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Nice Balls
JJ shut the door to the bathroom as quietly as she could and tiptoed back to their bedroom. The low grey dawn of autumn was just beginning to seep into the room as she crawled back into bed.
"You okay," Spencer asked sleepily.
She slid over and put her head on his chest. "Go back to sleep baby."
"Kay…"
She tightened her grip around his waist as he fell back into the arms of Morpheus. At least he could sleep again, while she wondered just what she was going to do.
You promised him no secrets.
The voice of reason in her head reminded her of the day she'd tried to confront him about his attitude. She just didn't realize it would be dangerous intravenous drugs.
It was just after a case in New Orleans that threatened to change things forever. She'd flirted shamelessly with a cute detective hoping Spencer would notice and his jealousy would give her the opening she needed to figure out where they were going. They'd slept together once and she'd laid down the law that they could only be friends. Oh, how she'd tried to keep that law, but working with him everyday hadn't been easy and then he'd been kidnapped and literally died in front of her. Those minutes that he'd laid still and white on the floor of that shack were the longest few minutes of her life. Then he was struggling and she'd given an LEO from New Orleans her phone number out of irritation with his attitude.
Two days later after telling the detective that she'd made a mistake giving him that number, she's gone to confront Spencer. At first, he didn't answer the door when she knocked, but she refused to leave even when a neighbor next to him threatened to call the police. She'd simply showed her badge to the middle-aged man in boxer shorts and nothing else.
When Spencer had finally answered the door, he'd looked terrible. He wore a ratty old brown robe over a white tee shirt with coffee stains on the front and a pair of boxers. He'd let her in without a word except to tell her to sit down.
"Don't take that tone with me Reid."
"What tone? You come here and bang on my door till I let you into my house."
He swept an empty pizza box off the sofa and sat down with a recalcitrant thud.
"I wanted to talk to you about New Orleans." She said, amazed that her hands had begun to shake.
His hair stood up in clumps around his head. The circles around his eyes were so deep it was like they were about to sink into the back of his skull. He'd lost some weight. How had that escaped her notice? Because she'd been, too busy dealing with her own nightmares of snarling dogs and blood.
"You want to talk about New Orleans." He repeated snidely.
"Yeah… You missed a flight with Morgan and Emily and I -"
"I talked to Gideon about that. It's none of your business. I'm fine."
"You're not fine. You look like hell." She blurted out.
"Thanks…" He answered sarcastically. "Now that you've commented on my general appearance, why don't you get the fuck out of my home and leave me alone."
She reared back in surprise at his tone and his words. He'd never spoken like that to any of them.
"It was a mistake for me to come here. I'm sorry." She left his apartment without looking back because tears had sprung up in her eyes and she didn't want him to see them.
JJ sat up so she could see his face. More had changed in the last three years than the circles under his eyes and the length of his hair. He'd become more comfortable in his own skin and in his role as an experienced profiler. His lovemaking skills had certainly improved, she thought with a grin. She'd never been with someone so kind, thoughtful and gentle. Most of her lovers were only concerned with their own pleasure. Spence wasn't like that. He seemed to find her pleasure the most arousing aspect of their relationship.
She got out of bed again, even though she wanted to stay there. It was Friday and she had to go to work. Spence had the day off after a very tough case. Maybe she'd be able to sneak out a few hours early. She needed to speak to Spencer and she couldn't wait much longer.
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Reid stretched his arms over his head and stared at the blank page on his computer. The paper he was supposed to be writing for his philosophy class wouldn't come together in his mind. For the first time he knew what Rossi meant when he talked about writer's block.
He stood up and went to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. The sun was long past midday so the rays almost blinded him as he turned to the coffee maker. He pulled the blinds and sighed. Something was bothering JJ again. Nearly two weeks had passed since their last fight over her leaving and everything had been great. Now she had some problem and she wasn't talking about it.
"Maybe it's something at work and she can't talk about it. You know what it's like to have a problem at work and not be able to talk about it." He said aloud to the empty kitchen as he poured out his coffee.
He nodded to himself and began adding his usual four teaspoons of sugar to his cup. He had to get used to the idea that they were like other couples now. They had separate lives outside of their home. It would take some adjustment for both of them.
He took his coffee cup back to the computer and sat down. Maybe JJ would like it if he did something romantic for the weekend. He put his hand under his chin, and his elbow on the desk, and tried to think of something he could do that she would like. He closed his eyes and pulled up her face from that morning. She'd looked so tired and stressed. He smiled… He knew exactly what to do, but he'd need a friend's help.
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JJ shut the door behind her and flipped on the light to the living room, which was empty. Odd… Spence had taken to waiting there if he didn't have a case and he got home first. She'd started to get used to him being there with a smile and coffee or a glass of white wine for her.
"Hey Spence…" She called.
"In here," He called back from the bedroom.
She left her bag on the entryway table and her coat in the closet as she moved through the house to their room. A steady light burned through the open door as she approached. Inside Spence stood with a glass of wine in his hand and single pink rose in the other hand. He wore a pair of boxers she'd bought for him as a joke for last Christmas. The green shorts had three colorful ornaments across the front and written above them: Nice Balls.
She immediately laughed at the sight of the joke boxers. Some of the stress over the news she had to share with him left her shoulders.
"Hi…" He said going pink at her adoring smile.
"Hi there… Why are you wearing those of your own free will?" She asked taking the wine and the rose.
She put them on the dresser and turned to face him again. The shirt he wore open over his boxers matched their color and seemed to make his doe eyes sparkle in the low light.
