JJ just laughed and asked a waiter to bring over a fork.

Morgan looked over with a smile, "Hey kid, maybe your girl can teach you. Isn't her mom from China? I'll bet she cooks lots of Chinese food, so you should learn."

Morgan's comment managed to draw the attention of the group from their discussion of what they were going to do for the next couple days. Hotch had generously given them the next two days off since they had been working around the clock for over a week.

Rossi looked up from his lemon chicken and glanced at Morgan, "Granted you can tell from her facial features that she is of mixed heritage, but how did you know it was her mother who is from China?"

Morgan took a sip of his drink, "It's all in who you know."

A horrified look crossed over Spencer's face, "You didn't get Penelope to create a file on Amelia did you?"

Hotch sent an irritated look at Morgan, "You shouldn't be asking Penelope to misuse government resources like that."

Morgan just laughed and waved his hand, "Nah nah, it was nothing like that. Penelope was talking to Melissa, and just happened to relay some information to me. They've decided to unite in their plans to hook you and Melissa up."

Spencer gave Morgan a smug look of superiority, "I think I've got that covered on my own, thanks."

The entire team looked at Spencer in mild surprise. "Looks like the kid is growing up," Rossi smirked.

Morgan leaned back in his chair mockingly, "Yeah, he might even be ready to have the training wheels taken off his bike."

Spencer grinned back, "Did you know that training wheels were invented- ," He was cut off from saying anything further when the team groaned and tossed their fortune cookies at him.