Disclaimer: I sadly don't own anything from CM.

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When Spencer walked in the conference room, he kept trying to sneak glances at Garcia. He could tell she was purposely ignoring him. Then he would look at Derek, and he couldn't help but feel tension between them. Everyone turned their attention to Hotch when he walked in.

Emily was the first to speak. "Where's Rossi at?"

Derek smirked and leaned back in his chair, "Probably on another book tour."

Hotch gave a small smile and walked to the front of the room. "Actually, your right Morgan."

The whole group gave a small chuckle, but then Hotch pulled up a news casting and silence fell on the room.

"Shots have been fired inside the local bank in Quantico,Virginia. From what we've gathered no one has been injured but the robber says if his demands aren't met, hostages may die. Local police have not informed us of what he wants, but from what we understand the local FBI is coming."

Hotch turned the off TV and everyone turned to him.

"Hotch, why are we going exactly?" Derek questioned, sitting back up.

Hotch's gaze turned to him. "The unsub has a bomb. The police don't want the media to find out."

Garcia's eyes widened. "A bomb?" She asked, leaning forward in her chair.

Hotch's gaze was solemn. "Yes, he said if his demands aren't met within two hours he will detonate it."

Emily nodded, her face serious. "When are we leaving?"

Hotch started to walk out of the room. "Now, we leave now. Emily, I want you to ride with me. Then Morgan and Reid ride together. Get there as fast as you can."

Morgan glanced at Reid, and then started to walk away. Reid mentally sighed. This was going to be an awkward drive. After getting in the car, they sped down the interstate and were there within ten minutes. When they stepped out, Reid could already see Hotch talking with the head officer. Reid and Morgan walked up, and the officer turned to them.

"Thanks for coming. I'm officer Nite," he said while shaking both men's hands.

Derek looked around trying to see through the thick crowd of people. " Where's Prentiss?"

Hotch nodded to the officer, and motioned for Morgan and Reid to follow.

"Emily is talking to Garcia; she's trying to get live video feed. Morgan, I want you-"

Hotch was cut off when three gunshots were fired. Everyone ducked down and covered their head.

Officer Nite walked over, his face was furious. "What are we going to do? There are people inside. We need to send men in!"

Hotch looked at him and shook his head, his voice filled with authority." No. That would do more damage than good."

Officer Nite walked away, mumbling things under his breath.

"Hotch man! What are we going to do?" Morgan said as frustration started seeping into his voice.

"We need to get inside his head. I found out his demands, he is asking for money, a get-a-way car, and his kids."

Reid knit his eyebrows together in confusion and looked up at the building, "His kids?"

Emily weaved through the large crowds of people and ran over with her phone out, "Garcia, could you repeat that?"

Garcia's upbeat voice came through, "Sure my lovely's! I got the live footage like you asked, so I ran a still shot of him through my data base, and viola! A record, his name is George Young, age thirty-three. He was released from prison about three months ago, and since then, he's been good.

Spencer drummed his fingers on the table, mentally trying to figure out the unsub's personality," What was he in prison for?"

"Well…" Garcia said while typing away. "Ah-Ha! Well my boy genius, he was in prison for robbery and second degree murder."

Derek smiled down at the phone, "You are amazing baby girl."

Spencer felt a pang of jealousy hit him, but he quickly shook the feeling and asked the next question.

"Has he been divorced recently?"

"Well, it looks like about a month ago the judge ruled him an unfit parent and gave custody to the mom. Aww. About two days ago she moved down to Indiana to be with her family."

Emily shook her head and looked up at the bank. "There's our trigger."

Derek nodded at Emily and then looked down at the phone. "Thanks Garcia."

"Adios my darlings! Be safe." Garcia chirped.

Emily hung up the phone and turned to Hotch, who had been silently debating his options. The whole group shook their heads. They were stuck.

Reid looked around and saw all the fear in people's eyes. Deciding it was the best option he cleared his throat and offered a solution. "I-I could go inside and try to talk to him?"

Derek looked at him, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Reid! No, you can't."

Reid offered him a weak smile. "What other options do we have? I'm the least intimidating out of all of us. He would be more likely to open up to me."

Derek opened his mouth to speak, but then Hotch beat him to it. His voice was firm. "Morgan, Reid's right. We need to do something, he is getting impatient."

Hotch looked up at the bank and then back at Reid. "Do you think you can handle this?"

Reid nodded, his face serious. Derek looked ready to explode.

Hotch gave a tight nod, his face giving away nothing. "Okay. Morgan, get Reid ready, and Prentiss tell Officer Nite about this."

Derek walked up to Reid and started to explain procedure and then he strapped on his bullet proof vest. At the end, Derek just stood there starting at Spencer. He looked ready to say more, but instead he shook his head and said.

