This is it, my sweet babies. This is the final chapter! Which I actually loved to write, it was really sweet to receive all these nioce comemts and thank you all again, I love you all.
Love, Laís.
When Spencer walked back inside the room with the team -as well as Maeve's parents who had just arrived in the hospital from their hometown, and Erin Strauss who had come to visit as well- they were met with Maeve having a giggle as she was holding Saoirse in her arms.
A crowd of 'AWWN' erupted -especially from JJ, Alex and Penelope- and it went on as Spencer picked his child and cradled in his arms.
"She's so pretty." Mary Donovan says as she and her husband got to take a closer look. They each held her for a while and passed her along for everyone to hold.
"So?" Derek asks after he passes Saoirse back to Maeve's arms. Spencer looks at Maeve and she nods and he sits on the small space on the bed and she starts speaking.
"Well, picking the godparents was a really hard task, but we can only pick two people but we want you all to know that you all can consider yourselves aunts and uncles." Maeve starts and her baby "But we decided that Alex is the godmother."
"Thank you two, that means a lot." Alex smiles but she is interrupted by Rossi and Derek, who ask about the godfather.
Spencer is the one, who speaks this time, but he takes time to notice that neither JJ nor Penelope seems angry at their choice; instead they are looking at Saoirse and showing her some teddy bear they bought.
"We chose" he speaks but pauses; both because he is sure they may faint and two because they are so nervous it gets a bit funny. "Hotch."
"What?!" Derek says and is accompanied by Dave is his fit of indignation.
"I will be honored." Hotch muses and takes Saoirse in his arms. He is glad that Spencer got to live this, he can recall how happy he was when Jack was born and Hotch is glad that he could help Spencer have his chance. He may have not saved Haley but at least he helped Spencer and Maeve.
Hocth would be fine if he wasn't picked, in fact he did not even think that he was an option but now that he is the godfather of Saoirse Reid, he will do his best to never let this little girl down.
"Rossi can be grandpa, then." Derek laughs but smiles as he sees Aaron holding the newborn girl in his arms. Hotch is smiling and bouncing as he hums a song under his breath for the child.
Everyone turns to look at the door as a knock is heard. The door opens and Will comes in, he is with both Henry and Jack; who had cone to meet Uncle Spencer's daughter.
"Uncle Spence!" Henry shouts running towards his godfather. Jack is a lot more quieter and goes to his dad.
"That's Saoirse." Hotch says, showing the child to his son and to Henry. "She is Spencer and Maeve's daughter."
"She is tiny." 5 years old Henry notices.
"She is." Maeve laughs "but she'll grow up soon."
Henry then looks at his mother and father and asks "Was I ever that small?"
"We all were that tiny one day." Will answer.
An hour later, when everyone leaves the room; Spencer is sitting on the hospital bed with Maeve resting her head on his chest as she holds Saoirse in her arms.
"Did you think that we would do it?" She asks "When we first talked?"
"Honestly, after the second letter I received I knew that I loved you." Spencer says truthfully "I may have been too scared to say it to you, but I knew that we would end up together. No doubt in my mind."
Maeve leans her head up and kisses him softly in the lips; she knew that she wouldn't let this man slip away from her since the day one. Now, instead of nightmares that plagued her mind constantly during the year she was forced to hide in her own house; she had wonderful dreams about her new life. About how happy she is.
"I love you more than words can describe." Maeve muses, her forehead touching his own.
"I know, I love you too." he begins "I didn't think I could love you more but now I do, I'm still in that dream-like stage, we are a family, we have a baby."
"Who needs to get on her crib now, don't you?" Maeve smiles and hands her to Spencer, how places her gently on the small crib near Maeve's bed. He kisses the baby's forehead and sits on the chair near her bed.
"You should sleep, you know?" Spencer says and Maeve shakes her head and pats he space left on the bed.
"Come on, if you sleep on that chair your back will be ruined by tomorrow." Maeve pleads and makes Spencer joins her in the small hospital bed.
The bed is hardly enough to fit them, but Spencer and Maeve find themselves in a comfortable position where Maeve rests her head on Spencer's chest and his arms wrap protectively around her -an habit he made after she was taken by her stalker and he nearly lost her; Spencer hating the thought of her slipping through his fingers again- and sleeping peacefully.
That is, until their baby Saoirse wakes them up for the first time, crying and fussing on her crib, notoriously asking for her mother.
"It's four a.m." Spencer says as Maeve feeds her and hands her to him.
"She actually slept more than-"She begins but Spencer completes.
"What is usually expected for a baby." He smiles "You should get back to bed; I'll take care of her. I will always take care of our little angel."
And that is a promise that Spencer Reid makes to himself that night. He will never follow any bad example he had. No matter how hard and dark their lives may get, he will always be there for the people he loves the most: Maeve and Saoirse, as well as any more children they may have in the future. After all the love he feels for them it's so big, it cannot be measured and it it's what matters the most.
"Love seeks one thing only: the good of the one loved. It leaves all the other secondary effects to take care of themselves. Love, therefore, is its own reward."
Thomas Merton