chapter12

Spencer jumped awake. But he quickly calmed when he found he was in Dereks room. Or as Spencer liked to call it 'their room'. He looked over at the clock and saw that it had been unplugged again. His Master really didn't want him making the breakfast. Maybe Derek thought that Spencer couldn't cook. Or maybe Derek thought Spencer might burn down the kitchen.

Spencer sighed and got up from the bed. There had to be something he could to do for his Master. He had to be there for something. Right? So far Derek had done so much for Spencer. Now, Spencer wanted to do something for his Master.

Spencer mananged a small smile. Right now, he knew where Derek was.

XOXOXOXOXO

Derek finished rubbing the soap over his body. He grabbed onto the back scrubber, poured some body wash on it. Just when Derek pulled his hand over his shoulder to wash his back, the scrubber was grabbed.

Derek turned around and froze when he saw a naked Spencer there, smiling.

"W-what are you doing?" Derek asked.

Spencer smiled. "Shh. Turn around."

Derek tried not to stare down at Spencers naked body. But he couldn't stop his gaze from trailing down the pale, slim chest.

"Go on." Spencer said.

Derek tried not to smile as he turned back around. He saw Spencer reach for the body wash, then Derek heard a cap being unlocked. A few seconds later, Derek felt soft hands against his hard worked muslces. He felt bubbles being rubbed over his back.

Spencer smiled a little when he heard his Master moan.

Spencer leaned his mouth close to Dereks ear. He didn't know what came over him, but next thing he knew, he was whispering in Dereks ear.

"That feel good?"

"Mmm." Was the only thing that came out of the dark mans throat.

"Derek?"

The mans eyes opened. He grabbed onto Spencers hand that had been on his shoulder and he turned to face Spencer. He stared for a few moments at the hazel orbs.

"What did you call me?" He breathed.

Spencer looked confused for a moment. Then he opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He finally turned to exit the shower, whispering.

"I'm sorry."

But before Spencer could leave, Derek grabbed onto his hand and pulled him back to him.

"Say it again." Derek said.

Spencer stared. "But... Master I-"

Derek shook his head. "Please?"

Spencers brows raised. His Master never said please. Spencer smiled.

"Derek." He repeated the name.

The dark man smiled happily and brought his hand to Spencers cheek.

Spencer being able to call Derek by his name instead of Master was a huge step to be taking out of the blue. What could have brought on this act of courage so suddenly?

Derek didn't know what. And he certainly didn't know when his lips had landed on Spencers. But he was enjoying the moment.

And so was Spencer.

XOXOXOXOXO

That morning, Derek got into work late. Again.

But unlike the last time, the man had been unlucky and had got caught by Hotch, who gave a thirty minute speech about being responsible.

XOXOXOXOXO

Spencer was in the kitchen waiting for his soup to boil in the pan. He couldn't help the smile that crossed his face as he waited for the soup to cook and the thought of him and Derek in the shower that morning.

They had shared a kiss.

To some it might be, 'oh, it was just a kiss, nothing big'. But to Spencer, the soft and long passionate kiss with Derek was better then sex. Spencer frowned at the thought.

He couldn't 'really' compare the kiss to sex. Spencer never had the pleasure of enjoying sex. Not when all his experiences were being painfully raped.

Spencer snapped out of his thoughts when the door bell rang. He sighed and turned to the living room.

When Spencer opened the door, he saw a man standing there with a dark blue suit on.

"I'm here to fix the pipes." The man said.

Spencer raised an eyebrow. "Pipes?"

The man pulled out a paper. "Yeah. A... Derek Morgan had called yesterday morning and said one of the pipes in the basement were busted."

Spencer opened his mouth and was about to speak, when he heard sizzling in the kitchen. He turned around.

"Oh!" He ran back to the kitchen and turned the stove knob off. The soup had boiled over the small soup pan.

Spencer hissed at the now sticky stove.

"Can I start on the pipes now?" The man asked.

Spencer just nodded. He didn't realize that the man had entered the kitchen.

The man had walked over to the basement door and opened it.

Juat then the phone rang. Spencer picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Baby boy. How's it going?"

Spencer sighed. "Besides a can of soup over boiling?"

Derek laughed. "What could you possibly doing that you turned away from you soup for that long?"

"The water company came to fix the pipes."

"The pipes? What happened?" Derek asked.

Spencers brows narrowed. "What do you mean? He said... he said you called yesterday."

Dereks heart stopped. "Spencer... I didn't call anybody."

The boys eyes trailed to the basement door.

"Spencer. I want you to very slowly walk to the door and get out of the house."

The boy stared at the basement door.

"Spencer? You hear me?"

The boy nodded. But then remembered that Derek wasn't in the same room as he was. "Yeah." He mananged to whisper.

"Go." Derek ordered.

Spencer layed the phone on the stove. He gulped. He slowly began he way towards the living room. Just as Spencer was near the living room, the basement door slammed closed.

Spencers head snapped towards it. The pipe fixer stood there with his hand on the door. "Was that your new Master?"

Spencers breath got caught in his throat. "W-who are you?"

The mans eyes trailed to Spencer. "Don't you reconize your Master?"

Spencers brows narrowed.

The man opened his mouth in an, oh sign. The man brought his hand to his face.

Spencers eyes widen when the man began pulling pieces of skin off his face and the pieces fell to the floor. Spencer could tell that the pieces were fake. But it still creeped him out.

Before all the pieces were gone, Spencer quickly bolted for the door.

Cliff hanger! I figured I could leave you in suspense today. Since I haven't done it in a while. Review please :)