~SPENCER POV~

I could hear the sound of feet pacing the next morning. I opened my eyes and saw Bexley. To be more precise, I could see a fully dressed Bexley that looked like she hadn't slept at all. I sat up in bed and watched as she talked to herself in Romanian. I had no idea what she was saying, but judging from actions I could tell that she was trying to convince herself to stay calm… and doing a poor job of it.

"Bexley, you are making me nervous. Stop pacing and come here." I told her and she looked over to me. From the look of shock on her face, she hadn't noticed when I sat up from the bed.

She walked over and sat on the bed close to me before laying on my shoulder. "I feel sick."

"It's all going to be okay. We'll be home by dinner time and we'll have the rest of our lives together." I kissed her cheek and continued to hold her close, hoping that I was bringing her some comfort. The possibility of this was minimum but I wanted her to know that I was there for her.

I knew today was going to take it's toll on her and now that it was finally here, I was ready to get this behind us. I wanted to see her smile without worry clouding her features. I played with a piece of her long red hair before she began to move away.

"You have to get ready." She said and I could hear the stress in her voice. I watched her walk out of the room as she left me to get dressed.

I grabbed my cell phone and scrolled until I found Hotch's number before hitting call. I lifted the pone to my ear and waited for him to pick up.

He picked up on the fourth ring. "Hotchner."

"It's Reid. Do we have everything in order? Do we have the okay for me to witness?" I asked and I could tell that I sounded frantic. I knew that I could sound worried with Hotch, it was Bexley that couldn't hear me worried. There was never a way to determine how a case was going to turn out but I had to hope for the best.

Hotch answered, thankfully interrupting my thoughts. "Yes, we have the okay."

"Thanks, Hotch." I said and was about to hang up.

"Reid." He said and I listened. "The key to keeping her calm is acting like there isn't a chance in hell we can lose."

I didn't say anything after that but he hung up after telling me this. I got up and began getting ready for what was probably going to be one of the longest days of my life.

~BEXLEY POV~

As I stood in the court building by a lawyer that I didn't know that was more than likely my only chance of ever being free again, I felt sick and terrified. Sloane sat behind me with Tyler and Eleanor in the defendant area and I could see Spencer as well as the other members of my adapted family in the B.A.U. They were all there for me today but it didn't bring the least bit of comfort. Not today.

My mother walked in wearing all black and a smile on her face. She looked at me with a look of scorn before going to sit in the desk opposite of us. The judge walked in not a moment later and we all stood. The judge announced for us to be seated and looked to me.

"Bexley Valerica Kirrier, you are under trial for the murder of your father, Christopher James Ashburn. How do you plead?" The judge asked and I couldn't help but notice his features. He was an older man with dark hair and eyes. His features were serious but I could see that he almost seemed to hate his job as he looked at me.

I took a deep breath as I realized that everyone's eyes were on me, including my lawyers. I couldn't remember his name but his blue eyes were those of someone eager to help and salt and peppered short hair framed his features and was combed nicely.

"Not guilty, Your Honor." My lawyer said and I had to sit down before I fell on my ass.

He gave permission for my mother to come forward and give her testimony. She hadn't even had time to open her mouth before I heard the word's "lying bitch" whispered behind me.

I turned around and saw a smile on Sloane's face and Tyler squeezing her hand to keep her quiet. I turned back around to look towards the front to where my mother sat. She cleared her throat and wiped a pretend tear from her eye that caused me to roll my own eyes.

"You're honor, I understand that I haven't done the best job raising my child and it's a mistake I'll carry wit me for the rest of my life. It may be to my absence that she turned in to a murdered. It's my job to make sure she's off the streets. Her father was coming to apologize to her that night in the music store. He wanted a fresh start with her and she attacked him." She said and I felt my blood begin to boil.

I found myself not being able to bite back and screamed "What? He came in and attacked so you two could split the fucking money that you thought I had!"

The man next to me squeezed my shoulder to keep me quiet as the judge hit his gavel. "Enough! Ms. Caverly, do you have any proof of your accusation."

"It's my word against hers, Your Honor. The tapes in the music store were destroyed, no doubt by her." My mother said and ducked her head.

My lawyer stood and said "This is news to all of us, Ms. Caverly. How is it that you know this before the rest of us?"

"Your Honor, this are unreasonable questions! We're required to collect any evidence we can and this came up this morning." Her lawyer screamed and the judge hit the gavel again.

He looked between me and my mother and said "We'll take a recess and after that I want you too civil or I'll put you both behind bars."

As soon as the judge dismissed us, I bolted from my chair and made my way out to the courtyard. I could hear Sloane and Tyler following behind me, but I wanted Spencer now more than ever. I wouldn't see him until this afternoon because they were trying to figure out how to catch my mother in her lies but that didn't comfort me right now.

Right now, I wanted his arms around me and for him to tell me everything was okay. I sank down on my knees in the grass and let the tears fall freely. I felt the knots in my stomach tighten and I felt like I was going to be sick. I literally felt sick. I was thankful that it was just Sloane who walked into view. She didn't sit down but instead held out her hand and I grabbed it, thankful for the little bit of comfort she was able to provide.

"That bitch is skilled in lying. She would have made a damn good lawyer if she had half a brain." I knew she meant it as a joke to try and make me a little less stressed but it didn't work.

Instead, I felt tears run down my cheek without my say so. "I don't know why I'm such a mess. I'm never emotion, not like this."

"Bex." She started and waited till I looked up at her again. "This is the day that determines whether or not you spend the rest of your life behind bars. I'd be emotional too but my pregnancy has just made me be a bigger bitch."

"I'm not going to argue with that." Tyler said as he came in to view and I wiped the tears from my eyes. "Our recess is over."

I stood up and it made me feel even worse. I took a deep breath and said "Let's get this over with."

Sloane and Tyler lead me into the courthouse again and I no longer held a glimmer of hope in my heart. I just wanted to hear the verdict so I could stop feeling so sick.

***Well, the trial has begun and it is already heating up. Her mother is a lovely character, is she not? Hopefully Spencer and the team will be able to prove Bexley's innocence and put her mother away. Thank you for the reviews on the last chapter also. I love hearing everyone's opinions and I am extremely glad to hear that you are all still enjoying the story. R&R and let me know what you think.