When Serena wakes up, she feels extremely warm. Without opening her eyes, she moves her legs but ends up kicking something. Confused, she opens her eyes just in time to see a hand grab hers. As the body underneath her moves, she suddenly comes face to face with Spencer.
"Good morning," he says kissing her forehead.
"Morning. What are you doing in my bed?"
"I felt like you needed me."
Serena frowns a little and looks at the clock. It's 6am. "This is the latest I've slept in years so maybe you're right." Her head is resting on Spencer's shoulder with his arm wrapped around her.
Spencer squeezes her side. "Maybe we should take the day off to rest."
"Really? Yesterday, you seemed like you needed to be at work."
"I know, but I remembered what you said before about my team being more important to me than you. In this moment, I'm putting you first. Right now, I know I need to be here for you and you obviously need a break. So, I think we need to take the day off of work."
Serena sighs, "I could deal with some extra rest. I just don't know if it's the best decision to make regarding the case."
"Don't worry about the case. Our teams will call us in if it's an urgent matter, but what good will you be to anyone if you're this tired and stressed?"
Serena sighs again. She nuzzles her nose in Spencer's neck and proceeds to wrap herself around him. He holds her tighter in response and proceeds to rub her back. She dozes off for a while longer. When she wakes up, it's now 7:30am and Spencer hasn't moved. She looks up at him for guidance.
He smiles at his tired spouse. "I called the office thirty minutes ago. Hotch said to tell you that they understand and will keep in touch."
"What? Did you tell them I was tired?" Serena's face is quickly turning to anger.
"No. I told them that we needed the day to recharge."
"Oh," Serena manages through her embarrassment at her overreaction.
"It's okay," Spencer says. "So, what do you want to do today?"
"Hmm," she manages as she proceeds to kiss his neck. Spencer stiffens in response. He still isn't ready. Serena sighs, "The twins need breakfast."
"Your mom is here taking care of the twins."
"Oh," Serena doesn't know how to respond.
Spencer gives his wife a shy smile and kisses her sweetly. She kisses him back but doesn't push for things to deepen. He pauses and looks at her. After a moment, he pulls the covers back and repositions himself so that he is between Serena's legs. She's watching him intently. She's surprised he's taking charge in an intimate moment. Spencer grabs the hem of her nightgown and clumsily pulls it over her head with her help. Kneeling in front of her, he gazes down at her appreciatively. She lays before him in only her panties. He realizes that he forgot how beautiful she is. Her bust is fuller than he remembers. Her waist is as tiny as ever and her broad hips complete her hourglass shape. She is incredibly curvaceous and she is all his.
A shy smile graces his face again. He kisses her mouth passionately before he begins to reacquaint himself with the temple that is his wife. Spencer begins to caress her all over. Serena moans as her husband starts his assault with enthusiastic kisses on her neck while kneading her breasts in his hands. He makes his way down her body with soft pecks before stopping to lavish her breasts with attention. As his tongue grazes her nipple, his phone begins to ring. The couple groans in unison.
Spencer reaches for his phone expecting it to be a work-related call but is surprised to see that it's Dylan calling. She never answered his text from last night and it had worried him. He answers the phone instinctively. "Dylan. Hey. How are you?" He says as he removes himself from atop of his wife.
Serena's eyes grow wide with shock then slowly switch to hurt. Spencer watches as she gets out of the bed and goes to her closet. He knows the closet has a door to the hallway inside of it so his wife will not be returning to her room. He settles himself back on the bed as he continues his conversation with Dylan.
"I'm fine. Sorry, I didn't respond. I went out with some friends last night and I wasn't really paying attention to my phone."
"That's okay. I'm just glad to hear from you."
"Yeah, I wanted to make sure you knew I wasn't ignoring you."
"Of course. I was more worried that something may have happened to you."
"Oh. I'm sorry. Considering all that's happening with you right now I don't want to cause any extra stress for you."
"No, it's fine. I think about you often anyway."
"That's sweet of you to say." Dylan's bittersweet smile is audible. "How is everything?"
"I think we're making pretty great progress in the case. It could be over sooner than we think."
"That's great, Spencer. What about your living situation?"
Spencer frowns and clears his throat. "It's great to be able to spend time with the kids. Sky is so bright and full of energy. My son is quieter but he's definitely warming up to me."
"I'm sure you're a great father."
"I don't know if I'm there yet but I'm working on it." Spencer laughs.
"So how's Serena?"
"She's fine. I think all of this is getting to her though. We took the day off so she could detox."
"You don't need to detox?"
"No, I just wanted to be here in case she needed to talk to someone."
"So you guys are good now?"
"We're working together for the twins and trying to work out our differences as we go."
"Well, I hope everything gets resolved between you two."
"Thanks. I wish I could come see you."
"You have bigger things to worry about than keeping up with me."
"You're important to me."
"Thanks. You're important to me too." Dylan pauses before she continues, "Look, I have to get in to work. Thanks for checking on me. I'll talk to you later."
"Love you. Bye."
"Bye, Spencer."
Spencer frowns. She didn't say it back. He ponders. She always says it back. Maybe she doesn't believe that he still loves her. It's only been two days. What can she possibly think has happened in two days? Then Spencer remembers what was occurring in the moment before Dylan called. He shakes his head. He was about to make love to his wife which he shouldn't feel bad about because she is his wife. He should feel bad that he interrupted his love making to talk to another woman. Yet, in this moment, Spencer doesn't know how to feel. However, he knows he has to face Serena and his wife is going to be rightfully upset.
Spencer wanders down to the kitchen where his children, his wife and his mother in law are all gathered. Serena narrows her eyes and frowns when she sees Spencer. He walks right up to her as she fixes a plate at the counter and wraps his arms around her waist. She growls slightly not wanting to feel his touch. Spencer holds tight to his spouse and whispers in her ear. "I'm so sorry. I just needed to know that she was okay. I feel really bad that she called when I needed to spend time with you."
Serena turns around in his arms and looks up at him with disappoint etched on her face. "You were about to make love to me when you're not even sure that you love me. That's what you should be apologizing for. You can care about her all you want but don't put your hands on me if your heart belongs to someone else. It's cruel."
"I do love you."
"Not the way you used to. Not the way you did when we took our vows. This isn't us." Serena pauses thoughtfully then tells her husband, "You should go to work."
"I want to be here for you."
"You've done more harm than good. If you want me to get a day of rest, you need to go."
"Serena, I'm sorry."
She nods but doesn't speak. Spencer turns to the table and kisses his kids on their foreheads. Sky squeals in delight.
"Here. I made you breakfast. You should sit and eat with the kids. I'm going to go upstairs."
Spencer sits and eats with the kids before getting dressed to go to work. He checks in with Serena who has tucked herself into a bed in a guest room. She apparently didn't want to be found. Spencer feels awful that his wife's day off has begun this way and it's all his fault. He walks in the room and pecks her forehead. He stands over her for a couple of minutes but realizes there's nothing he can say or do to make it better right now. Feeling dejected, he walks out of the room and heads to work.