By Any Other Name

A/N: This is the end folks! A totally corny ending, but at least it's finished and hopefully everyone will enjoy it :0) Thanks for reading!

Grace lay on her bed, breathing softly, her phone next to her bed waiting to ring. She had been waiting for a call from Reid to let her know he was finally home and had fallen asleep in the process. She was so deep asleep she didn't wake up when her door opened and something was set down beside her. She finally did wake when she felt someone lay down beside her, when her eyes opened her gaze was met with the curves of a flower. Lifting herself up on one elbow she looked at it and realized it was a simple white orchid. She picked the flower up and smiled at it as she made the connection to its meaning.

"I did some research on my way home. I believe it means beautiful lady." Grace turned face the voice, her smile growing wider when she saw Reid, his smile matching hers. She lifted the flower to her nose and inhaled the scent it gave off; pleasantly surprised he had gotten one for her that did have a fragrance.

"Very good Dr. Reid. Though, flattery will get you nowhere" She said quite enjoying the laugh she earned in return. He couldn't help but smile at her, happy to be in her presence again. He reached a hand out to touch her, long fingers tracing the curves of her face.

"It was worth a try." He replied, aware she was joking. At the moment it didn't really matter to him, he just wanted to be there with her. It appeared he had become more attached then I had originally thought.

"Aydan will be happy to see you. " she said, "he's been talking about it all day." Reid looked at her, their eyes catching.

"What about you?" he asked quietly, his fingers moving to stroke her hair. Her gaze matched his, with no hesitation as she replied.

"I'm more then happy to see you." She emphasized this by leaning forward and kissing him gently on the mouth. If he could have flown, Reid would have been sky high at that very moment.

"I'm glad. Very glad." He said, though he couldn't understand why he had been worried. He and Grace had been a couple before she had moved to Quantico, they had been farther apart then, then they were now. As though she could read his mind Grace gave a reassuring smile.

"Believe me, I've been having some trouble adjusting. Now that I should be able to see whenever I want, it's hard to remind myself that there may be days I can't." She took his hand and pressed her lips against it, her smile contagious.

"I've been having to cope with that too." He admitted, suddenly disliking his job a bit more then he'd like.

"Well, I was given some advice from those who have had to face this a lot longer then we have." She said, twining their fingers together. Reid looked at her questioningly, he was almost afraid to ask. He dared anyway.

"Oh?" he asked. Grace nodded.

"Haley Hotchner, even Penelope." She replied. Spencer was somewhat incredulous at the mention of the computer genius' name. Garcia was hardly the type to give advice, at least none of a romantic nature. That he knew of.

"I'm sorry, did you just say Garcia gave you advice?" He asked, his shock evident from the tone of his voice. Grace smiled, when she had called Garcia for an update on the team's return the computer goddess had attacked the question with zeal, her own excitement at their return bubbling over into her conversation with Grace.

"Let's just say, the return of her beloved agent brought her the utmost joy, and leave it at that." She said, the unsurprising comment gathering a laugh from Reid. It was common knowledge that Garcia had feelings for Morgan and when he was gone, she was one of those waiting for them to come back. They were quiet for a moment, just taking the time to be together again. Despite her quietness he saw she had that familiar look on her face.

"What are you thinking?" he asked softly, amazed—still, at how easy it was for him to be around her. The shyness he had felt for so long around other people didn't seem to apply for her. It could be a surreal at times, just thinking about it.

"Earlier—when we talked on the phone, you said something…" She replied quietly. It didn't take Reid long to remember what he had said that she was talking about.

"Right."

"Did you mean it?"

Reid looked at her, his face set.

"Grace. I've never meant anything more in my life."

The smile that broke across Grace's face couldn't have been brighter and Reid's heart couldn't have been lighter. Whatever inhibitions he may have had before, they were gone. Now that he was here with her, he had no doubt that he loved her. It was impossible for him not to. She made things right, she made him happy, she understood him. It was as simple as that.

"Good, now come here." She said, wrapping her arms around him. Gently Reid touched her face, happy to be touching her again, after what had seemed an eternity of being unable to. Finally, after a moment of touch, he bent his head and kissed her. As they kissed, Grace reached behind her and shut the light on the bedside table, off. In the darkness, Reid's voice cut through the black.

"I don't recall hearing you say a certain something…" Without a moment lost, Grace replied.

"Spencer—Shut up and kiss me."