Emotioooooooooooonss!

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"You sure?"

"Yeah, you have it," Devyn pushes the little cup and spoon across the small table towards Spencer. "You love jello."

"Yes, but I like you eating more," He whispers to her, shifting slightly on the hospital bed.

"I don't like the green," Devyn shrugs and Spencer shakes his head.

"That's what you said about the orange," He reminds her, eyebrows rising on his forehead.

"No one likes orange jello," Devyn defends and Spencer's lips twitch up into a tiny smile. Richard's gone. Devyn all but forced him to go home and take a shower. Change and get some food. She told Spencer to do the same but didn't try again when he said he wasn't leaving. Derek had brought him a change of clothes and he showered at the hospital. As he sees it, there's no reason for him to leave.

"I'll try later, okay?" Devyn whispers, more to appease Spencer than anything. Though he doesn't look happy about it, Spencer nods.

Hotch stops by briefly but Devyn convinces him to leave soon. To spend his day off with his son. JJ and Emily come next. Both women offer Devyn a hug, JJ hanging on just a little longer, her hand rubbing up and down Devyn's back.

"I'd say Garcia but the last time she spoke of flowers, she said something about being sad when she thinks about how they'll eventually die," Emily trails off with a thoughtful look, her fingertips barely touching the edge of the large bouquet sitting on another table.

"A few of the hospital staff," Spencer informs the dark-haired woman. Devyn's heart warms at the thought of them getting together to buy her flowers. It's simple but it means a lot to her. Turns out she has more friends than she thought. "They brought them by earlier."

"That's nice," JJ comments with a soft smile and Devyn briefly meets her eyes before looking away. "Hey, Spence, why don't you and Em go down to the cafeteria, get some food." Emily herself looks to the blonde, a little confused but she nods when the other woman gives her a look.

"Yeah, come on, Reid," She motions for the younger man to follow her but his attention is on Devyn who sighs before nodding. She offers him a smile and a quick kiss before waving him off.

"D'you tell anyone else?" Devyn speaks before JJ can but she doesn't look her way to see the woman shaking her head.

"No, no, of course not," Moving from her seat under the window, JJ walks around the bed and sits lightly on the edge. "Does Spenc-"

"Yeah, he knows," Devyn cuts JJ off with a nod before sniffing and wiping her eyes.

"Hey, I get it," JJ places her hand on Devyn's arm and the younger woman peeks up at her through her lashes, eyes red and glassy. "I do. I understand." Despite JJ's face becoming blurred when Devyn's eyes fill with more tears, she can see that she's sincere, that she really does understand.

Nodding, Devyn lets her tears fall down her cheeks and leans into JJ when she wraps her arms around her. "It does get better," JJ assures her, hand rubbing her arm comfortingly. "It does."

"When?" Devyn sniffs and wipes her eyes but doesn't pull away.

"I can't say specifically," JJ shrugs. "Just in time."

By the time Spencer and Emily get back, JJ has moved to the chair beside the bed. And though her eyes are still a little puffy, Devyn is no longer crying. But she's also dating a profiler. Spencer gives her a worried, questioning look when he sees her but she shakes her head and smiles slightly, accepting the juice he offers her.

After Spencer retakes his position on the bed beside Devyn, Emily settles down as well, and the four pass around light conversation until there's a knock on the door. "Hey," A head of dirty blonde hair slowly moves into the room, its owner offering a sheepish smile. "Sorry to just pop in." He says and enters when Devyn waves for him too, revealing the flowers in his hands.

"Hey, Mason," Devyn greets after swallowing.

"Clare picked them out," He motions to the flowers while setting them next to the others. "She and the twins say hey and wish you well soon."

"Tell them I said thank you," Devyn smiles, relaxing against Spencer's side. "I should thank you, as well. Heard you helped save my life."

"Eh," Mason shrugs with mock bashfulness before turning more serious. He glances at the others in the room, his eye briefly landing on Devyn's covered stomach before his eyes fall to the floor. "I'm glad you're doing okay."

"Yeah," Devyn whispers.

"Well, if you need anything..." He trails off and Devyn nods her thanks at the offer. "I'll get out of your hair, bye Dev, Spencer."

