The black car crept up along the sidewalk in front of the apartment building. Jessica turned to the elderly woman in the driver's seat.

"Thank you for driving me home Dr. Hannan." She gave a polite smile. The psychotherapist made a note of her behavior; it was her job after all.

"It's no problem Dear, you were my last appointment and all. I wouldn't want you out alone late like this anyways." She smiled to the girl. She hadn't changed much from the way she acted when she arrived in Virginia. She was quiet, reserved, and quiet stand offish, but it was expected with what she's been through. It had only been a few months since she arrived. She watched as Jessica slipped out of the car and crossed the front of the car. "Remember your next appointment is Thursday. The office is closed Tuesday." Dr, Hannan reminded her. Jessica turned and gave another polite smile.

"I'll remember. Thanks again Dr. Hannan." She gave a small wave before entering the building. Dr. Hannan sighed; her old student was taking care of this girl. He was a very bright man, but social awkward. She couldn't even imagine what it was like for those two to live together.

Jessica exited the elevator with her keys in her hand. She walked up to the apartment door before looking up from the keys she was playing with. She stopped and went cold. The door was cracked open. A thief? Her heart sped up and only quickened when she heart movement in the room. She stood frozen as the door opened. She looked up into a pair of brown eyes.

"Jessica? What are you doing standing in the hall?" he asked. Her fear immediately replaced with joy when she was Spencer standing in the doorway.

"Oh, I just got back from my therapy." She muttered before giving Spencer a smile. He chuckled and let her inside, locking the door behind her. "Why didn't you tell me you where going to be back today?" she asked seeing he hadn't even taken his go-bag off.

"I was doing paperwork on the way back so I could come home sooner." He muttered, his face turning a light pink color remembering how his team mates noticed his eagerness to get home to Jessica. He pulled his bag off and set it in the floor. He just cared about her, that's what he kept telling himself. "Why are you just now getting home? It's been dark outside for a while now." He asked removing his tie and walking into the bedroom to change.

"Dr. Hannan took me to get something to eat because I thought I'd be alone again." she muttered resting her purse beside Spencer's bag.

"That's good you ate. Morgan and Garcia got everyone take out." He said walking back into the room in sweatpants and a baggy shirt, his usual sleep attire. Jessica then went to the bedroom to change into her own sleep attire. Spencer went to the couch and lay down. It had been a long day, and he was ready just to relax with Jessica. He smiled, he loved being around her. He loved seeing her open up, but even Spencer knew that just being her friend was all he could do. He couldn't push himself on her, she'd close right up again.

"Spencer?" he hear her voice above him. His eyes shot open to see her looking down at him. "Can I join you?" she asked him.

"Um, yeah." He muttered as Jessica walked around the couch. She was in her own pair of sweat pants and shirt. Spencer threw his arm on the back of the couch and sat up on his elbow to sit up, but Jessica lay beside him resting her head against his chest.

"I tried to watch that show you like while you were gone." She muttered into his chest with a smile. Spencer was a little shocked at her actions, but listened to what she said.

"Star Trek?" he asked looking down at her. Her eyes were closed, her left hand rested on her stomach, and her right hand against Spencer.

"Yeah, that one." She nodded. "It was quiet boring without you informing me throughout the whole thing." She muttered with a grin. Spencer felt his face flush. He usually babbled about random things through out the show. Spencer broke from his thoughts when he heard Jessica again.

"Pardon?" he asked looking down at her, she was smiling again.

"I said I love being with you. There's no pressure, it feels…" she stopped and bit her lip. "Natural, I guess."

"Mirthful" he muttered moving his hand from the back of the couch to his stomach. Jessica opened her eyes.

"What?" she asked with wide eyes looking at him.

"Um, it means happy." He muttered adoring the look on confusion on her face. She smiled when he answered.

"Very mirthful" she grinned before placing her head back to his chest. "You're my knight." She muttered her eyes fluttering closed.

"Well, when most people say 'knight' they are referring to the medieval knights of Europe. They were seen as rescuers or defenders in…" Spencer stopped his chattering and looked down to find Jessica sleeping against his chest.