"Be careful pretty boy. I-We can't lose you."

Reid smiled. "Of course, I am the genius."

Derek chuckled and punched him lightly in the arm. "Cocky much?"

Reid smirked and walked over to Hotch.

"I'm ready," He said, his voice serious again. Spencer looked up at the building and mentally groaned. He knew he was a trouble magnet, but he was just hoping this would go well, and everyone could go home safely.

Hotch looked up at Spencer. "Okay, be careful. We know he's angry, so watch what you say. You don't want to set him off."

Reid nodded and gave Derek a quick glance. He made a silent promise. If he came out alive he would tell Derek his feelings. After opening the door the unsub turned his gun to him. Reid surveyed the room quickly, and saw people were ducked under desks, huddling in corners, and just sitting still, trying not to draw attention to their selves.

"What do you want?" George screamed. He pulled out his hand made bomb detonator and showed Spencer, making sure he knew he really did have a bomb.

Spencer kept taking slow steps forward, his arms raised, "I-I just want to talk."

George started walking towards him, and Spencer mind went into overdrive trying to think of what to say, and count how many people were being held. He counted eleven.

"Uhhh, George right?" Spencer said quickly.

George stopped walking and put his detonator higher in the air as he cocked his head to the side, "How do you know my name?" George questioned.

"Your kids told me, t-they said-,"

The unsub ran at him, and grabbed his neck, his eyes blazing, "Don't talk about them," He spat, enunciating each word.

George dropped him and started to walk away. Spencer figured it was his only chance, and he lunged. He grabbed his foot and pulled him down. George turned around and shot. The bullet grazed Spencer's arm, and he yelped in pain and kicked the gun away. Spencer jumped up and grabbed his gun and pointed it at George.

"Freeze!" He shouted, his voice trembling slightly.

George started to stand up, getting ready to reach for the detonator. Spencer shot two bullets and the unsub fell. The doors burst open and Spencer dropped the gun, feeling disgusted.

Derek looked at the dead body and then ran up to the youngest agent. "Pretty boy! It's okay. You did great."

Spencer fell in his arms, and Derek just held him and kept whispering, "You did great."

After everything was settled, Derek invited Spencer over. He knew deep down he wanted Spencer over to reassure himself that he was okay.

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Later that evening Spencer came over for a movie. Derek kept trying to tell himself it wasn't a date, but he couldn't shake the nervousness he felt. When the doorbell rang he felt his heart speed up. "Calm down" he whispered to himself. He walked over and opened the door, only to be greeted with a small red rose.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't know if I was supposed to bring anything..." Spencer said trailing off.

Derek looked Spencer over and saw he was wearing a plain red t-shirt with black jeans. Derek smiled internally, he couldn't believe how attractive he looked.

He gave him a mega-watt smile and led him inside. "It's perfect."

Spencer blushed and followed him inside. Spencer stood in the living room looking around. Derek's house looked like a normal bachelor pad with leather couches and a big flat screen.

"Well, you can pick the movie. I'm not sure what you like." Derek said while putting the flower in a vase.

Spencer walked over to the bookcase and scanned the shelves. "Hmm, well let's watch a comedy. How about Hitch? I heard it was funny." He said carrying the DVD over to Derek.

Derek smiled at him. "Sounds good."

After a few hours, Spencer stood up.

"I should be going." Spencer said while grabbing his stuff off the ground.

Derek looked at the clock. "Uhh…Yeah…okay. I'll walk you out." He said standing up and turning off the TV.

Spencer blushed and starting walking towards the door. "Thanks."

Derek smiled and put his arm around his shoulders. "Anytime pretty boy."

They walked down to the parking lot and Derek stood awkwardly, debating whether or not he should ask his next question.

"You okay, Derek?" Spencer asked while searching for his car keys.

Derek snapped out of it and leaned against Spencer's car. "Yeah! I'm glad you came Spencer. I was wondering if you would want to do something like this again?" Derek said awkwardly, fidgeting with his hands.

"Yeah!" Spencer said enthusiastically. "I-I mean, I would love to," he said blushing.

"Great!" Derek said grabbing Spencer's hand.

Spencer blushed and looked at their interlaced fingers. When he looked back up he saw Derek staring at him intensely and blushed more.

"Well, good night Derek," Spencer said smiling widely and reaching for his car door.

"Good night," Derek said squeezing his hand. Before he could over think, he leaned down and kissed him gently on the forehead. Spencer's blush darkened even more, if that was possible, and he got in his car still in a daze. Derek walked back inside, and watched Spencer drive away. He felt excited and giddy. He couldn't believe he was looking forward to his next "date" with Spencer.

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