Thank you for all the beautiful reviews! So glad you guys liked that chapter! This one is a little different, I was a little tired when writing it and it may show lol. Plus I wanted more team antics lol. Enjoy!

Charlotte woke to the sound of birds singing outside her window, sunlight pouring in through the open blinds onto her face. She lay looking out into the sunshine, the beautiful day outside reflecting her very mood. The warmth of Spencer's body pressed against her, one arm slung heavily across her waist, plus the memories of last night made her feel practically giddy. Last night had been amazing. She'd seen a new side of Spencer, one that she most definitely liked. A confident, yet tender side that she was sure very few people had ever seen. Her heart swelled at the thought. Very carefully, she rolled over to face him.

He was fast asleep, snoring lightly. His hair was falling into his eyes, his mouth open slightly as he slept. She was pressed into him as tightly as was possible, as if he couldn't bear the thought of not having absolutely every inch of themselves touching. She smiled, reaching out to tenderly brush his unruly hair out of his eyes. She'd never felt so happy in her life. And there was only one possible explanation.

She was falling in love with Spencer Reid.

Carefully, as not to disturb him, she slipped quietly from his arms and out of the bed. Throwing on a pair of underwear and Spencer's shirt, she tiptoed out of the bedroom and towards the kitchen.

Falling in love. Damn, it had been a long time since she could say that. There had only ever been a few guys before Spencer, and only one of them she'd actually truly fallen in love with. It thrilled and scared her at the same time. Spencer was a wonderful man, there was no reason not to love him. But he'd been damaged, and he wasn't fully healed. Sure, they'd made great leaps and bounds together, but caring and loving were two very different things, and Charlotte wasn't sure if he was quite ready to love her yet.

But she wouldn't dwell on that. No, she would simply be happy he cared about her, enough to open the shell around him and let her in. For now, that would be good enough. Smiling to herself, she began to fix her and Spencer some breakfast.

She wasn't halfway through making pancakes when she heard him enter the kitchen. She couldn't help but smile at the sight of him, in only his boxers with his hair sticking up everywhere and a sleepy look in his eyes. Good grief, he was beautiful.

"Morning, sleepyhead," she greeted, heading over to the coffee machine she'd just turned on. "I just put the coffee on, should be ready in a minute or two."

Spencer nodded, shuffling over to where she was standing. He pulled her into his arms, tucking her gently against his chest. Charlotte smiled, happily snuggling into him.

"Woke up and you weren't there," he mumbled into her hair. "Bed was cold and lonely."

Charlotte giggled. "Sorry, I just wanted to get started on some breakfast."

"No breakfast," Spencer's lips began making their way down to her neck. "Back to bed."

Charlotte let out a breathy sigh. "Back to bed? Wow, this is a new side of you, Spencer. I like it."

Spencer pulled back, a sheepish look on his face. "I guess I'm just totally comfortable with you. No more awkwardness or shyness, not after last night."

The mention of last night made something warm curl in Charlotte's belly. "That sounds good to me." She looked up at Spencer coyly through her lashes. "Your other proposition sounds good too…"

Without another word, Spencer swept her up in his arms, causing her to let out a surprised squeak. She giggled as he practically ran to her bedroom, tossing her a tad unceremoniously on to the bed. The hungry look in his eyes made her whole body tremble. She reached out and pulled him on top of her, lips fusing as his hands worked the buttons on her shirt…

BRINGGGG!

"Ignore it," Spencer mumbled against her lips, his hands now slipping inside the shirt.

BRINNGGGG!

"Spencer I really should get that it might be important," Charlotte gasped, her own hands wandering down to his boxers.

BRINNNNNGG!

"Awww damn," Spencer rolled off of her and reached for her phone. "Hi this is Charlotte's phone, she can't answer right now she's really busy and I suggest you- oh, hi Garcia."

Charlotte's clapped a hand over her mouth, both horrified and amused at the same time. Garcia was perceptive. Spencer answering her phone at 10 am after they rushed so unceremoniously from the bar would only mean one thing to her.

"YOU GUYS TOTALLY DID IT!"

Charlotte jumped. Spencer had apparently accidentally hit the speaker button and Garcia's voice boomed through the room like a boat horn.

"Garcia! Please don't-"

"Oh my stars, you two left last night to do it! Oh, Garcia is so proud of her babies! Okay, horny as you still might be, I expect you at brunch in half hour pronto! Rossi's place, don't be late! And please, keep your hormones to yourself! Garcia out!"

The room went silent. Charlotte and Spencer stared at each other for a moment, then Charlotte burst out laughing while Spencer let out a loud groan.

"Oh no, we are never going to hear the end of it now," Spencer flopped back on to the bed. "That's it. Dig me a hole and let me stay there. Morgan is going to tease the shit out of me."

"Oh, don't worry about it," Charlotte giggled, flopping beside him. "We're adults, we're allowed to have sex. And people are bound to find out about it. For pete's sake, these are FBI profilers we're talking about. They'll be able to tell in one look anyways."

"You're probably right," Spencer sighed. "Alright fine, let's just get this over with."

"That's the spirit!" Charlotte cheered, leaning over to kiss him quickly. "Now, where are my clothes?"

45 minutes later they arrived at Rossi's, hand in hand. Charlotte looked over at Spencer, who was tugging at his collar nervously.

"Relax, babe," she whispered. "It's going to be just fine. Oh look, someone left the door open, come on."

She tugged him inside and into the kitchen, where they were greeted by 6 smiling faces.

"You're late," Garcia chided, wagging her finger at them. "And you totally smell like sex. Did you two even shower?"

"Probably showered together," Morgan snickered.

"No definitely no shower," Emily chimed in. "But it looks like they had a quickie in the car. See how Reid's hair is still messed up?"

"Oh, I've always wanted to know what its like to do it in a car like Charlotte's!" JJ grinned. "How is it?'

"More importantly, how is Spencer?" Garcia grinned.

"Don't answer that," Hotch and Rossi answered at the same time.

"No, please do," Emily winked.

"Okay, enough!" Spencer finally yelled. "Yeah, we had sex, okay? Big deal, lets get over it, move on! And no questions!"

"Aww, don't be embarrassed, pretty boy," Morgan laughed, clapping him on the shoulder. "We're happy for you. About time you got some. And with a good girl too," he winked at Charlotte, who rolled her eyes.

"So I guess that means you gotta pay up," Emily poked Morgan in the side. "I won, so hand it over."

"Hand what over?" Charlotte asked confusedly.

"They bet on when you guys would finally do it," JJ shrugged. "Emily was closest, so she wins."

"You bet on when we would have sex?!" Spencer's voice went all squeaky, his eyes nearly popping out of his skull.

"Totally Morgan's idea," Emily poked Morgan again. "100 bucks. Pay up."

"Morgan I'm going to kill you!" Spencer yelled, making a grab for Morgan, who laughed and ran out of the kitchen. Spencer followed, continuing to yell obscenities at the older agent as he went.

Charlotte couldn't help but let out a breathy laugh. "Oh, um wow. Um, not how I was expecting this morning to go."

"Mornings after never go as planned, sweet cheeks," Garcia threw an arm around her. "So, now that he's gone," she grinned wickedly, "tell me, what's our resident genius like in bed?"

Oh team antics. I love team antics.