Man, I'm sorry about how things turned out, you guys...but at the same time, am I really?

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Neither Spencer nor Richard sleep. Hours pass slowly, the silence surrounding them is oddly deafening. Richard leaves to get coffee for the both of them when Spencer sees it. Devyn's eyes flutter open, a haze of sleep and confusion clouding them.

"Devyn?" Spencer leans forward and whispers to her. Devyn mumbles incoherently but she lifts her right hand weakly over her stomach. Her shaky fingers feel the bandage under the blanket and gown and despite her foggy mind, she knows. Knows that her baby is gone.

Spencer's eye flicker away from Devyn's face and towards the monitor displaying her vitals. He watches her heartbeat rise as her breathing increases. His own heart breaks.

"It's okay," Spencer stands and moves to sit on the edge of the bed. Devyn shakes her head weakly while tears spill from her eyes. "I'm here, it's going to be okay, I promise." Leaning forward, Spencer rests his forehead against Devyn's, his own tears falling to join her own.

Eventually, Devyn cries herself back to sleep but Spencer doesn't move. He lies on the bed next to her, his arm wrapped around her. And even though she's asleep, Devyn's hand grips his tightly.

"She woke up," Spencer says softly when Richard returns. "Not for long before she fell back to sleep." He turns his head towards her and presses a kiss to her temple.

Richard sighs and nods, setting Spencer's coffee down on the little table in the room. His hands aren't exactly free enough right now to hold it. He doesn't bother asking how she was, he can see the faint tear tracks down her face.

Richard leans his head against his hand and closes his eyes. Not to sleep, just to...rest. He notices before Reid when Devyn wakes again. Richard thinks the other man was about to fall asleep himself when she moves, jolting him awake.

As quietly as he can, Richard stands and leaves the room. Yes, he wants to be there for Devyn and he will be. But right now, he knows it's best to give the couple time alone.

"Hey," Spencer whispers to Devyn. She tries to lift her right arm but flinches and releases his hand with her left before rubbing her eyes.

"Mm, what," Devyn mutters, scrunching her eyes closed before opening them again.

"Dev, hey, you with me?"

"Spencer?" Devyn asks, her voice muddled with confusion.

"Yeah, yeah, it's me," He nods, shifting on the bed to look at her better. "Do you remember what happened?"

Groaning, Devyn moves her hand to rest over her stomach. Her breath hitches and her eyes sting. "I-..."

"I know, I know," Spencer nods, voice soft. He gently wipes the tears that fall down her cheeks away before holding her to him, petting her hair. "They told me."

"Is...?" Devyn sniffs when she trails off, her hand still resting on her abdomen.

"There's nothing they could do," Devyn nods and bites her lip hard. She tries to ignore the lump building in her throat and pulls the tubes from under her nose away.

"Hey, leave-" Spencer tries to stop her but she waves him off.

"It's fine," Devyn tries to keep her voice quiet but it doesn't stop it from breaking. She covers her mouth when she starts to cry again.

Spencer pulls her closer to him, letting her bury her face in his chest. "We'll be okay."

Devyn nods but she doesn't speak until she calms down. She stays leaning against Spencer, her fingers picking at the buttons on his shirt. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you," She whispers, voice hoarse.

"No, it's okay," Spencer takes a deep breath and shakes his head, hand rubbing her arm. "You would've. I'm sorry I wasn't here."

"It's not your fault," The last thing Devyn wants is for Spencer to blame himself. Maybe it's selfish, but she doesn't need him getting caught up in his head right now in that way he does. She needs him here, with her.

"Does it hurt?"

"Which part?" Devyn mumbles sarcastically and Spencer squeezes her closer to him before placing a kiss to her hairline. "I can feel it, but as long as I don't move much, it doesn't hurt." Spencer had requested non-narcotic pain medication as soon as he could for Devyn. Though it's not as strong as others, the risks are bigger. Especially with what she's going through.

"Richard's outside," Spencer informs her and Devyn hums, grateful for the chance in subject.

"He is?"

"Of course, he hasn't left," Spencer nods, flinching when Devyn suddenly sits up.

"Is he okay?" She demands, eyes wide. A painful wave of guilt hits her for not having thought of the man before.

"He's fine, he's fine," Spencer assures her, guiding her back to lie down. "But you're not, okay? You need to-you need to..."

"Hey," It's Devyn's turn to soothe him. She places her hand on his cheek and he looks down at her, taking a deep breath. Devyn opens her mouth to say...something. She doesn't know. So instead, she leans forward and presses her lips against his.

When Devyn pulls back, Spencer follows her but he stops himself and opens his eyes. Devyn pulls her lips back but the smile doesn't completely reach her eyes. She rubs her thumb over his cheek, gaze surveying his features before she sighs, and leans her forehead against his collarbone.

Richard rejoins them only a few minutes later when he could no longer sit outside. He's been with Devyn since she got out of surgery but it's different, now that she's awake. A smile pulls his lips back as he goes around to the other side of the bed. Devyn tries to return it while reaching out for his hand.

