A/N: Thank you for the feedback, sonnetStar! So glad you liked the last chapter. :D

"We will keep you, little one,
safe from harm.
Like an extra arm,
you are a part of us"
- Laura Marling

Emily had been merciful enough to give him the weekend off while the others were working. Another man in his position wouldn't have been able to remember the last time he had been so relaxed. But Spencer could. The last time he had felt this relaxed was after Monica had begun to walk again and had ridden him into an earth-shattering orgasm. The earth hadn't literally shattered, thankfully, but it had sure felt like that at the time.

That morning, Spencer lifted a delicious cup of brew to his mouth. The coffee slithered down his throat, forming a warm pool in his stomach. He walked out of the kitchen into the drawing room.
"Good girl! Now what's this?"
Seeing his Mom help Veronica with her speech exercises, it was the perfect beginning to his morning. It was Monica who had suggested that Diana stay over for the weekend, especially since he would be able to actually spend some time with her.
"Good morning, Spencie!"
He smiled back at his mother's gleeful greeting. She immediately pointed to him and asked the little girl next to her –
"Now who's that, Veronica?"
The moment she saw he was up and awake, Veronica got off the couch and ran to him. She exclaimed,
"Isht Daddy!"
He put the cup of coffee away before she jumped on him. Veronica was lifted in his arms mid-jump. His mother prompted her with a smile.
"What do we say to Daddy in the morning, Veronica?"
She threw her arms around his neck, yelling happily,
"Goor mowning, Daddy!"
He kissed her cheek.
"Good morning, my little heart. Are you having fun with Grandma?"
Veronica nodded her head vigorously. His mother said, in a voice full of emotion,
"Grandma"
She smiled as Veronica went back to her.
"She is the best thing that has happened to you in a while, Spencer", Diana winked, "After Monica, of course"
That made him smile, and remember - Monica had a job interview in a few hours. Grabbing his cup of coffee again, Spencer walked to the bedroom. Maybe he could help her with something.

He had expected to see her putting her meticulously neat file folder on the table. Despite of all the recent changes in their lives, Monica hadn't lost her effective organisation skills. And he found it almost therapeutic to watch her performing her morning and evening routine. Watching a woman as she brushed her hair or got ready for the day, it felt more intimate to him than a kiss.
He called on not finding her in the room,
"Monica?"
That's when he heard the shower in the bathroom turn off. In a couple of moments, Monica stepped out.
"Hey", she said.
A fresh smell of exotic fruits and soap clouded his senses when she walked past him. Monica had the habit of putting her underwear on in the bathroom itself. He could see the straps of her pink bra above the towel she had wrapped around. When she took the towel off and draped it across the chair, Spencer choked and scalded his tongue with the hot coffee.
Monica talked as she... he didn't notice what she was actually doing. Her spectacular body demanded all of his attention.
"...university is a coveted..."
Her limbs were sinewy and muscled. She must have trained pretty hard in England because wow.
Spencer brushed his hair away from his face to get a clearer view. Monica's curves were somehow more pronounced now. He had seen her naked before, but this was like the world's best 4D show. And god, how many squats must she have done for her butt to look that firm?
"I'm so glad the house is finally done. Now we just have to wait for the paint to..."
She turned to him when putting on her pants.
Abs. She had abs.
He was pretty sure that's what those taut ridges were. His mouth gaped open, wanting to be dragged along the contours of his girlfriend's body.
"Dr. Reid?"
Her breasts were as lovely as ever. They rose like plump half-moons over the cups of her bra. He licked his lips without knowing, remembering the feel of them against his mouth.
"Oh my god"
When he could finally tear his gaze away from her semi-naked body, Spencer saw Monica was staring at him. She said,
"I am so sorry"
He didn't have a smidgen of a clue as to what she was talking about.
"What?", he asked.
Not putting on her shirt just yet, Monica walked to him in three long strides. She grabbed his face and kissed him full on the lips. And he came alive.

