Hey everyone, here is the next chapter for you all. I hope you enjoy this chapter. I feel better than I did yesterday but not completely great. Thank you for the nice messages. I brought a scene that happened in the series into this story and altered it for the alternate universe. Jamie will be around and he's going to depend on Spencer for support. I always thought it must have been hard for Reid growing up without siblings. I wish they'd bring Jane Lynch back into the series. There is such a lack of good Reid episodes in the series and the latest season, I've barely paid attention to it as its lost that spark. Enjoy and I'd love to hear from you all.

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Sitting with Jamie, he looked through the notebook that Jamie had kept with him all day. Jamie had a great deal of talent, he had drawing abilities that Spencer could never replicate. "These are amazing. I really like your portrait drawings. This takes a lot of skill."

"I've just always loved to draw. I'm an average student and I want to go to art college. What about you? What do you do at college?"

"I'm studying a few courses at the moment but soon I'll finish my first PhD. I'm not quite sure what I want to do after college."

"A PhD?" Jamie questioned. "You're only twenty. How can you be getting a PhD?"

"I started studying for it when I was fifteen. My dad encouraged me to start it. I'm classified as a genius but I don't think that intelligence can be classified. When I got tested, I discovered that I can read twenty thousand words per minute and I have an IQ of 187. I'm studying advanced mathematics and engineering at college. I hope to continue them in later years and gain PhD's in them too. I have an eidetic memory too."

"What's an eidetic memory?"

"I remember everything that I read. Every book I've ever read and articles but sometimes it's difficult to bring the facts forward. Not always, but sometimes."

So you're like Brainiac against Superman," Jamie smiled.

"What do you mean?"

"Brainiac is one of Superman's greatest enemies, his goal is to absorb all the information in the universe and turn it into things like him. In some eras, he is good but in most, he's bad. Seems like you won't stop till you know everything in the universe."

"No-one can know everything in the world," Spencer said. "There are new discoveries being made every day, new books being written and the brain can only handle so much information before it would begin to make room for more information."

"Spencer, when will you be coming back to Vegas?"

"I was actually going to ask if you and your mother want to come down to Virginia when you're able to. I'll pay for the plane tickets and I can find somewhere for you to stay. Just promise me that you won't think about William anymore. Don't go after him. He will never let you be happy if he manages to find a way into your life."

"I won't go after him. Just promise that we can come down and see you."

"How about this?" Spencer said before pulling out his phone and bringing up a picture of Maeve. "This is my girlfriend, her name is Maeve. I'd like if you did a drawing of her and when you come down, I can give it to her. A promise that I'll see you soon."

"I'll need a copy of the picture but I'd be happy to do a portrait of her. How long has she been your girlfriend?"

"Since I was fifteen and later this year we'll be celebrating five years together."

"I wish I had something like that," Jamie sighed.

"You like anyone at school?"

"One girl, her name is Kara. I just can't talk to her."

"Do a drawing for her and write to her on the back. Woman love a man who can draw."

Three days later

Maeve jumped on Spencer's back, he began piggybacking her over to the swings before placing her in one of them. He sat on the other swing and brought his bag from his shoulder.

"I love being back at home," she smiled. "I love college and I love being at the same as you but it's so nice to come home. My mom wants us over for dinner tonight."

"Okay," he smiled. "Maeve, I got this for you."

She turned and found him holding a book, there was something inside of it, bookmarking a page. She took it and looked at the front cover. "You got me a copy of Jane Eyre."

"Open it to the bookmarked page," Spencer said.

Maeve opened the book and felt her breath leave her. She untied the ring from the small piece of ribbon. She looked at the piece of paper attached to it.

"I ask you to pass through life at my side—to be my second self, and best earthly companion," Spencer recited from memory. "Maeve, will you marry me?"

Maeve looked at the ring before looking back to Spencer, she smiled and felt her eyes water. "Of course, I'll marry you."

She jumped up with the ring in her hand. Spencer rose up and picked her up. She kissed him before getting back to her feet. Untying the ring from the piece of paper, he slid it on her finger and kissed her. "I love you."

"I love you too," she cried with joy. The ring was beautiful and sparkled in the sun. Spencer hugged Maeve and was so happy she had said yes to him.

Hotch sat in his kitchen, he rubbed his eyes and tried to shake off the feeling inside of him. He felt awful and struggled to focus on the paper in front of him. He brought up the glass of water and drank a small amount of it. He got off the stool but swayed for a moment. He grabbed the side as he felt his body begin to fail him.

"Oh, god."

He fell to the floor and hit the ground, he faintly heard the sound of the glass smashing before darkness overcame him.

Ten minutes later

Reid walked into his house, Maeve waited at the door while he popped in to grab a jacket. He opened the door and walked in. He froze when he saw the motionless body of his father on the floor. "DAD!"

He rushed over and knelt next to him. He turned him over and found his father sweating and incredibly pale. "Dad, it's Spencer. Wake up! Please, wake up!"

Maeve rushed in and gasped. Spencer looked up to her. "Call 911."

She nodded and quickly brought out her phone. He looked down and tried to get his father to wake up. "Dad, wake up. You always used to get worried when I wouldn't wake up and now I'm worried. Wake up."

He checked his pulse and found it fast and erratic.

The next day

Hotch moaned gently, he sighed and opened his eyes slowly. He frowned when he found himself in a hospital room. He looked to his side and found Garcia smiling at him.

"Hey, Hotch. How are you doing?" she asked gently.

"Feel like hell. What happened? Why am I here?"

"You had internal bleeding from some scar tissue connected with your stab wounds from Foyet. Spencer came home and found you unconscious on the floor. He saved your life. The doctors said if you had been found any later, you may have bled to death."

"Where is he?" Hotch said suddenly. Garcia put a hand on his arm and calmed him down. She pointed to the other side. "He's over there with Jack."

Hotch turned his head and found both his sons sleeping on the couch. Jack had fallen asleep on Spencer's leg and had Spencer's jacket covering him. Spencer had fallen asleep with his arm around his brother. "Are they okay?"

"They're fine, Hotch. Spencer got a little shaken up when they brought you in but we've all helped him calm down. They've both been here since you came out of surgery. They refuse to leave. We've all been so worried about you."

"Didn't exactly plan on collapsing," Hotch said gently. "Thank you for taking care of them."

"My pleasure," she smiled. "I'll continue you to look after them while you're in here. The doctor said you have to stay a few days and then after that, take it easy."

"Thank you."

"Oh, Spencer has some news to tell you. I'll let him tell you."

"Dad," a slurred voice came from next to him. Hotch looked up and smiled as Spencer woke up. He watched Spencer carefully move off the couch, lowering Jack's head till it was on the cushion. He walked over and hugged him. "I'm happy you're okay, dad."

"Sorry for scaring you."

"I've scared you before so I guess where we're even," he smiled. "The doctor said you'd make a full recovery."

"I will," Hotch nodded slowly. "Garcia said that you've got something to tell me."

"I'll tell you later," Spencer said. "I don't want you to have to handle too much."

"Tell me, Spencer Hotchner-Reid."

"I asked Maeve to marry me and she said yes. We're going to wait to get married but we're engaged."

Hotch smiled. "Congratulations, son."

"Thanks," Spencer said before taking a shaky breath. "I thought I was going to lose you."

"I'm a lot tougher than that. Come here."

Spencer hugged his father. "I'd never leave you and Jack. Never in a million years."

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