Alex POV:
David had behaved strange all day long. He kept talking about nothing and everything, and he seemed nervous, but I couldn't found out why. I was visiting the team today, and they didn't have a case, so we spent most of the day talking about old days. I could see pain in every member of the team, when we talked about funny days, because Spencer wasn't here. It was mostly because of him the days had been funny. I talked to JJ, she seemed so different since the car accident.
"How has your last two weeks been?" I asked her.
"I couldn't reach the team the other day." she said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"They didn't pick up their phones."
I didn't know what to say, but I was saved by Morgan.
"JJ, we have talked about this." he said and looked at her.
"What happened?" I asked Morgan.
"We lost our phone connection in the plane." he answered.
"And I thought they were dead." JJ said.
"But we weren't." Morgan said and turned the topic to something else.
"I think you need help." I said to JJ.
"What do you mean?"
"For your PTSD." I said.
"What? No. There is nothing wrong with me." she said.
I looked at Hotch and I could see in his eyes he had the same thought as me. She needed help and he would find it for her. I couldn't stop thinking about JJ or Spencer. I still couldn't understand why this had happened to them. These innocent people...
When the evening came, I drove home to David. He had already left work for about three hours ago.
"Don't come into the kitchen!" yelled David from the living room.
I walked into the living room, where David were reading a book.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm reading a book." he said.
Like I couldn't see that. I knew he was hidden something from me.
"And cooking for us." he continued.
"Uhh, what is there on the menu?" I asked and walked over to the kitchen door.
"Don't go in there!" he said and blocked the door with himself.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Two minutes." he said and went into the kitchen.
While he was in the kitchen I spent some time looking on pictures and paintings. He had so much art in his home.
"Please come inside." he said and opened the door.
When I walked inside, I saw a lot of food and a beautiful bouquet of red roses.
"What is this?" I asked and sat down.
"Wait." he said and turned on some music on.
"I have something for you." he said and pulled out a little box from his shirt-pocket.
I looked at him, and I could see he was nervous. I started thinking on what it could be, but my mind already knew it.
"Alex Blake, will you do me that honor to marry me?" he asked and showed a beautiful ring to me.
"Yes." I said without thinking before I spoke.
He stood up, came over to me, gave me a hug and kissed me. I was sure about my yes, though I couldn't stop thinking on what I was doing.
"We have to tell the team" I said.
"I've already told them.." he said.
"What? Why didn't I know? How could they keep a poker face for so long?" I asked dumb.
"You forget that they are profilers like you and me. We are supposed to keep a poker face even if it's really hard." he said.
"But Morgan always tease about love."
"It was actually him who said I should go to the next step. And I'm really glad he said that." he said and kissed me one more time.