Without a word, he picks up the nasal cannula still spilling out oxygen and puts it back in place under her nose and behind her ears. Devyn wants to roll her eyes but she doesn't and lets him. It's his way of showing he cares, she knows that just as well as she knows he'll never openly admit it.

After replacing the tubes, Richard cups her cheek briefly, eyes scanning her face. Devyn nods just slightly and he does so back. She'll be okay, he knows she will. She's strong but losing a child...even if it's not the same, he knows what it's like. Though she hadn't known about her baby for long, she had still known. She'd had this image of her child in her head. What he or she would be like when they were brought into this world, who they would grow into, who'd they'd be. And considering the child's parents, they would've been a pretty amazing person. But now...now that's gone. The life she was creating, growing inside of her, gone, just like that. Leaving nothing but an empty feeling behind.

The doctor comes by soon after, talking and checking up on her. He decides it's safe to move her out of the intensive care unit and into a recovery room. Devyn hates the process of the move and she hates staying in the hospital even worse. But with Spencer by her side, it's not as bad as it could be.

All the commotion, even if she doesn't move much herself, tires Devyn out and she's asleep as soon as the last nurse leaves the room. She'd like the blame the pain meds.

But when she wakes again, it's not to silence that before. There are hushes voices flowing around her and Devyn slowly blinks her eyes open, cheek pressed against Spencer's shoulder.

"Oh, you're awake," Penelope is the first one to notice, her words alerting everyone else in the room. "How are you? Wait, that's a stupid question."

Devyn grumbles a wipes the sleep from her eyes before releasing a big yawn. Her eyelids continue to droop but she forces them open to look around the room. Garcia stands beside her, smiling softly. Richard is on the little couch below the window, out of the way while Morgan stands on Spencer's side of the bed.

"There she is," He chuckles and reaches forward to pat her knee under the blanket. "The others wanted to come but we thought it best not to crowd." Derek informs her and she nods a little. "They're going to stop by later if you're up for it."

Devyn shrugs, still half asleep, and snuggles more into her boyfriend's side. "And I got you..." Garcia draws the word out and turns away from Devyn, blocking the woman's view of whatever it is that she picks up. That is until she spins back around. "A care basket," Penelope informs her, setting the container down on the end of the bed. "You know, just some things," She takes out the blanket on top and places it gently over Devyn's lap who reaches out her hand to feel the soft material. Garcia then proceeds to pulls out a few other things, including a few of her trinkets. To 'brighten up the place', she says.

"Thank you," Devyn whispers and clears her sore throat. Spencer immediately moves to pour her a cup of water and hands it to her, hovering in case she needs help. But he doesn't force it because he knows it'll only upset her.

Morgan's phone rings and he steps out of the room after glancing at the caller id.

"Well, I would've brought you some snacks but I heard something about a soft food diet," Garcia winces and Devyn nods. Though she hasn't been able to eat since waking up, she's not looking forward to it. For more than that single reason. "Well, as soon as you're able, I'll take you out for your favorite. Whatever you want." Penelope announces cheerfully and Devyn really tries to smile at her enthusiasm but her grin falls quickly.

"Reid," Morgan pokes his head back into the room and nods over his shoulder. "Talk to you for a sec?" Spencer looks to Devyn before answering, her eyes unsure. But she nods after a moment, squeezing his hand before letting go.

"What is it?" Reid's eyebrows furrow when he joins Derek in the hallway, glancing at the door to Devyn's room when he closes it.

Derek follows his eyes before looking around them. "They got them," He says and Spencer cocks his head to the side. "The guys who did this. They got 'em."

Spencer releases a sigh and closes his eyes. Even with everything going on he hadn't forgotten about the man who shot his pregnant girlfriend. The man who killed his unborn child. But he wasn't going to leave her side for a second and in the end, he didn't need to.

Turning away from his friend, Spencer looks back at the closed hospital door. And though it might be the end for those men, who he'll do whatever it takes to make sure they go away forever, it's not the end for Devyn. For him. She'll heal physically, in time. And even if Devyn is the strongest person he's ever met, losing a child, unborn or not, affects everyone differently.

"Hey, kid, you know she's going to be okay, right?"

Spencer nods but still doesn't look at Derek. He ducks his head instead, thinking. Devyn wouldn't approve, he knows, but he can't stop. He wants to believe Morgan's words, and he thinks in time they will come to be but, how much time? And will whatever happens in that time heal them, or tear everything apart?


1. I was going for an ominous ending. Did it work?
2. Devyn cried a lot, got some out of her system, but she's still got a lot to work though...guess we'll have to see how that goes.
3. Richard is such a dad. It's so great and I love it!
4. The entire BAU team are such good friends to Devyn. Though we only say Garcia and Morgan this time, the others will make an appearance.

Thanks for reading! As always, leave your thoughts, theories, and reactions! Until next time!


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