Hey guys, sorry for it being so long since I last updated. I haven't been feeling great and I have had issues getting anything written down. Anyway, enough of my excuses, I hope you enjoy this chapter, its kinda just fluff really. A space holder if you will.
Chapter thirteen, Bad Day Apologies
Now, the next day was Spencer's relax day. Or so he thought. He got up that Friday morning with the intention of not going out, not calling anyone, simply spending time with the baby. True to form, this did not happen. Upon being woken unjustly from his sleep by his cell phone ringing in his ear, he spent his first waking hour attempting to calm Isadora whom also woke to the piercing cry of the Mobile phone. And thus began a long, agonizing day filled with an upset baby, and a grumpy Spencer.
Spencer ended up snapping at Penelope who called to inform him that Nathaniel Grey had approved him to have the house. Which led to him feeling worse still and wracking his brain for something to make it up to her. And that of course, is not something that Spencer does, he has very little experience with people in general, let alone upset women.
Spencer slumped on his couch looking at the little girl laying on her back playing with the arch of toys that hung above her. Isadora batted her small arms and legs, knocking the shapes around, gurgling away. "You are going to cause me problems when you are older. I just know it." He mutters to her, she looks over at him, gurgles and goes back to her toys.
Spencer sighed and checked his watch. It was four twelve. If he left now, he could get to the office before five, surprise her and do... something. Heaving himself up he gathered up the baby and went to his room. Laying her out on his bed, he opened one of the drawers of Isadora's clothes and pulled out one of the outfits that Penelope had bought her. He winced at the bright floral print on the little skirt and tossed it on the bed beside Isadora.
"You weren't ever going to wear that. But I figure, it might calm her down to see you in one of her clothing choices." He spoke to the baby that seemed to be off in her own little world. Changing Isadora's outfit was a quick process slowed down with tickles and smiles. Scooping her up, he settled her in his arms and left his bedroom.
Leaving the apartment took more time then he thought it would. He had to gather and repack the diaper bag as well as make a bottle to bring with him. Finally, leaving at four forty two, Spencer and Isadora were on their way.
Arriving at the office Spencer sighed in relief that Esther was still sitting in her usual spot in the parking lot. Spencer grinned to himself and pulled into the first empty space he saw. Scrambling out of the car and up to the BAU floor he snuck around the glass doors and down the hall to Penelope's office. He raised his hand to knock on the door while asking, "Permission to enter the lair?"
"Granted." Penelope's voice floated out of the office and Spencer opened the door.
"Hey, Penelope." He said.
"Hello Reid." She said, facing her screens resolutely.
Spencer winced. She rarely called him Reid. "Look, Penelope I'm sorry. I woke up in a bad mood, and that is not in any way your fault, and I shouldn't take it out on you."
Penelope nodded her head, but didn't turn around. Spencer cringed, not good, not good at all. It was then that Isadora decided to make her presence known and let out a pitiful whine. She squirmed in Spencer's arms. "Hey, hey, shh," He cooed to the girl, "It's okay, shh." And still the girl whined.
Penelope turned in her seat to watch as the lanky man bounced and rocked the baby girl as she continued to whine and cry lightly. "Give her here," she sighed and raised her arms for the baby.
Spencer passed Isadora to Penelope and instantaneously she was silent, laying content in Penelope's arms. Spencer looked flabbergasted at the calm baby before huffing annoyed. "So that's what it takes to make you calm down? Fine." He sent a mild glare at the baby with a soft smile.
"She just needs a girl sometimes." Penelope said and bounced the baby.
"I'm sorry, Penelope, really. Can I take you to dinner? Make up for being a jerk?" Spencer asks hopefully, eyeing the way Penelope has Isadora clutched closely to her body. Penelope looks down at the little girl and then up at the man before her. "Alright."
Spencer grinned, held out his hand, and the trio were off again to dinner.
The pair found themselves at the same dinner they went to a few day's prior. Sitting in the same booth they waited for their waitress while Penelope perused the menu again. She paused in her reading to look up at Spencer. "Aren't you going to look at the menu?"
Spencer raised an eye brow at her. "Eidetic memory, I know everything that is in the menu already."
"Right, right." She murmured and went back to the menu.
When the waitress came she smiled. "Hello again. Drinks? Coffee? Water with lemon?" She asked innocently.
Penelope grinned back at her. "But of course. And could you be so kind." Penelope finished with a gesture to the baby bottle resting on the table.
"I'll be right back with those." And she was gone, the two adults at the table snickering quietly to each other. They were nearly silent, just a word or two exchanged before the bubbly teen came back with the drinks. When she stood over them, pen poised at the ready, bright smile painted across her face. "What can I get you two tonight?"
Penelope glanced back at the menu and then up at the girl before her. "I'll have the Baked Salmon. With rice please." The waitress scribbled away nodding at Penelope before turning to face Spencer.
Spencer looked up from feeding Isadora, "Oh, I'll have the Lasagna. Could we get a loaf of garlic bread for an appetizer?"
"Of course. I'll be back with that, and if you need anything, just stop any waitress or bus boy that happens to pass, they can come get me." The girl nodded her head once again, smiled and made her way back to the kitchen.
An hour of groveling, bribing and pouting later, Penelope and Spencer left the restaurant with a new understanding. Penelope forgave Spencer and Spencer promised to at least try not to snap at her the way he had. They climbed into the bright red SUV and drove back to the office to pick up Esther.