~BEXLEY POV~

I rolled over expecting to feel spencer's warm body but came up empty and I listened for a minute before hearing the shower start to run. I opened my eyes and could see his clothes laid out on the foot of our bed.

I smiled as the though occurred to me. This was our bedroom. He'd made good on his promise that three weeks ago, the day after Rossi's dinner, we'd move in together. I hadn't expected him to be quite so serious but I'd enjoyed waking up with him most mornings. I didn't see him a lot due to the cases but every minute I could, I'd spend time with him.

Eleanor had told me to not worry about what was going to happen tomorrow but to focus on the love that could happen today. Every time he would go off on a case, I would worry about my trial that was coming up in less than two months.

Sloane, who would be seven months pregnant by then, had offered to not go on her honeymoon but instead to stay behind. When I'd argued with her about that she'd threatened to reschedule the wedding but much to Tyler's happiness I had argued her to keep the wedding date as planned.

I could see the love in their eyes when they saw each other and despite what was going on, it was time for them to get married. I knew for a fact that Tyler wanted his baby to be brought into a happy and stable home. Despite her indifference to the situation, I knew it was what Sloane wanted to.

I just hoped for the best when my trial came. I was pulled from my thoughts when I felt arms wrap around me and we bounced on the bed. I giggled as I realized that Spencer had seen me deep in thought and had taken the opportunity to scare me by jumping onto the bed. I could feel that he was still wet from his shower and placed my hands over his that were on my stomach.

"How can you be so happy this early in the morning?" I asked and looked at the clock to see that it was a little past seven in the morning.

He kissed my cheek before saying "I have you. Why shouldn't I be happy?"

He placed a few more kisses in my hair, on my cheek, and my neck before finally kissing my lips. I looked over at his clothes on the bed and tangled my hands in his hair before giving him a long, sweet kiss.

When we finally broke apart, I continued to run my fingers through his hair. "You have a case that's going to take a while, don't you?"

His expression immediately dropped from playful to sheepish and he dropped his head to my shoulder. I didn't need any more confirmation than that and kissed his forehead. He sighed and said "Not in the way that you think. It's a kidnapping case but it's also in Las Vegas. I was thinking of staying there for a few days. I was thinking that you could meet me down there after the case."

I raised my eyebrow at him before asking "Is there any particular reason?" He looked sheepish for a minute and I couldn't pass up the opportunity to tease him. "I'm not going to meet an ex-girlfriend am I?"

"Of course not, Bex." He kissed my lips softly despite his laughter. "Someone I hope you will like."

I moved out of the embrace to sit up in bed as he got dressed. I watched him for a minute before my curiosity finally got the better of him.

"Who?" I finally asked and he turned around to face me as he buttoned his slacks.

His smile was slightly nervous, which really didn't help my nerves, but it was also full of a boyish happiness. "Would you be completely objective to meeting my mother?"

"I'd say yes but considering you've already met my little fucked up family, I don't think I'm allowed to." I laughed lightly and ran a nervous hand through my hair. Another reason was because I didn't know what the outcome of my trial would be and there was no way I was going to meet her from behind bars.

He dropped the shirt he had picked up and sat back on the bed before pulling me into his arms. "She's going to love you."

I smiled and took the time to lie against his bare chest, listening to his heartbeat and allowing it to calm me. I would have loved to stay like that forever but his phone buzzed not a moment later. I fell back on the bed and he laughed before reading the text on his phone. He stood up before slipping on his shirt and sweater vest, a smile playing on his lips. I could tell he was excited about me meeting his mom and I could see that she meant the world to him in that moment but a thought occurred to me then.

"You know I didn't really start high school right? I had to drop out my freshmen year and I haven't been back in a school building since." He gave me a puzzled look and I arched an eyebrow at him.

He sat down to slip on his shoes before asking "Are you worried she's going to think your stupid?"

"Maybe…" I dragged out and I crawled across the bed to wrap my arms around his neck. "I just don't want to be a disappointment. I know you can do better but you're stubborn and ignore the fact. Good mothers are quick to point out the fact that their children can do better."

He turned his face towards mine and kissed my cheek, causing warmth and affection to spread through my body. "She's not that judgmental and a diploma doesn't measure how smart you are."

