Sorry for the wait! I really do try to get my stories out quicker than this. Anyway, this is just a little fluff chapter, but we need a few of those to progress the story.
Enjoy and keep sharing any ideas of things you'd like to see – I'll do my best to include them! xoxo
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The moment they shut the door to Spencer's apartment, Emily pounced on him. She latched onto his mouth eagerly as she threw her arms around his neck. She was practically devouring him. He finally pulled away to catch his breath.
"I can't believe you planned all of this and I didn't see it coming. Some profiler I am," Emily said still holding him close.
"You've had a lot on your mind and it has been a stressful year," Spencer said as his hands settled on her waist. "Don't be so hard on yourself."
"Is it too early to ask what you want to do?" Emily said. "I don't have much experience with this sort of thing."
"I sure hope not," Spencer teased.
Emily giggled and playfully slapped his shoulder. "You know what I mean."
"Yes, I do and I have no experience either. I guess we do what feels right to us. If you want to talk about it now we can. If you want to wait, we can wait," Spencer said as he brushed a stray hair from her face.
Emily seemed to contemplate what he said. She got a smile on her face and bit her lip.
"What?" Spencer asked with a slight chuckle.
"I want to have sex with my fiancée first, then we can talk about it," she said seductively.
Before Spencer could respond, Emily grabbed him by the tie and pulled him towards the bedroom.
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Emily still laid on top of Spencer breathing heavily as the two tried to recover.
"God, that was amazing. I hope this never gets old," Emily sighed as rolled off of him.
Spencer wiped the sweat off his forehead and sat up to reach for his glasses. Once he settled back down, Emily curled against him. Her head in its usual place by his arm and chest. Her hand laying on his stomach and her leg draped over his legs.
"I don't imagine it ever will love," he said as he placed a kiss on the top of her head.
"So, did you have any thoughts about the wedding?" Emily asked, almost timidly.
"Not particularly, no. I figured it should be what you want," he replied.
Emily propped herself up on her elbow and looked at him.
"You should have just as much say in this as I do," she said, appalled at the idea that the woman should decide.
"I wasn't saying I won't help in the decisions. I just want you to get everything you've dreamed of. That would make me the happiest," he said, honestly.
Emily blushed and grinned at him.
"Spencer, you are more than I ever dreamed of," she said leaning forward to kiss him.
Their kiss intensified, before Spencer pushed her back a bit. She smiled sheepishly.
"Sorry," she said.
"No, don't say sorry. It's just, I'm not ready for round two yet. He needs time to recuperate," he said glancing down at his limp friend.
"I know," Emily said snuggling back into his arms. "Ok, well since we've both agreed that we are happy no matter what, do we want to do an actual wedding?"
"Yes. It doesn't have to be elaborate if you don't want, but I'd like to see you indulge a little. Buy a dress, have a reception afterward," Spencer said.
"It's weird I never saw myself marrying anyone and if I did stop to think about it, I was all about a courthouse piece of paper. No fuss, no muss. But now … I don't know … I'm sort of excited with the idea of planning a wedding with you," Emily said, unconsciously snuggling closer to him.
"I understand. You know I don't like to be the center of attention, so this is completely foreign for me. But imagining you walking down the aisle toward me, it makes me get butterflies … in a good way," he said.
"Ok, so we are definitely having a wedding. Do we want to do something like J.J. and Will? Rossi's backyard or something more religious like a church?"
"Uh, well I don't want to do Rossi's backyard, although that is completely apropos since that is where we began. I don't think a church is suitable, as neither of us is very religious," Spencer said.
"That's true, but our other problem is what do we do if we have a case? We'd lose any money we put toward the wedding. I mean, I can try to ask for no cases on a certain date, but if it's something urgent we'd have no choice," Emily frowned.
"That's true. Well, let's hold off on that one for a bit. I have some ideas, but I need to look into it," he replied.
"How soon would you want to do this?"
