Okay no words can express how sorry I am for how long it took to get this updated. I have been very busy with my sister having a baby, my job, school, getting an infection in my finger and doing the National Novel Writing Month in November. I sincerely hope this chapter makes up for the wait I caused.


Chapter 5

One month later Spencer was staring at his naked torso in the mirror as he dressed for work.

"Hurry up cupcake," Lidia poked her head in his room. "We're gonna be late."

Spencer gasped, covering himself making Lidia giggle. He shook his head as he finished dressing and followed her downstairs. Tanya handed him a to-go mug of coffee.

"This is all you're getting mister and don't even try to sneak more," she said, glancing pointedly at him.

Spencer smiled, "Yes ma'am," he said, earning a smack on the back of his head.

Tanya dropped Lidia off at work and then she and Spencer headed to the middle school where he taught math and she taught art.

"I wonder what's going on," Tanya mused, looking at the police cars.

Spencer shrugged.

~~~CM~~~

"You're headed to Boston crime fighters," Penelope told the team. "Brenda Roberts, Hermione Joseph, and Hannah Jacobs. These girls were all fourteen years old. Last week each of them went to school in the morning but never returned home. They were found last night, the same time Melanie Carter seemed to have disappeared."

"Well he clearly has a preference," Dave frowned.

"Yeah, he likes them young. Sexual assault?" Derek asked.

Penelope nodded, "Yeah," she said rubbing her stomach feeling nauseous.

"He's gotta be doing more than just raping them. Look at all these bruises," Emily frowned.

"And the ligature marks on their wrists and ankles."

"Wheels up in fifteen. We have a week to find this girl alive. Let's not waste time."

Everyone filed out of the conference room except Penelope and Derek.

"Baby Girl?"

Penelope looked up, "What?" she said harshly.

Derek froze, "I…"

"If you're just going to say you are sorry save it. I don't wanna hear it."

Derek rubbed his face, "I'll talk to you when I get back, but I've been doing some thinking."

Penelope snorted, "That's surprising."

Derek didn't let the jab hit him. He kissed her cheek and headed out.

~~~CM~~~

Spencer was in shock as he sat in the impromptu staff meeting. He could believe those girls were dead. Some of them he had seen afterschool just before they had disappeared. After several minutes the principal dismissed them all with a word of caution.

"Spencer?"

Spencer looked up at Tanya, "I'm okay."

Tanya frowned, "You sure?"

Just as he opened his mouth, his morning sickness kicked in. He ran to the bathroom not noticing Tanya's shocked look. Tanya wanted to follow him but the bell rang and she needed to finish prepping for her first class.

Spencer headed to his classroom after emptying his guts, and munched on a saltine. Glancing at the clock he saw he had five minutes before his first class.

"Good morning," he spoke as the students arrived. "On your desk is a card with a math problem. Some of you may have two cards. Once you solve the problem turn the card over. When everyone is done we'll do a small activity."

Twenty minutes later Spencer had them engaged with their activity when the principal walked in.

"Dr. Reid?"

"Principal Connor, what can I do for you?"

"There's someone from the FBI here to talk to you. I told them that you were one of the few had seen the girls last."

Spencer swallowed. As long as it wasn't Derek he'd be fine. He nodded, "Of course. They are doing a math activity and have a worksheet in their folders afterwards."

Spencer grabbed his saltines and headed down the hall to the teacher lounge where the principal told him the agent was waiting. He opened the door and froze.

"Agent Morgan?"

Derek turned, "Hey Pretty Boy. I didn't expect to see you here. How are you? You look good."

Spencer sat down, "My boss, said you wanted to see me about the girls who were killed?"

Derek frowned, "Alright, I can take a hint. She informed me that you were one of the last ones to see them."

Spencer nodded, "Unfortunately, yes. Brenda and Hannah had stayed after to make up a test. Hermione was in my last class for the day."

"What about Melanie?"

Spencer chewed a saltine and frowned, "I'd have to check my schedule, but if I'm not mistaking, she's in the same class as Hermione, and that's usually my last class for the day."

Derek nodded, "What can you tell me about their behavior?"

Spencer pursed his lips as he thought, "Anxious, but I mean it's the end of the day and no one really likes math at the end of the day."

Derek nodded, "Of course. Was there anything else?"

Spencer shook his head, "No."

Derek sighed, putting his hands on the table, "I've missed you pretty boy."

Spencer stood, "Was there anything else, I'm still in the middle of class."

Derek gave Spencer a pained look, "Spence."

Spencer just stared.

"We need to talk."

"I have nothing to say to you," he spoke before leaving the room.

Derek just sat and stared at the place Spencer had just been. Shortly another teacher came in and composed himself and took leave of the school.

Back at the station, Derek sat in a chair and sighed.

"Anything?" Emily asked.

"There was only one teacher who had seen all four victims last. Unfortunately, he was unable to give me a lot of information."

"That sounds like he could be our guy."

"He's not."

"What makes you so sure?" JJ asked.

"Because I'm a hundred percent positive. Trust me."

