Unfortunately, both JJ and Spencer were needed back at work the next day, despite requesting time off and Spencer's recent hospital stay.

"So sorry to call you guys in. I know that things are..." Emily pursed her lips, finding the right words to say. "We have a serial killer who has moved around from Ohio, Georgia and Washington. He's targeting elderly people."

JJ shared a quick glance at Spencer before nodding at Emily and walking into the briefing room without a word.

"Spencer? Are you okay?" Emily asked, watching Spencer's eyes follow his wife.

He turned to face her with a sad smile. "Why wouldn't I be, Em?"

"No... reason." Emily nodded. "Well, you guys are on desk duty. The rest of us will be on field work."

"Don't you need JJ out there?"

Emily shook her head as they made their way to the briefing room. "Garcia's coming with us. We need some devices that need getting into." She sighed. "You two are better off here, plus JJ's gotta talk to the families."

"Sounds like a plan."

When they entered, JJ was talking to Kate as the rest of the team waited for further instructions.

"In light of this case rising, I have decided to call JJ and Reid back to help us although they will stay here. The rest of us will be going out..."

When the briefing was done and it was only Spencer and JJ left in the room, the room suddenly felt like there was a giant elephant in there.

"How's Morgan, Savannah and the baby?"

Spencer nodded. "They're fine. I'm teaching him how to walk."

JJ chuckled softly, noticing the amount of space between them. "Sure, you are. At this rate, we'll have another junior smarty-pants along with the twins."

"So," Spencer decided to change the subject. "What have you found?"

JJ raised her head up, slightly caught off guard. "Uh, there's a pattern in the murder sites but you already know that..." She said, gesturing to the map. "I'm just going to wait for the families to arrive."

"All of them had links to this gardening service. May be something but I heard that they specialise in helping the pensioners."

His wife pursed her lips, giving a nod as she decided to sit on the table instead, closer to him. "We need to talk and spend some time together."

"At work?" Spencer asked, confused as his eyes quickly glanced at the closed door.

JJ nodded locking the door before moving so she knelt by his side, looking up at him. "I want us to work, Spence. I'm tired of all the hurting."

"So, what do we do?" He asked. "Talk?"

Her lips curved into a soft smile as she dragged over a seat and sat down, making herself comfortable. "You have my unrequited attention."

He had to ask. "Peter?"

"He was using me as a substitute for his wife. I won't be associating myself with him anymore." She replied, folding her hands. "I realised that I was drifting from you because I was scared I'd lose you again. The first time wasn't easy, remember? Especially being a grieving widow. But then you got better and everything was bright. We were getting married, then we did. We were expecting the twins, then they came. It felt too good to be true and it was. Look at us now."

Spencer sighed, leaning back in his seat. "You're right. I had nightmares before I found out this time. I didn't want to say anything because we were good and saying it will disturb everything."

"I'm not running away again. This time, I'll be here with you like I was last time. We'll get through this. I'll follow you to your appointments-"

"My first op is next week." Spencer cut her off. "I had a call last night. They're taking the first steps to remove the tumour."

JJ smiled brightly. "Are you ready?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. But this is good, right? I mean, I've not been feeling all too good lately. The nausea and visionary problems have been difficult to handle so this is good, right?"

"Yes! Yes, Spence, this is good. We can finally start being a normal family."

Spencer finally allowed himself to smile, leaning in but he stopped just as he came to a breadth's hair of her face.

She swallowed, offering a shy smile. "Kiss me?" She whispered.

He obliged, gently pressing his lips to hers. They started off slowly as arms wound around each other and the distance shortened. Their kiss became desperate as it intensified, JJ slipping out of her seat to fall into Spencer's lap as she straddled him, slipping his suit jacket off. His own hands quickly found the buttons of her shirt, making it their sole job to undo them.

"JJ? Reid? Are you guys there?"

They jumped apart, looking at the tablet which was face down on the table. They looked at each other before bursting out with laughter and giggles.

"Hello? What's going on there?"

JJ used her jacket to cover her undone buttons as she zipped it up, picking the tablet up to smile at Garcia.

"Hey, we were reading some files..."

...

The house was empty when JJ opened the door, grateful for her father-in-law and his girlfriend.

"Coast is clear," she joked, closing the door behind Spencer.

"Why don't I make it easier and move back in already?"

JJ shrugged. "Beats the purpose of couple's therapy and it's more exciting this way. I don't know, maybe we need to jazz up our sex life or something."

Spencer laughed as they headed into the kitchen for a midnight snack. By impulse, he went to the fridge to get his favourite yoghurt out as she started up the tea maker.

"Chamomile?"

"You know me, well," he replied, drinking the yoghurt.

She smiled, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind. She tiptoed to nuzzle his neck gently. "Are you sure you want to...?"

"You're my wife. I've missed you and I have to show you how much I have." He replied, placing the finished bottle on the counter before turning around in her arms and brushing her hair from her face. "Forget the tea," he whispered, kissing her.

She responded eagerly and slowly began to back him out of the kitchen to the living room where the sofa waited for their weight. She pushed him gently onto the sofa and took his jacket off before working on his buttons.

"Hmm." He said, gently pushing her off.

"What?" She asked, slightly pissed off.

He dug behind his back and retrieved a plastic toy. "Can't have sex with a toy in the room. Ruins the mood," he grinned, chucking it out the room with a loud thud on the wooden floor.

JJ giggled, replacing her lips on his. "You'll be the death of me, Dr Spencer Reid." She mumbled against his lips.

"And you'll be the death of me, Mrs Jennifer Jareau-Reid."

I had to! I was so heartbroken making them suffer. I couldn't! x