"Tomorrow," Spencer said making Emily laugh.
"Ok, so the sooner the better," Emily giggled.
"That's right. Don't want you having time to change your mind," he teased.
Emily turned so that she was almost laying on top of him again. She looked at him seriously and shook her head.
"Never," she said.
Spencer lifted his head and pressed his lips to hers. Their lips moving together as one, their fingers tangled in each other's hair. Spencer pushed Emily down onto her pillow as he climbed on top of her.
"Oh, someone is ready for round two," Emily teased as she felt him at her entrance.
"You better believe it," he said before attacking her mouth again.
Emily took his glasses off and put them on the bedside table. She then threw her arms around his neck and pulled him down on top of her.
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Spencer sat at the counter separating the kitchen from the dining area at Derek's. He was looking at some papers in front of him, while Derek was creating some nasty smelling juice in the kitchen.
"This one is nice," Spencer said lifting up one of the papers.
"Yea, that's one of my favorites. I've been renovating that one for about 8 months. It should be complete within the next month or two. Although, for you and Emily, you know I'd push to get it done as quick as possible," Derek said as he added some chunky green liquid to the blender.
Spencer grimaced and stared at the concoction.
"What are you making?" he said, disgusted.
"It's a health juice," Derek said as he poured the drink into a cup. It was thick and goopy.
"It looks like snot," Spencer said with his face still scrunched up.
"It has parsley, spinach, pears, and celery," Derek replied.
Spencer stuck out his tongue.
"Just because you eat like a toddler, doesn't mean all of us do," Derek said taking a sip.
"Most people don't eat like a garbage disposal either," Spencer said jokingly.
"Try a sip. You might like it."
"No thanks. I'll take a vitamin," Spencer said waving off the cup.
"Suit yourself. So, you and Emily discuss when you want to get married?" Derek asked.
"Yea, we have a bit. We haven't finalized any plans yet, obviously, but we are making some progress. I suppose we don't have a lot of time to decide if we want to do it before Emily gets too far along," Spencer said as he flipped through another set of papers.
"Before Emily what?" Derek said mid-drink.
Spencer stopped dead in his tracks. He stared at the papers in front of him trying to think of a good lie, but nothing was coming to him. He slowly looked up at Derek and saw the look in his eyes.
"Shit," Spencer sighed.
"Emily is pregnant?!" Derek said with a big grin on his face.
"Please don't tell anyone," Spencer begged.
"Oh, snap! I mean, I figured y'all were having sex, but this … this like makes it official," Derek laughed.
Spencer looked offended.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. That's mean, man. I just … I dunno … you'll always be my dorky brother. I'm not used to seeing you with a girl on your arm and not imaging you playing chess or reading books," Derek said.
"Geez, Morgan. I'm a fully functioning man! Just because I don't go around telling everyone about my bedroom antics, doesn't mean I've never had any," Spencer snapped. "Seriously! You think Lila and I didn't do anything? What about Austen? I may not be with a different lady every night, but I still have needs and wants."
"I know, I know. I'm sorry," Derek said with sincerity.
Spencer watched him carefully for a moment, before nodding his forgiveness.
"So, how far along is she? How long have you known?" Derek said changing the topic.
"She is just about 4 months now. I found out after my injury," Spencer explained.
"You hopin' for a boy or a girl?" Derek asked as he finished off his drink.
"As long as the baby is healthy I am happy," Spencer said.
"Well, duh. But if you had a choice, boy or girl?"
"I keep picturing a mini Emily," Spencer smiled.
"I just can't believe it man. Engaged and a baby on the way. I'm really proud of you kid. You've come a long way since I met you," Derek said seriously.
"Thank you," Spencer said blushing proudly.
"Does anyone else know about this?"
"No and I'm serious don't tell anyone! Especially Garcia!" Spencer said pointing his finger accusingly at him.
Derek threw up his hands. "I won't say a word, I promise."
