Chapter Seven

"Didn't I tell you they'd love you?" Rachel grinned widely as they stepped outside of the hospital, the cold air hitting them suddenly.

Spencer couldn't help the smile that spread across his face.

He really had gotten along well with the children. Although he had only sung very softly, they all seemed to like him. And of course Rachel made sure to tell them he was some kind of genius and so they had bombarded him with questions about anything and everything. He always found it fascinating how curious children were.

Thankfully enough he had in fact been able to answer all of their questions. Which had both amused and completely shocked Rachel.

"You were amazing with them Spencer" she continued.

He shrugged.

"Not like you. Them kids adore you, it's pretty obvious" he replied.

Her smile widened at that.

"And you were excellent at playing the guitar" he complimented.

"Thank you" she replied softly.

"How long have you been playing?" he asked.

"8 years. Since I was 15.." she didn't even have to think about the answer.

She remembered the first time she had played guitar very clearly. Her older brother had been learning for a couple of months and she was determined to start it up too. They had a few guitars in the house - her dad had always meant to learn but never really had gotten around to it. And so she roped her brother into showing her a few chords. She remembered it so clearly because it was so painful. Because you had to hold so hard on the strings. After a few months of course, her hands adapted but she always remembered the pain.

"So do you go there often?" he asked her softly.

She nodded.

"I've been going there at least once every two weeks since I moved here" she told him.

"And what, you just showed up one day with a guitar and randomly started singing?" he questioned, a teasing hint in his tone, though he was genuinely wondering.

She rolled her eyes.

"Not exactly.." she began, grinning slightly.

"Well back in Ireland I used to work a lot with the children in the local hospital.. Not just the cancer patients too. So when I got settled here I visited the hospital. Offered to help as much as I could. Singing seemed to be the best way of raising their spirits" she explained.

He smiled at that.

"I must say, I'm impressed" he replied.

Once again, she rolled her eyes.

"You? How do you think I feel? The way you answered those questions back there was insane Spencer. AND your an FBI agent.. Do you have any idea how impressive that is?" she asked.

He blushed ever so slightly which she couldn't help but find sweet.

"Although you are a big talker - which was definitely proved back there - you don't really seem to talk about yourself much. Wanna play 20 questions?" she suggested suddenly, wanting to find out more about him.

"20 questions?" he repeated, not really knowing what she meant.

She chuckled slightly at that. Of course, this would be the thing he didn't know.

"Basically we just keep asking each other questions. Its a quick way to find out things about each other" she explained quickly.

"What kind of questions?" he asked softly.

She shrugged.

"Any kind.. I'll start. Where did you grow up?" she began.

There was a brief silence before he answered that.

"Las Vegas" he replied.

Her face lit up at that.

"Seriously? You were raised in Vegas? I've always wanted to go there.. Do you have family there?" she rambled out quickly.

He grinned a little.

"As far as I'm aware, it is my turn to ask the question now" he challenged.

"Right, right.. Okay, fire away!" she told him, anxious to get to ask him another question.

"Ok.. em. What's your full name?" he asked, finally deciding on a question.

She wasn't expecting such a simple question so it took her a minute to reply.

"Rachel-Jane Marie Evans" she answered.

He nodded.

"So you've a double barrel name or Jane is just one of your middle names?" he continued.

"Double barrel. Theres a hyphen" she clarified.

Again he nodded.

"So back to me - Vegas. Any family there?" she questioned.

The game went on like that for another half an hour, until they had eventually circled back around the town in a way that lead straight back to the hospital.

Spencer was surprised at how much information he had learned about her from such a basic game. He found out that she had moved around Ireland a lot as a child but had spent her last few years at school in the County Mayo, in the west of Ireland. He found out she had an older brother who had moved to Australia to find work and had ended up meeting the love of his life there and getting married. Also he had managed to ask about her love life, learning she had been single for just under a year.

Rachel was also pleased with how well the game had worked. Although Spencer was still a bit reluctant to talk about himself, she managed to learn a lot. His mother still lived in Las Vegas, but he didn't know his father well as he had abandoned them when he was a child. He didn't seem to want to say any more on the matter , which she understood. She also learned he had three PHD's (which completely baffled her- three?!) And he told her he had joined the FBI at age 21.

"Well my car is over by the Smoke Pit Café. Do you need a lift home?" she asked, once they were back around to the hospital.

He shook his head.

"No, it's fine. I'll get a cab" he replied.

"Oh please Spencer! I was the one who made you come here, the least I can do is give you a lift home. C'mon!" she called him along as she crossed the road.

Her car was small and red. Something nice enough, but not to expensive for her to keep going.

She placed her guitar case along the back seats and then hopped into the drivers seat.

Spencer slipped into the passenger seat quietly, sighing once she started the car.

"Rachel?" he asked.

"Yes?"

He took a small breath before answering.

"You didn't make me come, I wanted to. I had a really good time actually" he told her quickly, obviously relieved to get the words out.

"Actually? What, were you expecting to have a bad time?" she questioned, raising het eyebrows.

His eyes widened.

"No - not at all, That's not what I meant-" he began rambling but her laugh cut him off.

"Relax. I'm just messing with you Spencer" she laughed.

He brow furrowed until he realised what had happened.

"Not funny" he mumbled, but he couldn't help but smile a little.

She sighed.

"Thanks anyways Spencer. I had a really good time too" she told him in a more serious tone.

"Good" he replied quietly.

There was a small silence in which she broke quickly.

"So where to?"

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