Back to happy, fluffy Reid and Maggie. Is everyone still okay out there? No irreversable damage from the perils of Maggie?-J

"I know that I will never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
But in my life I love you more."-The Beatles 'In My Life'

The next morning Maggie woke up in the arms of her dream man and knew that with the exception of the cats, they had the house to themselves once again. There was no team of FBI agents in the kitchen or, worse yet, down the hall. Watching Spencer's peaceful face as he slept almost made her believe that the events of the previous few days had been nothing more than a bad dream. And that was a dream she was happy to have over and get on with her real life with Spencer. She loved watching him sleep. It was a rare treat because he so often was up before her so she just laid there and watched his chest rise and fall and twirled her fingers into his longish hair. As she watched him, she remembered all of the things he said to her the night before while she dealt with the aftershock of her run in with Paul.

He had been doing little more than rambling but he had said such lovely things. He talked about their children. That they would have a daughter and might name her Elizabeth and perhaps a son and perhaps they would adopt as well. He talked of dance recitals and science fairs and trips to museums and even the Grand Canyon. He talked of their children graduating high school and college and how proud they'd be when they saw them married off and being present for the births of their grandchildren. She smiled thinking about watching Spencer teaching their children how to ride a bike…assuming he knew himself. Oh hell, he surely knows the physics behind it, how hard can it be?

Spencer began to stir and opened his eyes to see her watching him. He began to say good morning but she stopped him with a deep and passionate kiss. When she broke away he looked surprised.

"I'm not complaining but what brought that on?"

"You, you're just so sexy."

"Maggie, you don't have your contacts in yet, do you?"

"Stop it, silly! You are sexy to me. You haven't figured that out yet?"

"I guess you leave little hints here and there but I don't get it."

"Then I guess I just have to show you."

And with that she climbed on him and began kissing all over his face and neck while his hands brazenly explored her body.


Later while the two were just lying together basking in what could best be described as afterglow; Maggie heard a grumbling sound and giggled.

"Sweetie, I think we forgot about dinner last night. We should get up and eat something."

"I guess we should."

Minutes later the two were seated at the kitchen table munching happily on muffins left over from Maggie's anxiety filled cooking of the previous days.

"You know I love your team, but I am so glad they are gone right now."

"I know. It feels good to have our lives back."

"But I was thinking, my prince. Thanksgiving is coming up soon. Perhaps we could invite the family for a big traditional dinner. Unless you think they all might have other plans."

"I think they'd be very pleased indeed at the thought even if not all could make it."

"You'll ask them on Monday when you go into work?"

He smiled and nodded.

The rest of the weekend was spent trying to feel normal again and much of it was spent in bed as they had each discovered a renewed passion for the other; Spencer because he was once again reminded of how easily he could lose her and Maggie because she now saw him as her hero and rescuer. Oh he had in the past rescued her heart from a lifetime of loneliness but this time he had actually saved her life.


On Monday Spencer was preparing his coffee when Morgan walked up.

"Hey, how's Maggie doing?"

"She was a little shaky about going back to the scene of the crime but she's going to be fine."

"I couldn't believe you charging an armed suspect."

"You thought I'd just stand there? Besides, he lowered the gun and Maggie had him distracted. I didn't see you running in."

"I know it's what we told her to do but I was pretty shocked at what I was seeing."

"She's my fiancée Morgan, what did you have to be shocked about?"

"It was a pretty steamy kiss."

"Not as steamy as the ones I get."

Morgan grinned.

"I would have never suspected it of you."

Reid rolled his eyes and then remembered something.

"Hey, are you going back to Chicago for Thanksgiving?"

"I doubt it. It doesn't look like we're going to get a decent break, why?"

"Maggie wanted me to invite the team for a big traditional family thanksgiving."

"Tell her to count me in."

By the time Maggie called him at lunch time he had been able to ask everyone except Rossi and Hotch about Thanksgiving and everyone had accepted the invitation. J.J. seemed grateful not to have to decide whose parents to visit or to have to make a dinner for her little family. Prentiss looked relieved to not have to deal with her mother. They had gotten past some of their issues but not all and a whole day of the Ambassador was nothing she was looking forward to. Garcia was excited. This was her only family and she and Kevin would have been eating turkey just the two of them otherwise. After lunch he climbed the stairs and went to Rossi's office first and knocked on the frame of the opened door. Rossi looked up.

"Hey Reid, what's up?"

"I wanted to thank you for everything you did while Maggie was being, um, well you know."

"Aside from the fact that I really like Maggie, I also really like you. You're a good kid. You kind of grow on a person. You know I'd never leave you hanging."

"I know. I just really appreciate it and so does Maggie. And I needed to ask you something."

"A favor, really? You're going to thank me and then ask for a favor?"

"It's not a favor. Just, if you don't have any other plans, Maggie is planning a big traditional Thanksgiving and she wants to invite all of you. If you already have plans, we understand, of course."

"I actually don't have plans and Maggie's cooking alone is enough of a reason to accept. And I am accepting the invitation."

Reid smiled and walked to Hotch's office next door. The door was closed and he didn't want to bother the unit chief but if he didn't talk to him, Maggie was going to give him that look and he couldn't bear that. So he knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Reid opened the door and poked his head in.

"Hey Hotch, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, come on in, Reid."

Hotch sat up straighter in his seat having been somewhat hunched over paperwork and he fixed his eyes on the young man in front of him.

"Is Maggie alright?"

"She's working on it but she's tougher than she looks. She's been through worse in her life."

"I'm glad it turned out so well. What did you want to ask me?"

"Would you and Jack like to come over for Thanksgiving? The rest of the team is coming and Maggie is already planning a huge traditional feast. Of course if you already have plans…"

"We don't and we'd love to. Should I bring anything?"

"Just yourselves and your appetites."

Reid headed back down to his desk smiling knowing how happy this would make Maggie.