Viva Las Vegas Chapter 4, a criminal minds fanfic

Author's Note:

I do not own Criminal Minds. All belongs to the creator, cast, producers and definitely the writers. They deserve all the credit for all the great episodes. Also, CBS. Review if you like, hate, or see any mistakes and I'll do my best to fix, make better or continue. Thanks for reading.

Spencer smiled at Rossi.

"Thanks for coming to see me off."

The older man patted his shoulder. "You'll do great, kid. You ever need some advice, you go ahead and call me. I'll answer your call, no matter what time."

They shook hands before Spencer moved to Hotch. He smiled, sadly.

"You saved my life." He simply said and Hotch smiled, a real smile.

"You did it yourself, Reid. I just was able to read you. You're smart. You're smart enough to do this. You'll be great."

Reid rolled his eyes and hugged the man. Surprisingly, Hotch hugged him back. "I'll see you at Christmas, Reid."

Emily was next. She ruffled his hair before hugging him.

"Don't become all stuffy like boss man over here."

Reid chuckled, looking back at Hotch, who didn't seem pulled back and smiled at Emily.

"I'll do my best."

"You'll do great, Spencer. You're a good man and a great agent."

"Thanks, Emily."

He turned to Penelope, who looked as upset as he felt. She grabbed him into a big hug.

"Reid! I'm going to miss you so much!"

He tensed a little. "G-Garcia. I-I. Penelope, I can't breathe."

Penelope loosened her grip, but didn't let go. "Who's going to watch soap operas with me on Sundays and eat sugary cereals with me? Whose going to go to ComicCon with me now?"

"Comic con?" Morgan asked, confused.

Penelope ignored him. "You can't go."

Spencer frowned. "I don't want to go."

Penelope squeezed him tighter before pulling away. "I'm coming out as soon as I can. We're going out on the Strip and getting you drunk."

Spencer shook his head. "No drinking, but you got a deal with everything else."

He looked at Morgan who grinned at him. "I'm coming too. We'll find you a nice Vegas hunny. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas."

Spencer rolled his eyes, but smiled. Morgan's face got serious.

"Stay safe, Spencer. Don't do anything stupid. I'm not there to save your sorry ass." He pulled the man into a hug. Spencer smiled, hugging the man.

"I'll try."

He pulled away to look at JJ, who was holding Henry. JJ bit her bottom lip, trying not to be upset. Spencer looked down at his shoes, before he looked up at Hotch clearing his throat. Everyone seemed to take this as some sort of sign and walk away from the two and child. Spencer had to admit, he was grateful.

"I'm going to miss you." JJ said, quietly first.

Spencer looked back to her. He didn't want her to miss him. He didn't want to go and the look in those clear blues eyes was making it so much more difficult.

"I'm going to miss you." He said, just as softly. His eyes moved away from her eyes to the boy in her arms. Henry seemed to notice them and reached out for him. Spencer grabbed the toddler, before looking back at JJ, who seemed to be watching him with the boy. She shook her head, looking up at him.

"You're going to do great, you know? You've been doing this job for 9 years. You know what to do."

"I'm not worried about that." He kissed the boy's forehead.

"I know what you're worried about, Spence. We're going to still be here for you."

"What about you?"

"What about me, Spence?" She said, looking over at the group, who were out of their earshot.

"Will you still be here for me?" He asked, biting at his bottom lip.

Her eyes widened a little. "Spencer Reid."

They weren't supposed to talk about it. They weren't supposed to even mention it, but he was leaving. He had to know what they were. They had been in a limbo for years. Ever since he was rescued from Tobias Hankel. She had come over, they had... a moment. A moment that became moments over the years. He licked his lips, looking at her. She inhaled and took a step towards him.

"We made it very clear that after Henry was born that we... we were going to stop. That... that doesn't change because you're leaving."

"But we almost-"

"Almost, Spence. With the whole team in the next room. We... Maybe you leaving is a good thing."

Spencer felt like he had been stabbed in the heart with those seven words. He gulped before breathing out through his nose. He kissed Henry's forehead.

"I'll call you tonight, buddy. We'll read your favorite poem at bedtime. I love you, Henry."

"Lub you, Spenner."

He handed the boy back to JJ, before walking away.

"Spence, wait! I didn't -"

"Spenner, no go!" Henry cried out, seeing his mother upset.

Spencer paused, his heart wrenching. Morgan placed his hand on his shoulder almost a moment later.

"He'll be okay. Garcia's over there with him. Are... what happened with you and JJ?"

Spencer shook his head. "Nothing. I have to go." He said, gruffly.

Morgan nodded, patting the man's shoulder. "Call me when you land."

Spencer got out of the cab to be greeted with an agent.

