When they arrive Spencer hadn't slept any more. Hotch takes him to the hotel and the others head straight for the local police department. Hotch checks in for everyone and takes the keys. He walks Spencer up to the rooms and into his own. "This is your room. Rossi and I will be right next door. Morgan and Garcia are in the one next to ours. The girls are in the last. Is this acceptable?" Spencer nods glumly.
"Spencer, I can't bring you to the police department. You're not an agent. We still welcome your input. You are still welcome to join our meetings and briefings. We don't want you to feel left behind. I'm sorry," he says. Spencer shrugs. "It's alright. I understand, sir," he answers.
Spencer sits on the bed. Hotch sits beside him. "Are you going to be alright?" Spencer nods. Hotch presses a kiss to the younger man's temple. "I'll have Derek text you to keep you informed. Be safe," he says before walking out of the door.
Spencer lies back on the bed. He's still a little put out, despite Hotch's pep talk. His phone dings and he rolls over to answer it. "Spencer, please don't be sad." It says. Spencer smiles a little. "I really do understand Hotch. I'm not upset. Thank you," he replies.
Rossi is the first to visit him. He knocks on the door and waits patiently for Spencer to open it. "Are you busy right now?" He asks. Spencer shakes his head. He'd just been reading. Rossi hangs the "Do not disturb" sign and closes the door behind him. "I heard you were a little upset this morning about not being able to go to crime scenes," he says.
Spencer nods. "I understand. Hotch explained it to me." Rossi sits on the bed next to Spencer and leans forward to kiss his lips. "We all know you're brilliant. None of us doubt that. Nor do we doubt that if we let you along, you'd act in the most professional manner. It's just a matter of legal work. I've been shot on a case before. If you get hurt, we can't explain why you were there."
Spencer sighs. "I can't wait until I can be an agent." Rossi smiles. "I like you safe, but there is no doubt that you will be a great addition to our team." Rossi leans in to kiss him again. "Are you my precious baby boy for now?" Spencer nods. He falls back into his submissive mode. "I was sad, daddy," he says. Rossi 'tsk's. "Come up here, baby. Let daddy cuddle you," Rossi says. They lies down and Rossi wraps his arms around Spencer.
"Daddy wants his baby happy. What will make my baby happy?" He asks. Spencer nuzzles his nose on Rossi's neck. "Some maps and if you touch me," he says. Rossi smirks down at him. "I see how it is." He leans up and grabs his phone to send a message. "I'll have Hotch bring some maps when he comes by," he explains. When he's done he sets the phone back down and pulls Spencer up so that he's straddling the older man's hips.
When Hotch comes by Spencer's in his jammies. "I brought you some maps. If you are ever found with anything from a case before you are an agent you are to blame me. Say that I left them here by accident. Do you understand?" Spencer nods. Hotch puts the folder on the bed stand and smiles. Rossi said you seemed like you weren't upset anymore. I'm glad you understand."
Spencer smiles. "Are you all really going to trust me, though. When I'm an agent and not your whore. Will you be able to see me as an equal and not as a prostitute?" Hotch kisses the younger man fiercely. "Will you be able to see us as anything other than the pigs we honestly are?" Spencer's eyes open wide. "You're not pigs. You're not bad at all," he defends. Hotch smiles. "We feel the same way about you."
Hotch lays back and brings Spencer into his arms. "It's been a long day. Would you mind just watching a silly movie with me and letting me hold you?" Spencer curls up in his arms and they watch a silly children's movie. Spencer falls asleep in the stronger man's embrace. When he wakes he's in bed with Derek. He blinks and stretches.
"Hotch text me to tell him when I got back. He let me in so I could nap with you," Derek explains. "How's the case going?" Derek frowns. "Actually, not well. Do you think you could look over those maps for us?" Spencer nods and slips his glasses on. He spreads the maps out and studies them silently. "Can I mar this map?" Derek nods.
Spencer grabs a marker out of his bag and begins to draw on the map. He makes it to a certain point and holds a finger still while struggling through his map. He pulls out a satchel of safety pins and sticks one in. After twenty minutes he has safety pins stuck in almost a circle. "Do you have any suspects that reside in this area?" He asks. pointing to the inner circle. "Foster lives here," Morgan says pointing out a small area of land in the near center. "I suspect it was him," Spencer answers.
Derek gets on his phone and calls Hotch. "Spencer thinks Foster might be the unsub. Something to do with the map," he says. He flashes a smile at Spencer. "No worries boss man," he says. He presses a kiss to Spencer's cheek and rushes out the door.
Spencer's sitting up and reading when there's a knock on his door. He looks through the peep hole and sees that it's Derek and Hotch. He opens the door and Derek pulls him into an embrace to kiss him. "We got him!" He tells Spencer. "He was exactly where you said he would be. That was amazing," Hotch commends. Spencer grins.
"We're about to head home. Gather your things. Should I give you two some time?" He asks. Spencer blushes and shakes his head. He's ready to be home again. "I bet he could take both of us," Derek says. Spencer's eyes grow wide, nearly mirroring Hotch's. "Wheels up in fifteen," Hotch says before leaving the room. Derek winks at Spencer before walking out to pack his things.
Spencer dresses and puts his things back into his bag. He rubs his butt in sympathy thinking about taking both men at once. The thought is arousing but he's afraid of how painful it would be.
He gets on the jet after ten minutes. Hotch and Rossi are sitting together filling out their paperwork. The girls are playing cards. Derek has his eyes closed with headphones on. Spencer sits at the back by his self and sprawls out to rest.