The girls looked at each other, "Trust you? Spencer is MIA because of you. Garcia is no longer as cheerful. So I'm sorry but no. We can't just trust you."

Just then Aaron and Dave walked in, "So all three victims were sexually assaulted, but he also cuts out their tongue before he kills them," Aaron explained.

"Oh that's gross. So he rapes them, cuts out their tongues, and then stabs them to death?"

"I still think it's the teacher," Emily insisted.

"What teacher?" Aaron knitted his brows.

"Apparently this middle school teacher was the only one to see our victims alive. And Derek, here, is insisting it isn't him," JJ supplied.

Both Aaron and Dave looked at Derek waiting for an explanation.

Derek groaned, "Look, unless Spencer somehow turned into a crazed killer, it's not him."

"Spencer? He's here?" JJ gasped.

Derek nodded.

"Spencer's a teacher?" Emily's eyes widened in shock.

"I wouldn't be surprised. I mean the kid does have a PhD in Mathematics," Dave nodded.

"Looks like we need to talk with him," Aaron spoke.

~~~CM~~~

The rest of the afternoon Spencer worked on getting Derek out of his head and focus on his classes, but it was hard. He missed Derek so much. After he was done with classes, Spencer sat at his desk correcting papers while absentmindedly stroking his belly. He looked up at the soft knock at his door. He assumed it was Tanya, not expecting to see Hotch at the door.

"Hotch…"

Hotch entered the room, shutting the door behind him, "Hello Reid."

"Look, I'm sorry but-" he froze when Hotch held up his hand.

"I'm not here to discuss what you did. We have three dead women, another missing and you are the only one to have seen them."

Spencer shook his head, "But I told Derek everything."

Hotch stared at him. After a few minutes Spencer sighed and sat opposite Hotch, "I…I've been keeping tabs. I mean I can't really conduct an investigation but I've been going by what I hear and see on the news. I've taken some notes and did a geographical profile. It's at my house if you want to send someone to come get it later."

Spencer wrote down his address, "Hotch, what is he doing to them?"

"He's raping them, and cutting out their tongues post mortem."

"Hm."

"What?" Hotch frowned.

"I was just thinking of Andrei Chikatilo."

"The Rostov Ripper? Why?"

"These killings remind me of him. He was a pedophile going after young boys and girls. He would rape them, gouge out their eyes and cut out their tongue."

Hotch nodded, "Hm," was all he said and after a few minutes of chatting, he left.

~~~CM~~~

Later that evening Spencer, Tanya and Lidia all sat in the living room. Lidia was curled in Tanya's lap as they watched a movie. Spencer sat at the table correcting papers. All three grumbled when the bell rang.

Lidia got to the door first, "Can I help you?"

Spencer gasped when heard Derek's voice, "I'm looking for Spencer."

"Spencer?" Lidia called.

Spencer avoided Derek's gaze as he got the papers and handed them to Derek, "Here. And tell Hotch I said thanks."

Derek sighed, "Pretty boy, wait."

Spencer glared, "You don't have the right to call me that anymore."

Tanya and Lidia looked at each other.

"Spencer, can we please just talk for a minute?"

"What could you possibly say to me? There's NOTHING you can say to make this alright!"

Derek went to touch Spencer's face and Spencer slapped him, "Don't touch me!"

Lidia and Tanya walked over, "Spencer?"

Spencer turned with a pained expression, "Can you guys give us a few minutes?"

Tanya opened her mouth but Lidia touched her arm, "Sure. Come on baby."

"Spencer…" Tanya started.

"I'm fine. I just need a few minutes."

Tanya glared at Derek, "We'll be down the street at the coffee shop. Call us when you're ready for us to come home."

Spencer nodded, shutting the door behind them before walking in the living room. Derek followed.

"You want to talk? So talk," Spencer crossed his arms.

Derek sighed, "I'm sorry."

Spencer snorted, "You're sorry? You're sorry?! You say sorry when you accidentally kick someone. This?! All I was to you was a sexual outlet when you got to high strung because your precious wife couldn't handle it. And I accepted it. It allowed me to have you. Then I got pregnant and you had the nerve to ask me if I'm going to keep it. So, no, you owe me more than I'm sorry."

Derek hung his head, "You're right. Spencer, I never meant to hurt you. When you told me you were pregnant…I freaked out. I was scared, but I wasn't trying to hurt you, I swear. I…you're my best friend. You mean the world to me."

Spencer snorted, "I bet you said the same thing to Penelope."

"Spencer, please."

"No, I owe you nothing. I thought I meant something to you, but the truth is I don't."

"Let's talk about this when we get home," Derek spoke. "I'm sure we'll figure something out."

Spencer shook his head, "There's nothing to figure out. And I'm not coming home."

Derek's eyes widened, "Spencer…"

"This is my home now and it's time for you to leave."

"Spencer, pretty boy, don't do this. Please. I love you."

"Yeah, I thought you did, but that was a lie. Now please leave."

Derek sighed, gathered up the papers and left. When Tanya and Lidia returned several minutes later they found him on the couch crying. No words were spoken as they both wrapped their arms around him as he continued to sob.

TBC...

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