Molly woke up the next morning to find herself alone in bed. She walked out to the living room to find Spencer sitting on the floor surrounded by photos and books. He was intently flipping through pages of a scrapbook.

"Hey love, what are you doing?" Molly asked as she shuffled over to him.

"Hey, I remember more stuff," he said looking over his shoulder at her.

Molly grinned and sat down next to him. He handed her a picture of him as a child wearing a cowboy hat, a t-shirt, no pants, and boots.

"This was at my uncle's farm. My dad and mom took me there when I was 4," he said.

He handed her another picture. He was a bit older snuggled on his mom's lap.

"This was my 8th birthday," he said then started tossing photos one by one at a laughing Molly. "This was when I did my first magic show, this is Penelope's birthday party, this is when Henry was born, this is his Christening, I remember nearly everything! It's all slowly coming back to me."

"I am so happy for you, Spence," Molly said as she placed the photos down. "We should go celebrate. Why don't I take you out for lunch?"

"Can we invite everyone? I want them all to know," he said like a kid showing off his new toy.

"Sure, I'll text them," Molly nodded as she stood up.

"But don't tell them. I want it to be a surprise," Spencer said as he went back to looking at photos.

"I won't," Molly giggled as she walked off to find her phone.

(xxxxx)

Molly and Spencer sat patiently at the restaurant waiting for the team to arrive. They were luckily not on a case, so they were able to meet for lunch. Spencer sat nervously fiddling with his fingers. Molly smiled at his excitement. She reached over and grabbed his hands. He looked at her and gave a small smile.

With that the doorbell chimed and they saw the team filing in one-by-one. Spencer and Molly stood to give a round of hugs. Once everyone said their hellos, they began to find their seats. The waitress came over and took everyone's drink orders. Once she walked away, Spencer looked at J.J.

"How's Batman?" he asked casually.

"Oh, he's a little terror. I thought taking care of babies was hard. He ate a hole in our couch, peed in Will's work shoes, and helped himself to Henry's breakfast this morning," she said making everyone chuckle.

"That's why cats are better," Emily said shooting J.J. a teasing look.

"Ehhh, that's not what you said before Emily," Spencer said as the waitress handed out their drinks.

The team looked at one another taken off guard and looked back at Spencer.

"I'm sorry?" Emily said furrowing her brow.

"You told me you like dogs better than cats because they are friendlier and snuggle more. You said Sergio is too much like a man. Only wants attention when he's interested, stubborn, and boring," Spencer said before taking a sip of his iced tea.

"Reid …" Emily said slowly.

Spencer looked up at her with a smile on his face. "Yes?"

"Did … did you just remember something I said to you months ago?" Emily asked.

Spencer's smile grew wider, as did Molly's. Spencer nodded and Penelope squealed.

"Did you get your memory back?" J.J. asked, as a smile stretched across her face.

"Most of it," Spencer answered as he laughed with happiness.

Everyone started talking at once. Tears were shed, congratulations were offered, and genuine happiness spread around the table.

"Did you just wake up like this?" Derek asked.

"No, last night when we got home I had a moment that triggered a memory. It was the only one I had for the first few hours. I laid in bed all night tossing and turning. Around 3am I went out to the living room and started looking at my books and photo albums and it just started pouring out like a door had been opened," Spencer explained.

"Did you sleep at all last night?" Molly asked, surprised by his confession.

"And risk waking up to no memories again?" Spencer said shaking his head.

"We are so glad to have you back boy wonder! We really missed you," Penelope said.

Spencer smiled at her as the group continued to ask him questions and celebrate his memory.

(xxxxx)

Molly was sitting at the table in the kitchen looking at wedding venues. It was nearing the end of August and they were running out of time to plan. She clicked website after website, but nothing seemed to scream at her. They all seemed very un-Spencer and un-Molly like. She sighed and leaned back in her chair, rubbing her growing baby bump.

She was just about to take a break, when the door to the apartment swung open.

"Hey, close your eyes," she heard Spencer call out to her.

"What?" Molly said resisting the urge to turn around.

"Close your eyes. I have a surprise for you," Spencer said.

"A surprise? What? Why?" Molly said as she obeyed his request.

"I don't need a reason to surprise you. I just want to. Now are your eyes closed?"

"Yes, Spencer, they are closed," she sighed.

She heard Spencer huffing as he carried something closer to her. She heard an odd sound hit the wood flooring and then Spencer told her to open her eyes. Molly turned in his direction and saw a beautiful Siberian Husky sitting perfectly still in front of her.

The dog's eyes were a brilliant blue and stared back at her with curiosity, but obedience. Spencer was kneeling next to the grey and white dog and smiling nervously at her.

"So, before you freak, here me out," Spencer said. "I went to the shelter to ask some questions about possibly getting a dog that would be a good guard dog while I'm away, I always worry about you when I'm not around and with Reidlet on the way, my concern has gotten worse. While I was talking to one of the workers, this beautiful boy was being dragged to a room.

I asked why they were dragging him like that and the girl told me that he was being put to sleep. I asked her why and she said they didn't have enough room and nobody wanted him. He'd been with the shelter for over a year. Turned out he's deaf and nobody wants an adult disabled dog.

So, I couldn't, I mean … I just couldn't let them do that. He's a perfectly good dog. Just because his hearing is off, doesn't mean he isn't worthy of a home. I'm sorry I didn't ask your permission first and if you don't want him, I'll try to find him a proper home. I just couldn't let them kill him," Spencer said, his eyes pleading with her to understand.

Molly stood up slowly and stepped toward Spencer. She could tell he was trying to read her expression. Without saying a word, Molly wrapped her arms around Spencer's neck and gave him a kiss on his cheek.

"You have the biggest heart, Spencer Reid," Molly said pressing her forehead against his.

"So, you aren't mad at me?" he asked in surprise.

"No, love. I'm not mad at you," Molly said as she stepped back from him and bent down to face the dog. "Besides, look at this angel. He's so well behaved," she held her hand out to the dog who sniffed it and gave her a small lick. "Does he have a name?"

"Sky," Spencer said. "We can change it though if you want."

Molly ran her fingers along Sky's fluffy soft head. The dog leaned forward to give her a gentle lick on the nose, making Molly giggle.

"No, Sky is fine with me," Molly said as she continued to pet the dog.

Spencer stood watching his future wife giving their newest edition hugs and kisses. His heart felt as if it were going to burst with happiness. He truly found the love of his life and knew without a shadow of a doubt that she was the one for him. He found his soul mate.