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Sex, Birth and Death

Thanksgiving is over and I'm glad to be back. I missed Spence so much. It was good get back home and back to work. My Aunt and Uncle were disappointed that I didn't bring Spencer with me to visit with them. I told them once again that Spence was spending time with his mother. I had to explain to my aunt again that the holidays were the only time he gets to see her, and then only if we weren't busy with a case.

We had the usual large turkey dinner, put together by my Aunts and cousins. I stay out of the kitchen as I'm hopeless there and tend to burn things. I got the job of setting the table and clearing up with my two nephews after the meal was over.

My niece's baby is getting big. She's so adorable. Aunt Gina saw me holding and playing with her. She wanted to know when I was going to have a baby. Why does she think that I would? I wonder if Spencer's ever thought about having children. What am I saying…? Of course he hasn't thought about it. I need to get a hold on myself and stop thinking crazy things. We've barely started seeing each other.

Now I'm back at work and instead of a couple of slow days, we got thrown right into a case here in DC

Why can't we have one week without something gruesome and terrible happening? I guess it's job security. The day began as normal… I went into the office and began the usual search for a case for the team. I was on my way into the bullpen when Spence flew out of the elevator like someone had lit a fire in his shoes.

I attempted to say hello, but he blew by me like I was standing still. He wanted to know who my contact was on the DC PD. Apparently some high school kid approached him in the subway station asking about prostitutes getting killed. He knew enough about the details of the case to get the attention of the team.

Spence was really upset that he let this kid get away. What was he supposed to do, tackle the kid and drag him into the BAU in handcuffs? We didn't know at that time whether this young man was the one that killed the prostitutes.

Morgan and Prentiss went out to the streets to talk to the prostitutes in the area. Two of them recognized the boy as someone that watched them, but never approached them.

Hotch got a visit from Congresswoman Steyer who warned him not to call a press conference to talk about the killings. She wanted to announce that DC is crime free because of her anti-crime initiatives. I know that didn't go over well at all with the boss.

Garcia and Spence found the boy in the yearbook pictures of a local private school. His name is Nathan Harris. Morgan, Spence and Gideon went to talk to him at his home. They also brought him back to the BAU so he could be evaluated. It turned out that he approached Reid because he wanted help not to hurt anyone.

Another prostitute was killed while Nathan was in our custody, so we had to go back to the profile. I wanted to do a press conference, but Hotch told me no. He wasn't happy about Congresswoman Steyer's threats. She must be either brave or powerful to threaten Hotch. I wouldn't dare do that.

Gideon concluded from his evaluation that Nathan would eventually kill someone and Spence was very unhappy about it. He takes the problems of others on his shoulders all the time and suffers with them. I wish he… but then he wouldn't be who he is if he didn't.

Nathan left his house and his mother called us. Morgan and Spencer went looking for him and found him in a church just after another woman was killed. They brought him back to Quantico.

Hotch had me do a press conference in which he was the one that spoke to the reporters. He wanted to send a message to Karen Steyer. She came into the office and was pretty angry with him, but he got her to talk to some prostitutes we had brought into the office. They helped her identify a man from one of her committees who didn't feel that enough was being done to stop prostitution in the city. The guys eventually found him.

I had to deal with the press and the fallout of the Congresswoman's assertion that the city was crime free and the capture of a serial killer. For once in my life I didn't want to be anywhere other than with Spence. I pulled Garcia aside and begged her to take him out somewhere since I knew he'd just sit there and brood about everything.

The next thing I know, I'm called out to a motel where Nathan tried to commit suicide in front of a prostitute he'd hired. She had called Spence because Nathan left his card out like some kind of terrible suicide note. So it was Garcia and Reid that found him with his wrists cut. I had to deal with the press again, Don't those jackals ever turn off their scanners?

Spence was at my place with Gideon when I got home. Somehow Gideon always seems to know what Spence needs. There was blood all over his hands and his sweater vest. He kept muttering about how it'd never come out of the material, and he must have washed his hands ten times before he'd let me make him tea.

He's asleep now… I wouldn't take him home. There was no way he was going to be alone after that. He wouldn't go to sleep unless I lay down with him and held him. He was shaking like a leaf and it broke my heart. Why is the world so cruel to such a gentle soul? I have to finish this now, before he wakes up alone.

Please don't let anything else bad happen to him!