Holding her by the bare waist, Spencer kissed her back in kind. His tongue slipped into her mouth, relishing the sweet taste of it. He took her lower lip between both of his, kissed and suckled on it like he were tasting honeydew. The tips of his fingers grazed her sensitive waist. Her damp, smooth skin was warm to his touch. His thumb traced the edge of her pants below her navel.
"Mm", Monica said, "Naughty"
He could have shown her just how much...
Monica leaned forward, the swell of her breasts against his chest a tempting distraction.
"I hadn't realised we haven't had sex in so long. I am very sorry"
"It's okay", he said.
Maybe she wouldn't mind being a little late for the interview. He was certain unclasping the bra she was wearing would be beneficial to them both.
Monica said,
"I'll make it up to you soon, I promise"
Soon? He didn't have time for "soon". His ears were flaming and buzzing and his pants were strained against his crotch.
"Mo..."
"We had breakfast while you slept in and you can..."
The irrational part of him, which he found hard to suppress that morning, didn't want to hear the rest. He was hot for her smoking body and she was committing the mortal sin of covering it up with work formals.
Monica brushed her hair, applied the watermelon-flavoured lip balm to her lips, and turned. Spencer had to admit she looked plenty cute with her clothes on too. It was hard to believe he hadn't thought much of her looks the first time he had seen her. Now he supposed he had -
'The eyes of love'
Monica grabbed her bag and walked into the drawing room, making him sigh. His eyes of love followed her around the apartment until she kissed Veronica and him, and left.

Few Days Later –

Her parents had brought over champagne when she told them the good news. Dr. Monica Knight was going to be teaching Botany again at the American University in DC.
"Now we need to find a good playschool for Veronica"
She had told them. Mr. Knight had said,
"Come on, honey. We can watch her while you're at work"
Monica wouldn't hear any of it.
"No way. You two will spoil her rotten. Mom? Mom, did you just slip her a cookie? She already had a few of those"
Spencer's involvement in the search was limited, since he spent the next few days out of town with the BAU.
JJ and Matt had been plenty helpful in giving him advice for selecting the best day-care and babysitters. On the BAU jet, he would now be reading child care books as well as the brochures Monica sent him.

He was talking to her on the phone one evening. They had decided on the playschool that was closest to her house.
"I'm not questioning your judgment, Monica, but it can't hurt to wait until I meet them"
"I have to start work from Monday and supervise the moving. You don't know for sure when you'll get here, right? So let me handle things"
"You're handling everything", Spencer sighed, "I feel bad about it"
"Don't. It's all under control. Now the only thing left to do is your packing. I'll leave that for you to do when you come home"
"Okay"
She asked,
"What's wrong?"
Everything was happening fast, all the changes. Monica had taken over everything in his absence, proving she was better at all the domestic stuff than he was. But he couldn't tell her that. He wasn't the egotistical, ungrateful kind.
"I just miss you two", he said.
"And we miss you. Today, Veronica was pretending to talk to you on the phone. It was adorable"
He smiled.
"What was she saying?"
"Just making adorable noises. I got it all on video. I'll send it to you"
"Thanks. Hey?"
"Yeah"
He smiled in an altogether different manner.
"You look great. I mean, the other day. You... you're toned"
"Toned?"
"Yeah"
"Just toned?"
He cleared his throat, blushing.
"And..."
She was definitely grinning on the other end.
"Say it"
Spencer lowered his voice. He said,
"Sexy"
"What? I didn't hear you"
"You are such a..."
"I didn't hear you, Doc. What did you say I was?"
"Sexy. You are sexy! You happy?"
Monica laughed on the other end.
"It's like hearing a baby say fuck"
"This is why I don't say that word. Or do that whole dirty talk thing. You make fun of me!"
"I'm sorry! It's just too cute"
He laughed.
"I am a 38-year old man! There is nothing cute about me anymore"
"Yeah, right. Mrs. Swan didn't think so when she saw your photo on Veronica's application. I am pretty sure she thinks you're a student of mine whom I seduced"
"That brings back a memory, actually"
"Which one?"
He said softly,
"When we role-played as..."
From the other end of the bullpen, Emily motioned to him to join them. He sighed.
"We are about to deliver the profile. I have to go"
"Okay. I hope you catch the UnSub soon. Bye"
He said,
"Bye. I love you"
He grinned on hearing her loud smooch.
"Muaahh! I love you too. Bye"