He drew in a deep breath and stepped forward to hold her close in his arms. "I just want you to know that I'm not profiling you, but I know that you've been stressed or worried about something. If you want to tell me, I'm listening. If you don't want to tell me, that's okay too."
She felt her heat rate pick up and race because she'd known that he would sense her worry. She should've come clean when she first suspected, but with all that had happened to them in the last couple of weeks. She took his hand and led him over to the bed.
"I do have a secret." She admitted.
She held his hand to her heart and breathed in a few times. "You don't have to do this." He said softly, touching her hair.
"Yes I do because it concerns both of us."
"Okay," He pulled her in close and hugged her to his bare chest. "It's going to be fine."
"I hope you'll still think that when you hear what I have to tell you." She said.
"You're scaring me JJ."
She pulled away and looked up at his face. "I'm pregnant Spence."
She nearly laughed at the utter shock on his face and the fact that this clearly wasn't what he expected. He simply stared at her for a long time and then said in the squeaky voice she loved. "Are you sure?"
"Yes… I went to the doctor two days ago and she confirmed it. You were away on that case and I didn't know how to tell you. Are you mad?"
He hugged her close and hard. "Of course I'm not mad at you. I'm just surprised."
"Really…" She choked on the tears that were filling her eyes and throat.
He lifted her face to look at him. "I won't say I'm not freaked out or scared, but I'm very happy at the same time. I love you JJ. I want you to have my baby more than anything."
She kissed him softly, moving her lips across his mouth like a gentle breeze in springtime. He opened for her accepting her questing tongue like a gift. Her hands reached up and tangled as deep as they could into his short hair. His hands slid across the material of her pink shirt ruffling it and pulling it from its place tucked into her skirt.
She pushed him back on the bed and straddled him. He immediately slipped away from her and back up against the headboard, "Um… JJ, I don't think this is a good idea. You're pregnant and -"
She smiled dangerously at him. "I'm not breakable now because I'm pregnant Spence."
"But -"
She tugged on his boxers. "You do have nice balls Spence. I want to see them."
He went crimson. "JJ I -"
"Shut up and touch me." She ordered.
He reached up with trembling fingers and unbuttoned her shirt. He pushed the silky fabric from her shoulders and let it fall. Her breasts, hidden from view by her bra, heaved slightly as she breathed. She bent down and began feathering kisses down his chest to the waistband of his boxers. He shivered and shrugged out of the unbuttoned dress shirt he wore.
"JJ" He reached up and fumbled at the clasp of her bra as she tugged again at his boxers.
"You talk too much." She informed him as she shimmied out of her skirt and black lace panties she wore. "I much prefer it when your mouth's doing something other than talking." She breathed as his fingers skipped over her breasts.
He nodded and replaced his hands with his mouth as she straddled him again, her wet heat tantalizingly close to his straining erection.
He reached out and stopped her, touching her face with both of his sculpted hands. He stared into her eyes and she went pink. "What are you looking for when you stare at me like that?" She asked.
"You're so beautiful. I can't believe you love me." He answered honestly.
She stroked his face with her fingers, "Is that what you think, that someday I'll come to my sensed and not love you anymore?"
He nodded hesitantly. "I can't help it. No one but my mom's ever really loved me but you. I guess I think sometimes that I'm just lucky and that luck will run out someday. I know it's stupid…"
She shushed him with a kiss. "I'm never going to leave or stop loving you for the rest of my life." She shifted, engulfed him in her heat and began to sway over him like a sinuous and beautiful snake.
She raised up and down, his hips thrust up to meet her with aching slowness until she couldn't hold back her cries. She clenched around him and he groaned. His hands clamped on her waist as he thrust up twice then release emptying into her with another loud cry.
She slid down to his chest breathing hard. His hand found her hair and stroked it as they began to come down from their joining.
"I'm sorry for my stupid doubts." He finally managed to say.
"It's okay Spence. I understand more than you think. Sometimes I look at you and I can't believe you love me."
He stared up in stunned disbelief. "You're the most beautiful, strongest, most wonderful woman in the world. Of course I love you."
"Then believe that I find you the most attractive, sweetest and loving man I know."
He smiled. "Okay no more doubts. I promise." He crossed his heart like a little kid and she laughed.
She moved away from him to climb into bed. He followed and turned before she could crawl into his arms. He slid down and put his face near her flat abdomen. He kissed her stomach and said. "Hi little one. I'm your daddy. Mommy just told me about you but I already love you very much. I'm always going to be here, and I can't wait for you to come out so we can meet you. You don't have to worry about anything but getting strong and big so you can be born."
"See…" JJ said through tears. "How can I not love you more than anyone else in the world, except for the baby of course?" She teased.
"I love you both." He kissed her belly then slid up to kiss her mouth.
Suddenly, he jumped away from her and pulled open the drawer in his night table. He pulled out an envelope and handed to her. "I almost forgot."
She opened it and squealed. "Oh Spence… How did you do this?"
"Garcia…" He said simply.
"Thank you." She threw her arms around him and kissed him until he couldn't breathe.
"You deserve a day at the spa, especially now that you're pregnant." He rubbed her belly.
"I'm going to call Garcia and Emily." She planned. "We'll have a girls' day out."
He winced and she laughed. "Don't look so frightened Spence. We'll behave."
He lay back on his pillow. "I'm going to live in denial until it's over." He said.
"Smart man."
She shut out the light and snuggled into his arms. She had the best man in the world and his baby. Everything else was just icing on the cake.