Who Knew, Huh?

Chapter Twelve (12): No Way Out

Flashback to one month and a half ago...

During the flight back home, everyone expected Morgan to avoid everyone, due to them finding out about his past, but for a strange reason Spencer Reid was at the opposite end of the Jet avoiding everyone else, including Emily.

"Hey, Em. Do you know what's bothering Spence?"

"I seriously have no idea JJ. He won't talk to me or even acknowledge my existence right now"

"You think its because of Morgan hiding about Buford?"

"No, after hearing that Buford had molested children he completely shut down. When he's ready to tell me, he will" she then went back at looking out the window and slowly drifted off to sleep.

When they had landed Reid again avoided everyone and actually sat in the back seat, next to Cassie's car seat and patiently waited for Emily to sit behind the wheel and head to the bureau, pick up Cassie and then head on home. And they did so, because Hotch had given the team the day off tomorrow. They picked up their daughter, buckled her into the car seat and Reid sat next to his sleepy daughter, while Emily drove again, but now they were heading home.

After they walked into their home Reid, who was carrying a fast asleep Cassie, went up the stairs, carefully changed his daughter into her jammies, placed her gently into her crib and watched her sleep peacefully.

"Daddy's never going to let anything happen to you whenever you go to school... I promise" he muttered.

"Spencer..." she whispered out, getting his attention.

"I'll be right out, just another minute or so"

"Alright" she said before walking away and went to their bathroom. She changed, removed her make-up, brushed her teeth, mouthwash and got into her side of the bed and waited for her husband to come to bed.

Twenty minutes later, Spencer walked into the bedroom, grabbed his sleepgear, which were now his usual Caltech T-shirt and dark boxers, instead of long PJ bottom's. He did his usual routine and came out of the bathroom, closed the light and got into his side of the bed but wash lying on his back instead of trying to curl up with his wife.

"Spencer -" She was about to ask him, but was cut off by her husband.

"I was bullied a lot when I was graduating at twelve years old, in high school. Then there was this one incident that just tore me up, but what no one knew was that someone had seen it all. And that person was a teacher at my school... So I was running late, because my mom was having an episode and we bumped into each and he spilled about what he had seen that night. I had over half of the year left before I graduated and I felt like I wouldn't have made it through, and he knew so he made a deal and I turned it down"

"Oh god" Even though he didn't say the words, she knew what he was going to say next.

"He kept a close eye on me and I stayed after school one time because I didn't want to go home, you know. I was in the library putting the books I was reading back int he shelves when he came up behind me, I didn't know that he had taken over the librarians shift..." at that moment he broke down into sobs and Emily held him close to her, even when he tried to push her away at first. But soon let her comfort him.

"What happened to him Spencer?"

"He was arrested, when he had attempted to sexually assault another student at my school..."

"You never told anyone?"

"You" was his answer and they both remained quiet until they both fell asleep.

End of Flashback...

Right now Spencer and Emily were in the middle of a serious make out session that was getting the two of them in a very familiar situation that neither couldn't wait to get into. But there quiet moment was broken, not from Cassie waking up but, when their phone started ringing.

"Leave it" Spencer ordered as he trailed hot kisses down her neck to her chest.

"It's JJ"

"Damn it..." he was about to push the house phone in the night stand drawer, but Emily had already picked it up and had pressed "Talk".

"Hello?" she answered breathlessly.

"Emily, It's JJ" man was the liaison had no idea what was going on.

Meanwhile Spencer had lifted her Yale shirt up and pulled her PJ bottom's down and was gently massaging her thighs, "Umm, JJ, Is this important?" she asked while trying to hold back a groan.

"Yeah, we got a case"

"So we have to me-eet -" her husband had just bit her thigh, after removing her underwear, "at the airstrip?"

"No..." the media liaison was now confused at how Emily had just spoken, "We're meeting in the briefing room"

"Not meeting at the airstrip right away" she said, just to let Spencer know that they had to go to the bureau first, who had put on a foil wrapper and pressed into her.

"Emily are you okay?"

she moaned out.

"Oh shit!" Then the brunette heard the dial tone and pressed "End" button before pushing the phone onto the night stand and enjoyed the attention her husband was giving her.

Thirty-one Minutes Later...

They parked the car in its usual spot, dropped off Cassie at the daycare before getting in the elevator and pressed the 6th floor button.

"I hope JJ didn't say anything to anyone" she muttered to her husband.

"I just hope Garcia doesn't know, because then Morgan knows and he won't stop picking at us"

"Why the hell did you continue? You knew that if JJ called it meant that we had a case"

"I told you to leave it"

"We're going to need to talk"

"About?"