A week later –

Finally.
She was so glad to be back home. No matter how hard she had tried, Dr. Reid's apartment had never seemed like home to her. This house, with its clean air, the smell of fruit from the garden, and enough room for Veronica to run around and play - this was home to Monica.
"Good morning"
His sleepy voice. He kissed her shoulder from behind, one arm holding her close to him.
"Morning"
Monica smiled and turned to him. Dr. Reid still had his eyes closed. She traced the slope of his nose with her finger.
"Did you sleep well?", she asked.
"Hm"
"Still sleepy?"
She watched him fight a smile, and felt him pull her close. His hand was inside her slip.
"Not so sleepy then", Monica said.
Dr. Reid's arm encircled her waist, pulling her tight against him. She threw her head back and smiled when he nuzzled her neck. He said against her collarbone,
"I have waited so long for this"
Any endearments she could have bestowed on him were cut short by a faint noise.
"What's wrong?", Dr. Reid asked.
The sound was followed by Bubbly barking.
Bubbly could bark? He sounded afraid.

Monica threw the covers off herself and got out of bed. Her heart sunk as Veronica's cries reached her ears. Dr. Reid rushed past her out of the room.
"What were you thinking?! Oh god", Dr. Reid called, "Monica! Monica!"
She entered Veronica's room and found him sitting on the floor. Veronica was blubbering, while Dr. Reid soothed her, rocked her back and forth in his arms. Bubbly sat panting by the foot of Veronica's crib.
"She was trying to get out of the crib", Spencer told Monica, "Please get some ice"
"Let me look at it"
Monica crouched down next to them.
"What happened, sweetheart?"
She gently turned Veronica's face to hers. The toddler sobbed.
"Nica fall"
"Oh my darling. You should wait for Monica or Daddy to get you out. Let me see"
Monica examined her forehead for bumps or a fresh bruise.
Nothing. She asked,
"How did you fall down, baby?"
Veronica quickly demonstrated. Dr. Reid said,
"She braced herself on her hands. Thank god"
He wiped Veronica's tears and kissed her cheek.
"Smart girl. Good girl. But don't you ever do this to Daddy again, okay?"
Now that she knew there was almost no damage, Monica relaxed. She said,
"She's a little scared, but fine. And she's a kid. She's going to fall and bump into things all the time"
"Not on my watch", he said.
That made her laugh a bit.
"You can't protect her from every single..."
He said curtly,
"Watch me"
Smiling, Monica drew her knees up and laid her head sideways on her arms. She watched the duo make a big deal out of the lack of an injury.
"Does it hurt? Here?"
"Nica fall"
Dr. Reid hugged her tight.
"Nica never fall again. And if Nica tries to get out of her crib again, Daddy will be very upset, okay?"
She realised it was the moment that finally decided their parenting approach - he, the fun loving and sympathetic parent, and she, the disciplinarian.
"Veronica is a brave, strong girl", Monica stroked her hair, "She won't hurt herself. Right, Nica?"
Veronica was more responsive to Dr. Reid's coddling. She hugged his neck. They looked like a father-daughter pair from a poster for some tragic movie.
"Oh come on"
Monica rose. She affected an authoritarian manner.
"I want you both to brush your teeth and come to the breakfast table. Enough crying over the booboo"
Dr. Reid gave her a look of surprise.
"What's wrong with you? She just fell out of her crib"
"She is not hurt. And she is going to fall out of it again. That's what kids do", Monica said, "Veronica, go with Daddy and brush your teeth, sweetie"
Veronica got out of his embrace and held his hand.
"Daddy, bwush"
Daddy followed her out of the nursery. He cast a disapproving look over his shoulder at his insensitive girlfriend. Monica just shook her head and grinned. She looked down at Bubbly with a smile. She had been right to choose him after all.
"You love her too, don't you, old boy?"
Bubbly closed his eyes, still panting.

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