chapter16
Two days was all it took for Spencer to leave the hospital. He hadn't got his memory back, but the doctor was sure that going back home would help the boy get better.
So Spencer lay on the lazy chair. (Derek threw out the couch after what happened on it) Derek didn't let him get up for anything. He did everything for Spencer. Spencer was hungry, Derek cooked. Spencer was thirsty, Derek made homemade lemonade.
But even Spencer was seeing something wrong here. He noticed that Derek had been home more often.
So when the agent brought Spencer his lunch, Spencer grabbed onto the dark hand and pulled Derek closer, leaving the agent looking a little confused.
Spencer layed a gentle kiss to the mans lips. "Derek. I love you for what you're doing. But you're making me dizzy." At the agents look, Spencer said. "Aren't you suppose to be at work?"
Derek got on his knees and scooted closer to the lazy chair. "I want to make sure you're ok." He whispered.
Spencer nodded. "I am ok. And I love seeing you doing all these things for me. But... sooner or later you have to go back to work."
Derek nodded. "I will."
Spencer tilted his head. "When?"
"Tomorrow. Ok?"
Spencer shook his head. "No. Not ok." Spencer brought his hand to the mans cheek. "I love that you're keeping track of me." Spencer lightly chuckled. "But it's time to keep track of work. You don't have to go to work tomorrow." He whispered.
Derek smiled. "So you do want me home."
Spencer chuckled. "Of course I do. But thats not it, silly. Tomorrows the weekend." Spencer got up from the lazychair.
Derek stood stunned. "Weekend?"
Spencer smiled as he stretched his arms and legs. "Yup. Weekend. And I was thinking we go somewhere tonight since you don't work tomorrow."
Derek smiled. "Where do you want to go?"
Spencer blushed. "I-I w-was thinking... a movie?"
Derek tilted his head.
"And dinner?" Spencer said.
The agent smiled. "Baby boy? Are you saying you want a date?"
Spencer lightly shrugged. "It depends."
"On what?"
Spencer brought his fingers to the lazyboy chair and began pulling a loose string. "On your answer."
Derek gave a smile. "What do you think my answer would be?"
Spencer shrugged.
Derek shook his head and sighed. He grabbed Spencers hand and pulled him onto his knees too. Spencer walked on his knees closer.
"Spence. You have nothing to worry about. You are one beautiful person. That would make me crazy if I were to say no to you."
Spencer smiled. "So thats a yes?"
Derek nodded. "Of course, baby."
Spencer quickly got to his feet laughing.
Derek stared with his brows raised.
Spencer saw this and he brought his hands to his mouth. But Derek could still see he was smiling.
"Um Derek?"
"Hm?"
"This is a little embarrassing. But, uh... do you think... you could, uh... give me some... money?"
The man smiled. "Spencer. I can pay for you."
Spencer shook his head, still smiling." It's not that. I want to look nice." He blushed again.
Derek smiled. He felt a littel touched. "Sure. You can have some money."
Spencer smiled then turned and ran up the stairs.
Derek chuckled and shook his head.
XOXOXOXO
Derek had gone out. Spencer felt relived that he had a a while to get himself together. Before Derek had gone, he had given Spencer some money as promised.
And thats how the boy found himself standing in front of the fridge, rubbing his face nervously as his legs shook. With the house phone in his hand, Spencer used the finger from his other hand to scan down the phone numbers on the fridge.
He gulped hard, then began dialing.
The phone rang twice before the person picked up.
"Hello? Yeah. Um... this is Spencer. Yeah. I wanted to ask you something. C-could y-you... um, maybe help me with something."
Waiting.
"I want to look nice for Derek."
Spencers eyes widen. He lightly smiled. "C-can you come over?"
Waiting.
"N-now. I-if it's ok."
XOXOXOXO
Spencer began shaking when the door bell rang. He walked to the door and inhaled deep before bringing his hand to the knob. He let the breath go as he opened the door.
He lightly smiled. "H-hi."
The woman smiled. "Spencer. How are you?"
"Fine."
He moved out the way to let the woman in, which she did.
"So Derek asked you out?"
Spencer shook his head. "It was my idea."
The woman nodded. "So where did you want to go?"
"Shopping." He whispered.
The woman tilted her head and smiled. "Funny. Usally people say Prentiss is the fasion expert. If someone picked me to shop, they'd expect everything i'd pick was pink."
"I don't like sterotpyes." Spencer said. "They're always wrong." He smiled. "I bet some people say you're not a real blond, too."
JJ frowned as she thought. Then nodded. "You're right. They do say that."
"I can tell you are." Spencer said.
JJ smiled. "You're cute and smart." She brought her hands together. "So what do you need? Lets see." She looked him up and down. "Howw much money did Derek give you?"
"How much do we need?" Spencer dug into his pocket and pulled out a credit card.
JJ smiled, grabbed his hand and pulled him out the door.
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