~SPENCER POV~

I was sitting at my cubicle writing down the last few details of my part on the case when I looked over at Bexley, who was sleeping on the cushioned bench against the wall close to the exit. I could see the troubled look on her face as she slept and watched as she put a protective hand over her stomach. She was eight months pregnant now and I still had no idea what we were doing for the name of our little girl.

"Something on your mind, pretty boy?" Morgan asked and I looked to see that he had a questioning look on his face.

I looked back over at Bexley and said "She's acting strange and I thought it was just due to the pregnancy but she seems cautious when I put my hand on her stomach now. She's been acting this was since she hit six months and we came back from the case in Brooklyn."

"She's about to be a mom, Spence." JJ said out of the blue.

Morgan let out a laugh and said "Listen to the woman who knows what she's talking about. She's got a point. Bex came from a rough home life and that's had an effect on her."

"She's probably getting more nervous as the time gets closer for her to deliver. She didn't have a good mother and she doesn't know how to be one. The only person who cared about her was her grandmother and…" JJ trailed off on that note. She looked over at Bexley, who despite her sleeping now had dark circles under her eyes.

She'd been having horrible nightmares for months now and when I'd wake her up from them, she refuse to tell me about them. I learned after the last time I asked to not ask again. She'd acted as hostile with me as the night I'd broken into her apartment when she had the nightmare about her father. It was a strange sense of deja vu in a way.

Hotch walked over not a moment later and laid a case file out in front of us. I glimpsed over and saw that it was a case in Chicago, a rough and far away city. I didn't get time to look over it for long because I could hear the sound of whimpering.

"No." I heard Bexley say and I stood up from my chair to walk over to her.

I gently made my way over to her and gently shook her. "Bexley, angel. Wake up, sweetheart."

"No." She said and I was about to speak louder when she started jerking away from me in her sleep. She started shoving my chest and screaming. "No! You can't! Stay away from me! Don't touch me! You can't do this! No!"

"Reid." Hotch said and I could focus on what he said after that because I knew if she didn't quit fighting me in her sleep, she could hurt herself or our daughter. This was something that I didn't want to happen.

"Bexley." I tried a little louder but tried not to shout to startle her out of sleep. I looked towards the bottle of water Garcia had in her hand and said "Garcia, hand me the bottle of water."

She did without a second thought as she looked at my terrified fiancée as I opened the lid and splashed water on her. She jerked out of my grasp and started washing the water out of her eyes but I could see she was trying to not let me see the tears coming down her cheek.

She looked up at me and I realized then that all of my teammates were gathered around us at that point. I looked from Morgan, to Hotch, to Garcia, and finally to JJ. She couldn't hide the tears falling down her face now and stood up from the bench to walk off.

I got up and placed my hand on her arm to try and get her to look at me when she jerked her arm away and said "Not now, Spencer."

I was rather shocked to see her sudden attempt at distance between us. I watched as she walked out of the room, leaving me there with the members of my team. Rossi walked over then and gave me a questioning look.

"What the hell was that about?" He asked and I looked down at my feet.

I let out a sigh before saying "I wish I knew what was going on with her. The baby's due any day now and now she's pushing me away like she did when we first met. I don't know what to do."

"Give her time, Spence. She's dealing with something right now that she wants to handle on her own." JJ said as she placed her hand on my shoulder for comfort.

Garcia gave me a reassuring smile before saying "You know how Bexley is. She's stubborn and likes to do things on her own. Kind of like you, boy wonder."

Morgan laughed before saying "I have to agree with her on this one, pretty boy."

Hotch then said in a serious tone "It's what makes the two of you a good mix."

I smiled and that seemed to be enough to get them to leave the subject alone to think that I drew comfort from what they said. Bexley was stubborn and independent, traits that I admired in her and two of the many reasons I fell in love with her. I knew that she wasn't pulling away from me on purpose but her dreams were giving her no rest and making her cautious around me. She didn't trust me enough to tell me what the dreams were but I desperately needed to know so I could help her.

How were we going to get anywhere if she didn't trust me?

***I finally updated! I'm so happy to say this. I've missed writing and finally being able to sit down and write out this chapter is quite an accomplishment to me. I wanted to say thank you for the reviews on the last chapter and for the continued support. R&R and thank you for reading!