A/N: Hey Guys! Here is the second part of Spencer's Birthday as promised. It's nearly midnight as I write this so it won't be up until Thursday. Don't forget to check out the chapter that I added to this yesterday!

October 9th 2011

AmeliaPOV

I shifted my head slightly in Spencer's lap as I moved out of the way of the lowering sun. I looked up from my book, Anna Karenina in Russian, and watched him as he read. It was beautiful to watch him read. His eyes darted faster than light as he took in the words on the pages faster than me taking in a breath, his eyebrows would furrow when the book got exciting, he was truly in his own little world.

I looked at my watch, 4pm. By the time we got back and changed, we would just reach our dinner with the team at 7. I sat up, marking my place in my book before packing away our picnic things. "Spencer." I said, waving my hands in front of his face, giggling when he jumped in surprise, "we need to head back. I have something else planned for this evening."

He rolled his eyes, "you've done more than enough sweetheart. This is the best birthday I have ever had, I don't need anything else. I'm perfectly happy."

"Well we're going dinner and dancing with the team. If you want to take it up with Garcia be my guest." I added dryly, heading towards my car.

I heard him sigh from behind me, "On second thoughts, dinner and dancing sounds lovely."

I laughed, "I thought so. I am glad we're going. I bought something especially for tonight. I think you'll really like it." I added with a wink, enjoying myself as he seemed a little flustered.

I drove us home, reaching there by 5. I raced to the shower first, "Wear your best suit Spencer. It's a real fancy joint we're going to. Rossi knows the manager and pulled some strings." I called out as I stripped and started the water running, pulling the curtain.

I was showered with clean hair in around 15 minutes, quick by my standards. Whilst Spencer showered, I pulled on some panties and a dressing gown, sitting to dry and style my wet hair. I decided on smooth curls, beginning my work.

Whilst I was tackling the monstrosity that is my hair, Spencer managed to shower, and get dressed. He looked delicious in that tux. He went to continue reading in the living room as I finished my hair.

I then went to my wardrobe, pulling out the garment bag and shoe box that I had hidden from Spencer. I unzipped the bag, revealing my dress for the evening. It was a forest green, halter neck, backless knee length dress with beading around the bust. I paired it with a pair of black three inch heels, black wrap and black clutch bag.

I put on my emerald jewellery set, before doing some light makeup and heading towards the living room. I hoped Spencer liked my outfit.

SpencerPOV

I turned as I heard the click clack of heels and my jaw fell slack, probably hitting the floor in the process. She. Was. Divine.

The dress fitted her perfectly, highlighting her beautiful curves. Everything looked perfect. I was the luckiest man on the goddamn planet to have this girl on my arm.

"You . . . You . . ." I started

She smoothed the dress nervously, "It's horrible isn't it? Garcia convinced me to get a backless dress. I won't be two ticks, I'll go change." She said, beginning to move towards our room.

Sweet Jesus it was backless. That meant she wasn't wearing a bra! I managed to stop myself before my thoughts were too gutter like. She had a tattoo. It was in Italian, on her shoulder, near a scar. It read: Darkness can never be conquered by light with a small phoenix next to it. I stopped her, grabbing her arm, "Don't you dare do that. You look beautiful. It made me speechless. I'm the luckiest guy in the world to be here with you."

She smiled, taking my hand, "Before we go I want to talk to you about something important." She said, heading towards the sofa, tugging me along.

My heart sank, she was going to ask me to move out, or worse, break up! I couldn't handle this; I needed her more than life itself.

"It's about our living arrangement. I really love you staying with me. I know it was only meant to be temporary, but I want to make this permanent. Spence, will you move in with me?" she added

My heart soared. This was the best present I could ask for! I pulled her into a hug, my senses going wild as my fingertips caressed her bare back. "Of course I will. I never want to leave either. I love living with you." I added, she was so silly sometimes. "So you have more than the tattoos round your ankles then? You never mentioned." I said, tracing the words with my fingertips.

"I have the tattoo on my shoulder, a robin on my left hip after my grandfather who died when I was younger and the words around my ankles." She said standing up and beginning to walk to the door.

Round her ankles were two sets of words: Freedom, Beauty, Truth, Love around her left ankle and Fight, Dream, Hope, Love around her right ankle. I had always thought tattoos to be an unattractive attribute in a woman. I was now starting to realise how wrong I was for thinking that.

We left our apartment, heading down to call a cab; so we could both drink. We headed to the restaurant, a really fancy place in an expensive part of DC. We walked inside the restaurant and it was full of people dressed to the nines. My grip on Amelia's arm tightened slightly as we walked towards the team's table, feeling the eyes of all the men on her. She was mine, not theirs, mine. I could feel the jealousy filling up inside me.

AmeliaPOV

We reached the table, and I felt slightly uncomfortable; I could feel all these eyes on me and it was very unnerving. I also noticed Spencer's tightened grip and could barely hold back a smile; he was jealous, it was very cute on him. It's not like I'd leave him anyways, he's the one for me.

We greeted everyone, sitting down and looking through the menu. The restaurant was beautiful, with a huge dancefloor and a live swing band playing slow music as a few couples danced. It was huge, but really intimate and romantic at the same time.

After we ordered, we got to Spencer receiving his gifts, mostly books, which was always a safe bet for Spencer. I sipped at my wine, chatting to Garcia, and the rest of the girls as Spence chatted to the guys.

"So what was pretty boy's reaction to your dress?" Garcia asked

I giggled, "he was speechless, I left him speechless." I added, taking his hand under the table, "A rare achievement. I should receive some sort of trophy."

The food arrived and we ate it in relative silence. It was beautiful, absolutely beautiful; my chicken was so moist and Spence's steak was really tender.

After we ate, Rossi raised his glass, "To Spencer, many happy returns and another great year ahead of you." He toasted, the rest of us following suit.

"We have an announcement to make." I said, squeezing Spence's hand. "Spencer and I have decided to move in together."

The table erupted in cheers and exclamations of happiness and I couldn't hope but smile; this team were my family, and it meant so much that they were so happy for me, for us.

The dancing was starting to get into full swing, Spencer stood up. "Even though I am a terrible dancer, will you dance with me?" he asked, holding his hand out to me.

I smiled taking it, "Of course I will." I said, walking with him to the dancefloor, "Enjoying yourself?" I asked him as we began to dance slowly to the swing music.

"I meant it you know, when I said this was the best birthday I've ever had. You've made this day so special. I love you so much, and you've set the bar really high for what I have to do for your birthday" he said, his tone moving from serious to playful.

I laughed, "Well you better get to planning, it's only 5 months away after all." I noted, pulling him in for a kiss.

As we danced the night away, with friends and in each other's arms, I can honestly say that I have never been happier in all my life. And I couldn't wait to celebrate many many more years of birthdays with this man. He is the love of my life.

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