AN: The third instalment of the Baked Goods One Shots. This one is longer, at a whopping 826 words. This one also has a bit more meaning for Spencer. Read, and enjoy.

Halloween Treats

Sophia had always known Halloween was Spencer's favourite holiday; the pair had met in a messy Halloween store just before the night itself. She had been in search of a last minute costume, he some extra items for the one he had at home. This year was their first Halloween together, and she had decided that she would make it the best one yet.

Spencer was away on a case in Arkansas, but was due back by morning, and morning was Halloween. So Sophia spent the day intermittently baking and decorating the apartment in spooky and scary items. She baked Spencer's favourite, short cake, earlier in the day, and was now working on a batch of Pumpkin Drop Cookies.

The kitchen was, once again, in a state of disaster, flour, sugar, spices, egg shells, bottles, cans, bowls, were all laid out across the counter, spilling over onto the floor and into the sink. She held a bowl in her arms and was mixing the contents vigorously. Yet, the smile on her face betrayed her happiness at the task. If someone were to see her, they would instantly realize that she enjoyed what she was doing.

After the dough was thoroughly mixed together, she began to drop small dollops onto a cookie sheet. She hummed as she slid the sheet into the preheated oven. Once the second, and final, tray was ready for its turn in the oven, Sophia began the task of cleaning her baking mess.

She placed all the dishes she used in the sink, after taking the shells and empty cans and bottles out. She threw away all of the empty things she had used and swept the majority of the excess flour and what not off of the counter into the garbage while she was at it. She scrubbed the counters clean, then the dishes.

At twelve minutes in the oven per tray, half an hour later, she was scrubbing the cookie sheets while the cookies cooled on wire racks on the stove. Once the sheets were clean, she went about packing way the cool cookies and finishing the cleanup.

Spencer was excited to be home. Not only was it Halloween, but it was his first Halloween with Sophia. He knew she would have something planned, but he still couldn't figure out what. During his calls to her, she had kept brief about what she was doing, and always seemed to be on her way to do something. With a bounce in his step, he made his way to the metro station to catch the train back to their apartment.

Coming up the stairs to the apartment door, he said hello to three neighbors and wished them all a happy Halloween, and gave the single child he saw a chocolate bar, "the first piece of Halloween candy, is always the best," he told her, then skipped his way to his own door and went inside.

His eyes widened as he took in the room before him. There were cobwebs everywhere, in the corners and along his book shelves, black plastic spiders sat tucked onto each one. There were two pumpkins sitting, seemingly waiting to be carved by the kitchen door, both round and large. Steam leaked out of the bathroom door, along with a hint of a song being sung.

Spencer smiled and walked slowly through the room, examining the decorations that took up residence in the living room. He saw a large bag by the door and peeked inside, there were even more decoration inside. He was excited, Sophia wouldn't buy more then she meant to, there had to be another place to be decorated.

When he heard the water shut off in the shower, he quickly and quietly made his way to the bedroom and laid himself across the bed. A moment later, Sophia came into the room wrapped in a bath robe with a towel in her hair. She didn't notice him at first, as she was both drying her hair and looking towards the closet that was on the opposite side of the room from the bed.

Spencer laid in silence, waiting for her to notice him with a slight smirk on his face. He unconsciously kept count of how long it took her to pull on a pair of his pajama pants and a loose looking t-shirt and drop the towel into the dirty laundry hamper in the closet before she turned to face him.

"Spencer!" She half shouted, half whispered at him. "You aren't supposed to be here until morning!"

"Spencer's smirk faltered, she didn't seem happy to see him. "Sorry? Hotch wanted to be on the plane tonight so that he could be rested for taking Jack out tomorrow night."

Sophia's face twisted slightly and nodded. "It's okay, I just had it all planned. I even baked Pumpkin Cookies."

Spencer's smirk came back full force, "Cookies? I think we can still enjoy cookies a night early."