"Which is why you got one at twelve, went on to college, and have three PhD's and two BA's?" I asked and arched an eyebrow at him.

He sighed in defeat before grabbing his phone before looking at me surprised. "I can't believe you remember that."

I shrugged before saying "I may not have an eidetic memory but I remember the important things… most of the time."

I looked at the clock and almost had a heart attack when I saw the time. I quickly jumped out of bed, grabbed a brush, and ran to the bathroom. I applied my deodorant and perfume before rushing out of the bathroom, brushing my hair as I did so, and going to my side of the closet.

"Did you forget something?" He asked teasingly as I threw a pair of jeans and a t-shirt onto the bed.

I placed the brush on my dresser and began pulling my jeans up before throwing my tank top off and pulling on my shirt. "I didn't forget, I just wasn't paying attention.

He laughed as he asked "What are you late for?"

"Picking out a wedding dress." I looked in time to see his eyebrows rise up in confusion. I laughed before pulling my hair back into a pony tail. "Sloane's wedding dress."

Understanding spread across his features then and he kissed me quickly before rushing out the door. Aaron was definitely going to chew him out but I didn't think Spencer was going to mind it so much this time.

I was going to meet his mom soon and that had me more nervous than I'd ever been. My phone buzzed a minute later and I saw that it was a message from Sloane. I rolled my eyes before rushing off and out of the door.

~SPENCER POV~

"Reid." Hotch started as soon as I boarded the plane and I simply nodded before taking the seat by the window.

"It won't happen again." I promised before waiting on the briefing.

Morgan grinned and asked "Bexley distract you a bit this morning, Pretty Boy?"

I blushed a bit before saying "No. Just a casual conversation about how the average person reacts to meeting someone new. Mainly how they judge, why first impression matter, and…"

"Whatever you say." Morgan teased and I was thankful that he dropped it. Rossi simply snickered at the interaction and JJ sat down next to me, giving Rossi a very motherly look as she did so.

Garcia appeared on the laptop not three seconds later and smiled when she saw all of us. "Did he finally make it?"

"Yes, he did." JJ said and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Hotch cleared his throat and it was back to business.

Images started popping up of a seven year old boy by the name of Lucas Ryan Jacobs, who had been kidnapped in one of the more safe areas of Las Vegas. The reward poster stated what he'd been wearing and the time when he'd gone missing. The boy had a sweet smile, blond hair, and brown eyes. It was possible that the boy favored his father's looks. In genetics at least, most children do.

"Has a ransom been given for the kid?" I asked and Garcia appeared on the screen again, her normally bubbly features not anywhere to be seen.

She began typing and came up empty. "Nada. Which means the sick jerk is probably going to kill him if we don't find him. He's been missing for about a week now but mom keeps getting anonymous calls from the kidnapper. Untraceable phone, different area every time."

"He's taunting her which means he'll kill him soon. We don't have much time so we'll have to take action the second we land." Hotch said and looked to me for a judgement of time.

I thought for a moment before saying "Less than twenty-four hours if we go by the average kidnapping scale."

"This means we need to find him and fast. We'll cover more space if we split up so Reid and JJ, investigate where the kidnapping happened. Morgan and Rossi, head to the police station and see what you can find. I'll go and talk to the family members." Hotch said and we all nodded before looking back at Garcia.

"Family member. Nora Jacobs is a single mom with no family in the next five states. She hasn't had contact with them in the last two years. " We all gave her a puzzled look and then to each other.

I thought for a moment before saying "She's running from something. It's a possibility she knows the kidnapper and it could even be a possible family member."

"Garcia, what does it say about the father?" Rossi asked and she typed quickly.

She sent us more images, these were of a car accident with a man's picture beside it. "Samuel Jacobs died in a car accident two days before his wife and child left their home in Wyoming."

"Thanks Garcia." Morgan said and smiled at her before she closed off.

We'd land in Las Vegas in about fifteen minutes and had to spend every second wisely to save this kid. One wrong move and it was over. We'd have a dead child and the person who killed him still on the loose.

***Well that's the next chapter. I have so much more to write for this story and I hope that you are all still enjoying it. Thank you for the reviews on the last chapter. R&R and have a great day.