Chapter 3

Spencer's first thought was to run back home to Vegas, but he knew that would be the first place his team would look. After he left his apartment he got rid of his cell, cleared out his account and purchased a bus ticket to Boston, Massachusetts. He wasn't going to make it easy for them. As he sat on the bus he realized he didn't have a concrete plan as to what he was going to do. He had no job, he had no home, he just ran.

He got off the bus and asked for directions to the nearest clinic and was directed to Boston City Hospital or Boston Medical Center. He told a nurse of his "issue" and was immediately seen by a Doctor Salma Wyatt.

"Well, Dr. Reid," Dr. Wyatt spoke after examining him. "You are indeed pregnant. Three weeks to be exact."

Three weeks ago they had been in Trenton, New Jersey dealing with a child molester. Spencer remembered because Derek had been extremely strung out due to his past.

"Dr. Reid?"

Spencer looked up, "Huh?"

"Are you alright? Is there someone I can call for you?"

Spencer shook his head, "No. I have no one."

The doctor looked at him sadly before explaining the necessary information that he needed to know. Spencer left the doctor's office twenty minutes later with full hands and a heavy heart.

~~~CM~~~

Penelope hadn't spoken another word to Derek since that morning and Derek knew he'd hear it when they got home. Sure enough, as soon as they entered the house, Penelope took off her shoe and three it at him. If he hadn't ducked at the last minute, he'd have a gash on his head.

"What the…?"

"Screw you Derek, that's what!" She shouted, walking past him to the bedroom.

Derek sighed and followed only to get hit in the head with a book.

"Penelope!"

"I can't believe you! I thought you loved me!"

"I do!"

Penelope grabbed the nearest item and threw it at him, "You're a fucking liar! You cheated on me. With Spencer!"

"I'm sorry baby."

"Liar. If you were sorry, you wouldn't have kept it up. But you did. For SIX FUCKING MONTHS!" Penelope grabbed the bedside lamp and threw it at him.

Derek yelped and ducked causing the lamp to crash to the floor.

"Dammit Penelope!"

~~~CM~~~

Spencer spent the afternoon just browsing the city. He spotted a nice little sub shop where he had lunch.

"Excuse me?"

Spencer looked up, "Can I help you?"

The woman flushed, "Sorry, I-I don't normally do this, but I just saw you sitting alone and it looked like you could use some company."

Spencer smiled solemnly, "I wouldn't be very good company I'm afraid."

The woman nodded and sat down, "You just witnessed something traumatizing."

Spencer gasped. This woman was very close to the truth, "Who are you?"

~~~CM~~~

Derek had begun to doze off on the couch when Penelope emerged from the bedroom. He went over to her and pulled her in his arms.

"Baby girl I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you. And I know you're also angry with me for what I did to Spencer. I promise I will make it up to the both of you."

Penelope pushed away from him and stared, "What you did to Spencer? You ass. I don't give a damn about Spencer."

Derek frowned, "But…"

"What makes you think I care about that skinny swamp rat? He slept with my husband. For six months, knowing you was married. He's as much to blame as you."

Derek sighed, "Baby…"

"What Derek? You're sorry? You're sorry that you couldn't control yourself that you fucked your teammate? Or what, you're sorry our wedding vows meant nothing to you? Well guess what, I'm sorry too."

Derek panicked when he saw her pick up a poker from the fireplace. He slowly let out a breath when he saw her head down the hall. When he heard smashing he ran to the den. Penelope smashed his television. He gaped at her.

"Aw come on Baby girl. Is that necessary?"

Penelope glared at him as she walked past him to the kitchen leaving him to stare at his broke television. He sighed and shook his head before heading back towards the kitchen as well. He froze when he saw Penelope holding their wedding photo.

"Baby, no," he shook his head.

Penelope shrugged and smashed it on the floor, "Sorry."

Derek blinked, staring down at the broken photo on the floor. He shook his head, "Okay, I get it. You're angry and hurt and I'd give anything to take it back. What can I do to make it better?"

"Get out."

Derek blinked, "What?"

"Get. Out!" Penelope screamed, throwing dishes at him. "GET OUT!"

Derek ducked dish after dish, "Okay! Okay! I'm gone!"

Ten minutes later Derek was at the door with a duffle bag of clothes. He gave Clooney a pat and walked out the house.

~~~CM~~~

"So Spencer, my girlfriend and I live in a three bedroom house. We don't really need all the bedrooms, but it's such a nice house and we don't to move."

"So Lidia was suggesting we rent one of the rooms out and you just seem like the perfect candidate."

Spencer looked at Lidia and her girlfriend Tanya. It seemed like a good deal, but he wasn't sure how'd they'd take his secret.

"Um, it sounds great, but um, I…I'm pregnant."

Tanya frowned, "Where's the father?"

Spencer was unprepared for the question. He expected more on the terms of disgust that he answered without thinking, "Married."

Lidia giggled at Spencer's look of shock, "Tanya's brother just had a baby last week."

Spencer smiled as the girls helped him to the car. When they reached the house they gave him a tour and basically just explained what they wanted from him before leaving him to settle in.