"Doctor Reid?"

The genius stared at him. He wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone. "Yes."

The agent nodded. "I'm supposed to take you up to meet your team." He said, before walking into the Las Vegas field office. "I'm sure you're used to the Quantico building, a whole floor of just BAU personnel, but seeing how we're just starting, your team will be on the 7th floor with a few other small unit. You and your media liason will have to share an office, while your computer technician will be on the third floor...Have you heard from your team yet?"

"No." Spencer said, shortly. He didn't want to be here.

"Oh, okay. Well then... I'll let them introduce themselves. The Section Chief from California BAU is the one you will be sending all your paperwork too and consulting with if you need help. His information is in your office and he should be here sometime this week to welcome you."

The elevators opened and the agent nodded for Spencer to go. The genius walked out of the elevator looking around. This was definitely not like Quantico. He sighed before trying to find the only familiar face.

"Hey, Reid." a woman said behind him.

He turned and smiled a little. "Elle."

The girl hugged him.

"It's good to see you too, Spencer. How are you doing?" She asked, concerned. They had only spoke a few times since she left Quantico. He called a few times after she resigned to make sure she was doing okay and then after the Tobias Hankel case. She had been the only one he truly ever admitted exactly what he was doing, even after being caught. He smiled, warmly, at her.

"I'm doing okay.1 years, 11 months, 1 week, 4 days." He said.

Elle smiled. "I'm glad." She let go of the man, before looking over to where the rest of the team were sitting. A man stood up, Reid recognized him as Billy DiMario, and walked over to them.

"You guys know each other?" He asked, in a thick New York accent.

"We worked together before. DiMario?"

He grinned. "Yeah, How you know?"

Spencer wanted to roll his eyes. He wasn't in a great mood. "My team."

DiMario nodded, walking back over to the others. Elle smacked Reid's arms.

"Don't be rude. It's not their fault."

Spencer sighed. "Sorry."

He paused when they reached the group. Ryan, Sarah, and Grey were all there. Jason Vence was no where to be found, probably on the third floor. Sarah was the first to stand.

"Doctor Reid. It's so nice to meet you. I've read your articles and you visited my school once with Jason Gideon. I was so.. intrigued by the way you spoke about the importance of criminal profiling and.. I.." she paused, realizing she was rambling.

Spencer stared at her. He wondered if thats the way he sounded when he met Rossi. He cleared his throat. He flushed a little. This girl obviously respected his work. She was a fan of him. It...It was strange. Elle's chuckle brought him out of his thoughts.

"He doesn't know how to take compliments." Elle said, jokingly.

Sarah Black nodded. "Either way, it'll be a pleasure working with you."

"Thank you." Spencer finally said.

Ryan spoke next. "I've never read anything you've written or anything, but I did hear that you shot your own kidnaper. Pretty intense."

Spencer looked at her. She was very, very attractive. Her curly hair was down, framing her face. She had honey brown eyes and pouty lips. She was short, maybe 5'3 and in good shape, just enough curves.

"Reid, say something." Elle said, pushing him a little.

"Ahh, sorry, thank you. It...yeah, I did. Well, I shot the man who was holding the personality that kidnaped and tortured me. The actual man, the main personality, saved my life. It's...It's complicated."

Ryan gave him a look. "...Yeah."

Grey was next. He shook the man's hand. "Nice to meet you. Hopefully it'll be a good experience. Our tech guy is.. well, I don't know where he is. You'll have to meet him later, I guess."

"Alright, thanks."

"We should go out for dinner tonight, get more acquainted." Elle suggested, looking at Reid.

He shrugged. "Sure."

She looked at the other members, who reluctantly agreed as well.

"I'll be in my office."

"I'm coming."

Reid made his way into his office, before he leant back in his chair, looking at Sarah Black's desk. It was clean, organized. Unlike JJ's office. He looked at Elle. "I don't feel like Hotch."

Elle grinned. "Good, because you're not."

Spencer gave her an annoyed look.

"I meant you're you, Spencer. This team isn't going to be our old team. DiMario isn't going to be Morgan and Black isn't going to be JJ...how is JJ, you're still not in love with her, are you?"

The door opened and Sarah peaked in. "Is it okay, if I go to my desk?"

Spencer nodded. "It's your office too, Sarah."

She blushed. "I know, but I know you two are...catching up. I didn't want to...well, I guess I already did interrupt."

"She rambles worse than you." Elle muttered, causing Sarah to blush even more.

Spencer gave Elle a look, before smiling at Sarah. "It's fine."

He looked back at Elle. "and...I don't know why the answer to your question would matter, seeing how the situation is impossible to change."

He needed to accept that. It was impossible to change. JJ was Will's and he was a friend. Just a friend.