"You've been overly active, sometimes you forget to use protection"

"Do I need an excuse to want to have sexual intercourse with my wife at home, in our bed?"

"What about the couch, the counter top, shower, the dryer, back seat of the car, the hallway, bathroom, kitchen floor, bathroom floor, our bedroom floor, the guest room bed and floor-"

"I get it!" he snapped, "I didn't know that I needed a reason to have intercourse with my wife. I'll ask your permission next time" he stare in front of him and avoided eye contact with her.

"Spencer it's not that, but since you told me about what happened to you, you've been extra active physically"

"I just want to forget!" he hissed, still not looking at her.

"Then talk to me, don't ignore it and use sex"

"And why not?"

"Because last time I checked, people usually have sex when they want to show each other their love to one another, not use their partner like a sex object" she glared at him, then the doors opened and they both walked out, entered the bullpen and made their way to the briefing room. The team immediately felt the tension entering the room but focused on JJ who was about to present the case.

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After getting the word that they could go to their rooms and rest, every member, except for Gideon, returned to their designated room. Spencer walked out of his room and knocked onto Emily's door and waited for her to answer. The door slowly opened and revealed a sleepy looking Emily.

"Can we talk now?" he asked. When she moved away from the door, giving him permission to enter her room, he walked in and she closed the door, "I don't think of you as a sex object. It's just... I've been having very vivid dreams almost every night"

"About?"

"About him... When I wake up, I can still feel... every single thing he did to me... and whenever i'm with you in that intimate way. It all goes away for a while. And it's been getting worse and worse and..." he didn't continue, because he couldn't.

"Why don't you talk to me about it, instead of using sex, something that we do to express our way to each other in the most intimate way and slowly turning it like its your temporary fix?"

"Because that's how the nightmares started..."

"No"

"What?"

"What happened in Chicago between Morgan and Buford is what triggered it. Did you have nightmares after you told me what happened to you?"

"No... I didn't"

"I may not know how you feel or what you went through, but I can see what's it's doing to you. Spencer, I love you and I know what we have is very unique. I'll always be there for you, but you're going to have to trust me enough to talk to me when something like this happens"

"I'm sorry Emily"

"I already forgave you, but I need you to promise me that the next time something like this happens, that you'll talk to me"

"I promise Emily" he told her before pulling her into a tight hug, which she returned.

"Alright, now get back to your room, before mom and dad find out you're out of bed" she teased, before kissing him softly.

"Alright..." he sounded down but understood that they had to remain professional, "I'll see you tomorrow morning" he kissed her once more before he made his way to the door, "I just have one question"

"Yeah?"

"Why didn't you stop me all those times in the condo?"

"Believe me baby, if you knew the skills you had, you'd understand" she told him, and he blushed, "Aww"

"Oh quiet" he smiled and closed the door as he left her room and returned to his, happy that they did talk it out. He slept like a baby and had no nightmares.

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"Do you think all of this is real?"

"What?" Emily put down the book she was reading in bed on the night stand and looked at ehr husband with concern.

"Frank said that all he'll need is Jane. What makes you think this isn't because of how we met?"

"It's not chemical, like you explained at Jane's home. It's what you say and do that makes a person want to find out more about you. You told me when I was bent over looking for my bracelet, that it wasn't safe to be here at this time or in that position. That made me laugh and I saw that you weren't just like any other guys that wanted to get into a girls pants for their looks"

"But what made you get a more than friendship feeling for me?"

"One night we were hanging out, and you came right on time and apologized for not being at the coffee shop first so that you could have pulled out my chair. I knew then that you would put others in front instead of you. That made me realize that you would do the same if it were your own child, making you very caring and loyal"

"Really?"

"Look at you and Cassie. More than once, we were right int he middle of great sex, when the baby monitor went off and you apologized, before getting dressed and checking up on Cassie. Most people would finish, catch their breathe and then go"

"Who would do that?"

"Parents that barely get any" she answered.

"Why do I get a feeling that it has you involved?"

"Oh no, my parents hired a nanny"

"Why though? You create this amazing bond with your own flesh and blood and see all the good you do"

"Another thing that always amazes me. You put your fear of children aside when I was pregnant... well except for feeling the baby kick part, you pretty much never left my side. Frank is only hoping that all he'll need his Jane. Nothing more. He's going to need to get off again and when that happens, we'll catch him for good" he leaned to her and kissed her, "Now go to bed, because we have a long day of finishing those damn reports"

"True" he turned off his lamp, as did she and both drifted off to sleep.