Title: Feels Like Home
Author: Trista Groulx aka dustytiger
Rating: T same at the show
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS or Criminal Minds sadly. I remain a poor barista and artist who is borrowing all these lovely characters who belong to their network, creator, writers, actors and actresses who bring them alive, to play out a fan fueled idea.
Summary: Spencer Reid meets Abby Sciuto at a lecture, and things grow form there.
Notes: Time for some fuzzies with Diana! Thanks for the support kids, keep the kind words coming.

Abby and Reid had gone to visit with his mom since it had been a while. Abby had taken to writing her as well, and in her last few letters she had been telling them how excited she was to be seeing them. Reid had left the room to go to talk to her doctors, wanting to let them visit for a little while. Abby had taken to writing her as well.

"Your letters are lovely Abby," Diana told her, smiling.

"I like your letters too, you always paint such a picture, of what's going on," Abby explained.

"Thank you, I told you I might have something for you." She reached into a drawer.

"It's okay, really I don't need anything."

"Please I'd like you to take them."

Diana took out two items which were wrapped one in light blue paper the other in light pink. They looked like books as Abby reached for them. She opened the carefully and when she saw the titles she was confused. The books were "Where the Sidewalk ends" and "A Light in the Attic" by Shel Silverstein.

"I don't think I understand," Abby told her.

"They're for the baby," Diana explained.

Abby shook her head. "We're going to the specialist this week, we're not even sure there will be a baby and if there is it won't happen any time soon."

"You're going to want to take a test before you keep that appointment my dear. A mother knows. "

She laughed. "All right, but I'm not getting my hopes up this time."

"All right, do you like the books?"

"I do, yes, I loved them when I was little. Thank you, honestly. Even if it doesn't happen right away the baby will know that his or her first gift is from his or her grandmother."

"I'm glad you like them, and I plan to be a Nana."

"All right his or her nana," Abby assured her, putting the books into her bag not wanting to spoil the weekend visit with another disappointing baby talk.

"I chose these books because they were some of the first books Spencer could read. It's funny I think he could read before he wanted to talk."

"Wanted to talk?" Abby asked.

"Yes, he knew basic words, yes, no, mom, dad, hungry, thirsty, but he didn't start to put it all together like other kids his age, but he used to sit with books for hours. He was always quiet and I didn't think anything of it. I was reading him some of the poems from A Light in the Attic one day, and he started to whisper the words along. I always read to him, I could read to him for hours and hours, all the voices always listened. It was amazing I've never been so proud of him albeit frustrated. He was a remarkable little boy. I know a mother is bias but I always thought he was my perfect angel."

"He's a remarkable person in general, honestly you did something very right to have a son like him. I'm feel lucky to have him in my life every day. It would be so amazing if our kids were as smart as him."

She smiled. "As smart as both his or her parents Abby, don't forget that, but you'll have your challenges too." She laughed. "With a brilliant mind comes a lot of mischief that comes from above average curiosity.

"I know we will, but it'll be worth it. Thank you that's kind, he sounds like a very unique child."

"It's the most rewarding thing I've ever done. I would imagine you were too Abby."

She shrugged. "I wish I could ask my parents that sort of thing. My brother's younger than me. I have some aunts and uncles who tell some tales of little Abby trying to solve who had lost an earing, or a glove stuff like that, but it's not the same."

"You're right it isn't." She hugged her.

Abby smiled but felt tears forming. "I'm sorry," she whispered.

"There is no need to apologise for having feelings Abby, especially when they involve your parents. I still miss my own parents and I didn't have them stolen from me like you did."

"Thank you."

There was a soft knock on the door and Reid came back into the room. "Doctor Norman says we can go for dinner."

"That sounds wonderful Spencer," Diana smiled.

"I think it's your turn to get some time with your mom," Abby told her husband. " I think I'm gonna go get some bleach wipes and then have a nice soak in that huge tub in our room."

The three of them left Bennington's together. Reid dropped her off at the hotel, knowing that anything she would need would be within walking distance. He kissed her softly before she left and then went to a small Indian restaurant they both enjoyed. He hoped everything was all right with Abby but focused on having a good meal with his mom, since he didn't get to see her enough.

Notes: So... was that evil? I think it might be but you'll see what happens will likely post a little early too :D