Hey everyone! Alright i'll start by saying thank you to whitecrossgirl and SpencerFTW and a guest to left review (and all of you eho left me kudos on AO3) It really menas a lot. And I must let you know taht i will be making a trip omorrow night so no new chapter for like five or six days (I'll write but not post it), and I'm sorry for this chpater, I just wanted to inclued this bit. Also teh timeline will be different from CM.

***4 months later***

Today is the scariest day of Maeve's life. She didn't got this scared when she started being stalked, when she was meeting Spencer for the first time or when she was kidnapped by Diane. Today is much, much worse than that because Spencer is in danger.

This shouldn't be happening Maeve thinks as she waits restlessly for any news on her husband. Why? this isn't fair, why did he had to get hurt.

Everything was going smoothly to them in the past months; they found out that they would have a baby girl -much to Penelope's and JJ amusement- and then it all fell apart when Derek knocked on the door of their apartament.

Maeve knew there was something wrong. After all why would Derek be there to see her and not Spencer?

"I'm going." Maeve calls out but as she opens the door and sees Derek Morgan she knows that there is something awfully wrong happening. "Is he okay?"

Derek gave her no answer but she knew. She only hoped that it wasn't too late.

Maeve sank to the floor and sobbed uncontrollably, her arms on wrapped around her belly.

Derek sits next to her and finally says something. "He's still alive, but you know I won't lie."

"It's bad, isn't it?" She asks and he nods. "Take me to see him. Please."

Maeve is thankful she did not receive the news on the phone; she doesn't think that she would be able to even leave the house, even less drive to the hospital.

"He'll be alright, you know him. He won't let himself die now." Derek says, driving him and Maeve to the hospital. "Kid's too stubborn to not be with his girls."

"I only hope you are right." Maeve replies, praying to whatever gods there were that her Spencer would be alright.

"Mrs. Reid?" A woman calls; mist likely a nurse in her late thirties.

"Yes?" Maeve asks resting her hands protectively on her baby bump. "Any news on my husband?"

The woman nods but motions to Maeve to sit. She knows Spencer is alive, she can feel it in her bones. He isn't dead. Injured badly maybe, but not dead just yet. Or perhaps that is her hopeful thinking.

"Your husband was shot in the neck, so that is being an extremely difficult surgery." The nurse begins" He is not out of danger yet, but so far the surgery is being successful. Your husband is a real fighter."

At her words everyone in the room -Maeve and the BAU team- let a collective breath of relieve.

"How long it will take now?" Alex asks but the nurse shakes her head.

"We can't know for sure." The nurse -whose Maeve doesn't know the name- replies.

She then leaves and everyone gets back to their previous nervous state, even if a little less nervous now.

"I am sorry." Alex says sitting next to Maeve.

"It's not your fault, Alex." Maeve begins "Spencer knows what he was doing."

That does little good in easing Alex guilt from letting Spencer get shot. He jumped in front of her to try and stop the UnSub but he got hurt on the way. Alex doesn't think she can forgive herself if he dies tonight because of her.

"Do you two give my godchild a name already?" Derek asks trying to light up the mode. "We can't call her baby genius forever."

"Not yet, we would decide it tonight." Maeve muses "but we have thought of Saoirse, it means freedom."

"It's very pretty." Penelope replies "Saoirse Reid. That sounds pretty."

"We aren't sure yet, nor we have idea for the middle name." Maeve answers her "And before you ask." She continues trying to fight her nervousism "We still do not know who we will pick for godparent."

"I know that you two will pick who you find that will do best for your daughter." Hotch starts speaking "After all it won't be much of a difference, will it? We will all be part of it as uncles and aunts."

"Yes, but the godparent is special." Rossi intervenes. He and Derek had made a huge deal about the godparent of the newest BAU baby, both arguing over who could teach more and be a better example.

"I agree, and who better than a writer and senior profiler?" Rossi went on.

"Senior, you said it yourself." Derek laughs "Can't you just be Grandpa Dave and let the god parenting to someone younger."

Maeve was glad that she had many options but she knew that when the time comes, she and Spencer would need to make a decision. They had talked about it and haven't made a decision yet.

"How about we just say everyone is a godparent?" Spencer sighs and they continue on their hard task of giving their unborn child a godparent.

"You know we cannot do that." Maeve laughs "perhaps Alex? She helped us so much."

"I like the idea of Alex as godmother but you know that JJ and Penelope may kill us for it." He replies and Maeve sighs.

"I know but I think they'll accept, eventually." Maeve replies and he nods.

"I agree, so now we have Alex as godmother. How about the godfather?" Spencer asks and Maeve sighs again. They were dreading this moment, knowing that Rossi, Hotch and Derek are fighting over it.

"We'll see." He says but it's interrupted by a phone call. "Sorry Mae."

"You've got to go?" Maeve asks even though she knows the answer already. She doesn't mind it much actually. It's his job, of course she misses him deeply but knowing that he is helping people makes it more bearable.

Spencer nods and kisses her on the lips and places his hands on her bump. "I'll see you two sooner; this one is here in town."

"Be careful." She states.

"Don't worry about me, and don't stay up till late, you and our girl need to sleep." He asks and she nods.

"Same thing to you, don't work till sunrise."

Little after Maeve leaves to get a cup of tea –she and Spencer having cut off coffee due to her pregnancy- the same nurse and a doctor arrive in the room to talk to them. Hotch and JJ had left to meet with their families but David, Derek, Alex and Penelope were still there and promised to give them all the information they received after they left.

"Mrs. Reid?" The doctor asks and Maeve stands up.

"How is he?" She prompts.

"The surgery was a success, it will take some time for him to fully recover, but your husband will be fine." The doctor says "He is in his room now, nurse Mary will take you there, but only one person at the time."

"You go." Rossi told Maeve even though he didn't have to. She would be the first one there anyway.

When Maeve walked in the room, she saw Spencer laying there on that bed. And even though he had loads of bandages wrapped around his neck and his face was pale and he looked really Ill, Maeve knew that it would be fine. They would always be fine.

"Hey." She asks tracing her finger on his cheek. He opens his eyes and looks at her, he smiles,

"How are you?" he asks and she laughs a little.

"I should be the one asking that, don't you think?" Maeve replies and kisses his cheek. "I was so worried."

"I know, I'm sorry about that." He starts "I was just helping."

"I know that and don't you ever think I blame anyone for you for getting shot, well actually I blame the shooter." Maeve goes on "You are a hero, an example to everyone, you know that?"

"I'm you're hero?" he teases.

"You always were but seriously now, you need to be a little more careful, we can't lose you."

"You won't." He says and kisses her softly.

"You should sleep more; I'll be here when you wake up." Maeve asks and he nods, holding her hand.

"Love you." He says and falls into a deep and well deserved slumber.

"A family is a risky venture, because the greater the love, the greater the loss... That's the trade-off. But I'll take it all."

Brad Pitt