"How was it?" Lauren asked Spencer when she saw him walk back in the door after he had come back from California and successfully managed to be part of the team that had found the Golden Coast Gun Man. He was wearing his sunglasses as he rubbed his forehead and looked at Lauren, frown lines appearing on his skin as he looked at her.

"Fine" he said, seeing she was sat on the floor, marking through school books, her legs crossed beneath her, dressed in her trousers and long cream blouse whilst her hair hung loose. Spencer moved to sit on the sofa and she looked up to him as he grabbed onto her hand, leant forward and kissed her knuckle sweetly, removing his sunglasses.

"I missed you again" she admitted "and you were only gone for a few days"

"If it's any consolation…I think I missed you more" he promised her, grabbing onto her wrist and pulling her from the floor, dragging her backwards until she was sat in his lap, his arm holding her to him around her waist.

"Just promise me you won't get called away on our wedding day" she giggled and rested her head onto his shoulder as his fingers played with the soft fabric of her blouse which he had been pulled out of her trouser waistband.

"I think I can manage that" he said and kissed her lightly on her hair "how's work going?"

"It's good" she yawned, looking at the clock which read half past ten at night "I've got thirty stories to mark for tomorrow…only one more left to do"

"Not too bad then…and let me guess…I'm distracting you?" he chuckled and Lauren shrugged, snuggling closer into Spencer's brown pullover;

"I can do it in the morning" she said "why did you have your sunglasses on?"

"No reason…it was just bright" he shrugged "and I had a slight headache"

"How bad was it?" Lauren sat up straight and looked at him in panic as he shook his head;

"I'm fine Lauren" he promised, looking into her eyes "it's just the flying and the stress of the job…sometimes it gets to me…after a good night sleep then I will be fine" he lied.

"Really?" she checked, looking into his eyes and making sure he wasn't lying to her.

"Honest" he deceived her "now I need coffee…you finish marking those and then we can go to bed, okay?"

"Spencer" Lauren grumbled, flipping onto her side to face him in the unusually dark room. He always had a light on. Lauren switched the beeping alarm off and sat up slowly, looking around the room, but she didn't need to look too far before she saw a note on Spencer's pillow;

'Lauren, I've gone in early to do some paperwork. Sorry I didn't tell you sooner but I didn't want to wake you. I'll see you tonight, Spencer x'

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"Mr Reid?" a voice ran out as Spencer sat in the corridor of chairs, leaning forwards, his hands resting together, his sunglasses held in his hand as his eyes were narrowed and looking forward before being snapped out of his trance by the nurse.

"It's Dr Reid" he corrected her, walking behind her as she spoke to him about procedure. Spencer didn't know why he had lied to Lauren. He guessed that he didn't want to worry her when she had her new job and a wedding to be excited about. But she was his fiancée. She had a right to know. But there was nothing wrong with him. It was just a medical condition; he continued to tell himself, one that would go away. But he had had it for three days in a row and he wasn't sleeping or eating well. Spencer lay quietly as the medical doctor observed him via a machine and he continued to think about what could be wrong with him. He had booked a hospital appointment early in the morning so he would be able to get to work on time and thankfully they had a spot for him.

"There's nothing medically wrong with you" were the first words Spencer heard when he entered the doctor's office.

"That's impossible" Spencer shook his head "I have headaches…all the time"

"Dr Reid" the elder man said seriously "I've read through your family history and…" he trailed off when Spencer shook his head and spoke;

"Don't" he said "don't talk about my mother…I…it can't be"

"Maybe it is best for you to see someone about schizophrenia Dr Reid?" he suggested and Spencer stood up;

"I'll be fine. Thank you for your time" he said and then left the office, placing his shades onto his eyes as he moved down the clinical corridors. At twenty nine he wasn't going to let it affect him yet. Not when he had a fiancée to look after.

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