Perfection Chapter 2: Will You?, a criminal minds fanfic

Perfection

Chapter Two: Will you?

By Ann Parker (Movie)

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George Eliot once said, "I like not only to be loved, but to be told that I am loved; the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave."

The next few days had actually worked out as planned. Sarah had had one more flashback when they first got home, but then they seemed to fade away now that she could sleep in her own bed with Reid's arms wrapped around her. She had also only gotten sick once more. It put his mind at great ease and he actually recovered some of his lost sleep as well. They had spent the time relaxing in her apartment by watching movies – her continuing education project with him – reading, or more precisely Reid reciting to her, and just lounging around. Well, that and some recreational activity in the bedroom of course.

It was the third day, a Sunday morning, and they were lying in her bed, her head resting on his chest, after such an activity. She was lightly dosing, but he couldn't sleep. He was staring at the ceiling, softly combing his fingers through her hair, and listening to the music coming from her iPod stereo. A light August breeze blew in from her bedroom window. With her flashbacks ceasing, his brain had gone back to trying to figure out how to propose. Why couldn't he come up with a solution to this? He was so good at solving crimes, but this was a puzzle he couldn't seem to figure out.

Sarah moved slightly, rubbing the heal of her foot down the inside of his leg and immediately getting his attention. She lifted her head and looked up at him. "Hey you," she greeted. He bent down slightly and kissed her.

"Hey," he replied when they separated. Sarah smiled at him, propping herself up so she could look into his eyes easier.

"You know, I keep forgetting to thank Morgan for that gag gift he got you," she stated, a hint of humor in her voice. Reid laughed.

"Yeah, I should give it back to him since I've memorized it now," he countered. About a month after Sarah had joined the team, Morgan somehow got out of the younger man that they had yet to move to the next level in their relationship. Deciding that Reid just needed some pointers, Morgan bought him a copy of The Joy of Sex and stuck it in one of his desk drawers as a joke. If only he knew how much use they got out of it…

Sarah sighed slightly and Reid looked down at her. She had a soft smile on her face and pushed some of the hair off his face.

"I love this song," she commented, starting to hum along. Tuning in, he heard the soft voice of Alison Krauss. "Try as I may I could never explain what I hear when you don't say a thing," Sarah was now softly singing. God, how he loved her voice. He was glad Gideon had just about forced her into revealing that hidden talent. He watched as she closed her eyes and curled up next to him. The words of "When you say Nothing at All" drifted over them and an idea finally came to him. Why put it into words when actions can say more? He kept an eye on her to make sure she didn't see what he was doing and quietly reached into the drawer of the nightstand. He opened the small box and pulled out the ring.

"Poor Mister Webster could never define what's being said between your heart and mine," Sarah sang and Reid smiled. No wonder he couldn't find the words, there weren't any. If there were, he would know them. He watched as she opened her eyes slightly and he sat up a little so he was bent over her. He began to kiss her as he pulled her left hand away from her by lacing it in his. He had set the ring down on the bed at just the right distance, her hand almost touching it. He heard her moan slightly and knew he better do this fast before he lost focus. Carefully, he slid the ring down her finger, all while still kissing her. Once it was securely on, he felt her ever so slightly stiffen underneath him, what he had just done registering in her head. She pulled away from his kiss and turned her head to see a simple, but beautiful diamond ring on her finger. She turned back, a large smile on her face, and locked eye contact with him.

"Will you?" he managed to crock out. She wrapped her arms around him, her fingers buried in his hair.

"What do you think?" she asked as she pulled him into a passionate kiss.

He pulled away slightly, "so that was a yes?" He could feel her body shake slightly with laughter.

"Yes that was a yes, Spencer. I would love to marry you," she reassured him. He grinned and kissed her once more. "I love you," she whispered when they pulled apart for air.

"I love you too," he replied and began to kiss her again.

"You know," she started as he began to work his way down her body. "I don't think this was what Jason meant when he ordered us to take a few days off." She watched as he stopped kissing her stomach and looked up at her.

"Please never mention Gideon in a conversation when we're lying in bed naked," he stated. Laughter filled the room as she pulled him back up to her eye level.

"Sorry, it'll never happen again. Now," she said in a saucy voice, "let's put that eidetic memory of yours to good use."

"As you wish," he grinned.

A few hours later Sarah woke up to find Reid sleeping peacefully next to her. She looked back down at her ring and smiled. She couldn't believe her luck these last few months. Never in her wildest dreams did she think she ever have her dream job and Spencer…

With her history she had never had any faith in men. Except for Jason and even that had taken time before she could completely trust him. She had been pretty much a loner in high school, with only a few friends. All the guys avoided her and she avoided them, afraid they were all like her stepfather. In college, she could hardly be around guys for the first few years, still reeling from her attack. A few friends got her to go on a few dates during her junior and senior year, but she never felt comfortable. Yet when she met Spencer that day at the office and looked in his eyes she had felt completely at ease. She just knew in her heart that he was kind and caring. It only took her those few days to trust him, which was why she could tell him her story. Not even some of her closest friends at school knew the true details of her ordeal. Even though it had been painful, she knew she could tell him. She felt so safe in his arms. He truly understood her and didn't judge her for her flaws just as she did for him. She was incredibly lucky for having met and fallen in love with Dr. Spencer Reid, the sleeping form next to her. She pushed some of his hair off his face and watched him sleep for a bit. She couldn't believe she was going to marry this incredible man. Wait until the team found out. The team…

She sat up quickly and looked at her alarm clock. 4:30 pm. Oh god, what had they done all day? Ignoring the answer that popped into her head, she shook Spencer, getting out of the bed seconds later.

"Hmm," was the only response she got.

"Spencer, wake up! We're supposed to be at Hotch's house in a half hour!" she yelled, causing Reid to become fully conscious.

"What?" he asked as she threw some clothes, hers and his, on the bed. She grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bathroom.

"Remember? Haley is throwing a little barbecue today before the fall weather kicks in," she replied. She turned on the water as he followed her into the shower. A blast of water hit his face and he was now fully aware that his fiancée – he liked the sound of that – was standing next to him, water dripping off her smooth skin.

"You know, we could just call and say you're still not feeling well," he said, wrapping his arms around her. She spun around in his grasp and handed him his shampoo.

"Not if you want Jason suddenly appearing to check on me," she countered. Now that would be an awkward moment.

"Good point." They quickly finished their shower and got dressed. Sarah grabbed the desert she had remembered to make the day before and they headed out the door, both forgetting the fact that they would need to make an announcement in a few short minutes.