"I didn't think he'd remember me," Spencer mumbles after the man leaves and Devyn snorts.

"I talk about you a lot," She admits and Spencer smiles. He's had an engagement ring burning a hole in his bag for way to long, yet he still gets flustered when the woman he plans on proposing to compliments him or says something like she just did.

Spencer's stomach flips that the thought of proposing. Nothing's changed, he still wants to marry Devyn but...with everything that's just happened, he's not so sure now is a good time. He hadn't really had a plan in the first place but he was building up to it soon. But now he thinks soon isn't the best idea.

"Hey," Devyn's voice pulls him from his thoughts and he blinks down at her. "Where'd you go?"

"Nowhere," He shakes his head, his lips pulling back into a smile before he leans forward, pressing them against Devyn's in a short kiss.

"We're going to head out," Spencer only notices when JJ speaks that both women have stood and collected their things. "We'll see you guys later." She hugs Devyn and kisses her cheek before moving to Spencer, allowing Emily room to do the same.

"Thanks for coming," Devyn mumbles, waiting until they're out of the room before slumping further into the bed.

"Tired?"

"Mm-hmm," She hums while rubbing her eyes. She shifts on the bed, trying to get more comfortable and winces, hand flying to her stomach.

"Hey, slow," Spencer warns and helps her lie down more, her head settling on his chest. "If you want something stronger-"

"No," Devyn shakes her head, cutting him off. "No, I'm fine. Promise."

"Okay," Spencer doesn't argue. Instead he runs his fingers through Devyn's hair until she finally manages to fall asleep.


When Devyn wakes, it's with a jolt. Spencer immediately moves to soothe her, his eyes watching the heart rate monitor where he can see hers rising. "Shh," He whispers into her ear, rocking them both back in forth.

His eyes close when Devyn lets out a quiet sob. It breaks his heart to hear her cry, but even more so because Devyn's not a crier. Out of the entire time he's known her, he's rarely seen her cry. So he knows it's bad when she does.

Spencer finds his own eyes watering at some points but he blinks the tears away.

When Devyn stops crying, neither of them speak. She keeps her head buried in Spencer's shirt until finally shifting in order to take a deep breath.

"What are those?" She questions quietly, her eyes narrowing at the new bouquet of flowers.

"I don't know," Spencer mumbles, his own eyebrows furrowing. He hadn't thought much about it, honestly. "A nurse brought them in, said they were left at the nursing station. There's no note or anything."

"I don't want them," Devyn chokes out and forces herself into a sitting position. "I don't-get them out."

"Okay, okay," Spencer nods and jumps up from the bed. He hesitates to leave Devyn's side but he shakes his head and grabs the flowers before disappearing from the room. "There," He says when he returns but Devyn's shoulders are still tense.

"I want to leave, I want to go home," She tells him, voice shaking.

"Dev, you just-" Spencer cuts himself off and sigh, climbing back onto the bed with her. "You just had major surgery, the doctor wants you to stay a couple more days."

"I fine, wanna-" Devyn forces herself to take a deep breath and exhale slowly. "He knows I'm here. How does he know I'm here?"

"I don't know," Spencer shakes his head. He wishes he had the answer she wants, needs, but for one of the first times in his life, Spencer has no idea what to say. "I don't know. But your father won't come near you. Not while I'm here and I'm not leaving you, I promise."

Sniffing, Devyn bites her lower lip when it starts to wobble. "Why'd this happen? Why- I don't understand," Hot, salty tears fall down her cheeks but Spencer wipes them away just as quickly as they come. "I don't-" A sob cuts Devyn off and she rocks forward despite the pain in her stomach.

Arms wrap around her, Spencer's warmth seeping into her cold skin. With her face tucked securely into his neck, Spencer doesn't bother stopping his tears from falling this time.


1. AWWWWWWWW! Spencer is the best!
2. Devyn, understandably, still isn't feeling well at all. And I don't mean physically. But yeah, that too.
3. Oop- those flowers at the end there?
4. I said it before, I'll say it again. Emotions.

Thanks for reading! Thoughts, theories, and your reactions are always welcomed in the reviews! And to all those silent readers out there, I appreciate you just as much! I'm just sucker for validation.


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