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Phe sighed. Reid had been to quiet and he had a weird expression on his face. It really didn't matter what he said. Something was very wrong. So, she sat him down beside her on the steps of an empty apartment building.

"What?" He asked. He gave her a weird look but looked down at his hands before he met her eyes.

"Spencer, tell me what's wrong." She said. He opened his mouth to protest, but she held up her hand to stop him. "Tell me honestly." The words felt awkward on her lips. She had never had to force an answer out of him. 'This whole damn situation is awkward.' Phe thought.

He sighed and leaned back on his elbows. "You know that I love you and that nothing will ever change that right?" He asked. Phe nodded. "Why didn't you tell me that your father didn't just adopte you, he saved you?"

Phe sighed and hugged her knees to her chest. "It's not like I was trying to hide it. I just don't like to talk about it; even Dad doesn't know the whole story. "She said. A single tear rolled down her cheek.

Spencer felt guilty the second he saw her crying. He was sorry that he even brought it up. "I'm sorry, love. I shouldn't have said anything." He said to her. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. But she didn't uncurl her body.

She shook her head. "No, Spencer you have a right to know." She looked up at him and he wiped away another tear. "When I was 14 and living with the Carters I started drinking. They were horrible to me. Well, she was. Mrs. Carter. She treated me like a slave. One day I was hung over and sitting outside on the screened in porch. I remember that it was cool and it was helping me feel better. "Phe paused and Spencer squeezed her shoulders. "Someone broke in. He took the TV, a radio, and a lamp. It was an antique lamp or something. It meant something to Mrs. Carter, I think. Well, when they got home she was pissed. There was shouting and she hit me a few times. I said something to drive her over the edge and she hit me with a wine bottle. They funny thing was I'm pretty sure it was the wine that I had drank. How's that for irony?" She forced out a sad little laugh. "Anyways, they threw me out. It was the middle of January, it was snowing, and I was wearing sweatpants and a tank top. I nearly froze to death. But there had been some deaths in town and the BAU was questioning some people down the street from us. Dad found me and I was unconscious. I-I nearly-"She started crying.

Reid pulled her close. He kissed her and just let her cry. Then he realized something. "She was at our wedding." He said. "How could she-" He stopped talking because he didn't know what to say. All he could think of was the women that Phe's brother introduced to him. She was in her early 50's and she looked bitter. Everyone else there had been happy. 'What would I have done if I had known what she did?' He wondered.

Phe threw her arms around him and kissed him. She really did feel bad that she never told him. "Can we just sit here for a little while? I'm tired." She asked as she stretched her legs out on the step. He nodded and kissed her again.

X

Reid was lying on his back with his head in her lap. She was stroking his hair gently. "I love you." She said to him. He smiled at her and rested his hand on her cheek.

"I love you too."

His phone buzzed. The caller ID said 'Hotchner.' Spencer sighed but answered. He really didn't want to be on the phone. As much as he wanted to solve the case but he wanted to stay here with Phe even more.

Spencer jumped up when he ended the call. "We're moving to Madison Avenue. We can sit on the bench outside the park. We might draw less attention to ourselves." He joked.

Phe giggled and let Reid help her up. He kissed her hand and spun her around. Then he wrapped his arm around her waist. She smiled and rested her head against his shoulder. "I sort of feel guilty being this happy while we're hunting a serial killer." She joked,

He smiled at her and then started laughing before sitting down on a bench. Spencer pulled his wife into his arms and kissed her. Neither of them knew they were being watched.

X

'Poor girl. She's only focused on the money. She doesn't see what's going to happen. Maybe I should stop him.' He wondered.

'NO! That's not how it works! That's not what happened we need to let him kill her first. Then you can stop him!' Tony screamed.

'But it doesn't look like he's going to hurt her. Maybe he really loves her.' Mike whispered.

'No! He doesn't love her. Think about what he did to all those other women!'

Victor hushed them. 'Shhh. They my hear you. We'll just have to wait. And if he doesn't kill her we'll make him. Then way we can say that we had a cause. The police never understand.'