Spencer grabbed the ringing phone. He grunted a hello, looking at the clock. It was 5 am.

"Spencer?"

"JJ, it's 5 am."

"It's four here." She said, softly. "I can't sleep. How... How was your date?"

He sighed, turning to his back, looking at the ceiling. "It wasn't a date. We finished the case today and I was doing the copious amount of paperwork that a chief has to do and Ryan offered to take me for a drink because she slapped-"

"She slapped you?"JJ said, loudly, interrupting. "Who does she think she is. You're her boss and you'd never do anything to deserve to be slapped. You're too sweet."

Spencer couldn't help but smile a little at her comments and the fact she was upset. "I deserved it. Anyways, I needed it. It made me realize something. I visited my mom today, she asked about Henry."

"Maybe we can visit her when I come, so she can see him."

"No, that's okay. I mean, it's not like he's my real son or anything." Spencer held his breathe after his words. It was his only way to see if JJ would admit anything. He couldn't ask out right. He listened to the silence for what seemed like hours, before she cleared her throat.

"Spencer." She said, softly. It was neither an admission or a denial. What was the right thing to say? He didn't know what to say.

"The math makes sense." He said, his heart racing. They needed to talk about it. They needed to decide what they were going to do.

"I know."

"And he's so smart."

"Too smart." She said and he heard her sniffle.

"Hey." He said, softly, trying to lighten the mood a little. "I'm not too smart."

She laughed a little through her tears. "Yes, you are. Too smart for you're own good."

"Is that why you made me the godfather?" He asked.

"No, no. Spence. We made you the god father because we knew that you would always be there for Henry, you'd always be able to help him, give him whatever he needed if we couldn't. We picked you because regardless of him being blood or not, you would always love him like he was family and I know we made the right choice, seeing you with him. You call him every night and read to him things Will and I would never think of."

He sighed. "He loves Will so much."

"He does."

"He's not going to leave, is he? I don't...I don't want.."

"Spence, I can't know that. I...I love Will and I'm going to do whatever I can to make our relationship work, but no one, not even you, can predict the future."

"Very true, but I do know that I would never not be there for him. And if Will would, then maybe we need-"

"Spencer." JJ said, interrupting him. He didn't finish his sentence. He sighed.

"Just read to me. Or recite something you know."

Spencer thought about it, trying to come up with something to tell to her.

"Okay." He took a breath before starting to recite Shakespeare.

"When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,

I all alone beweep my outcast state,

And trouble deaf Heaven with my bootless cries,

And look upon myself, and curse my fate,

Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,

Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,

Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,

With what I most enjoy contented least:

Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,

Haply I think on thee,-and then my state

(Like to the lark at break of day arising

From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate;

For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings

That then I scorn to change my state with kings'."

He listened to her breathing for a minute or so before speaking. "Good night, JJ."

"Night, Spence." She said softly before he ended the call. He stared at the ceiling for a minute before getting up. How could he sleep now?

Criminal Minds || Viva Las Vegas

Spencer walked into the office to see Ryan, head on the desk, and DiMario holding a cup of coffee, watching her. He walked over to them. DiMario smiled.

"Someone got drunk last night." He said to Spencer, his eyes moving back to Ryan who groaned.

Spencer chuckled. "Need some coffee?"

She groaned again, looking up. "I hate you."

"I didn't cause you to drink tequila shots and then Long Islands."

DiMario chuckled. "Wait, you two went out and you look fine. Wow, Spencer Reid can handle his liquor."

"Oh no. I stopped after the shots."

"I had some vodka when I got home too." Ryan muttered, grabbing Spencer's coffee and sipping it. She made a face.

"This is not coffee. This is...sugar water."

DiMario laughed. "You should know that he puts like 6 spoons of sugar into his coffee."

Ryan gave the tall lanky man a look. "Six? My God, Spencer. Black coffee. now."

"DiMario, you heard her."

"What? She told you! You're the one who drank with her."

"Yeah, but I'm the boss."

DiMario rolled his eyes and went to fetch Ryan some coffee. Spencer thanked him before looking back at Ryan.

"Why did you drink more when you got home?"

"Because I... needed a drink."

Spencer raised an eyebrow. She groaned.

"You're so clueless. For someone who can read, what is it? two thousand words per minute?"

"20 thousand."

"Yeah, for someone who can read that fast, you sure can't read the signs."

"What signs?"

Grey joined them and Ryan grabbed Spencer's arm and pulled him to his office.

"Last night!" She said, closing the door.

"Yeah?"

Ryan rubbed her head. This man was making her head hurt even more.

"You were supposed to kiss me."

"Supposed to?"

"Yes." She pouted. She felt about 5, but she couldn't help it.

Spencer couldn't help but smile a little. This was the weirdest conversation he had ever had.

"You wanted me to kiss you?"

"No, I just wanted to hear your useless information on kissing." He grinned at her roll of the eyes. He sighed. He knew she wanted him to kiss her last night, but JJ had been on his mind. But after their conversation last night, JJ's words about how she loved Will and would do whatever to make it work. His eyes fell to her lips. If JJ was with Will and he really didn't have a shot, shouldn't he move on?

"Do you still want me to kiss you?" He said, looking up to her brown eyes.

He noticed her lips part, her tongue moving against her lips, quickly. "Well, we're at the office now, and.."

"And it's against the rules to fraternize. And I'm already in trouble."

"So kissing here would be..."

"kind of dangerous for my livelihood." Spencer said, seeing her take a step towards him.

"Kind of sexy." She said, with a smirk on her lips. Spencer chuckled as she placed her hands on his chest. He moved his head down towards hers, when the door opened. Ryan and Spencer moved back quickly to see Elle standing at the door with a raised eyebrow

"Am I interrupting something?"

Author's Note:

Spencer's nighttime recite is William Shakespeare's Sonnet 29. Not mine, as Criminal Minds is not mine as well.

Also, I am working on another multi-chapter story called I See You. It's a male/male relationship, so if that's not your thing, that's cool. It's also Criminal Minds, pairing being Reid/Adam from 'Conflicted'. Kind of interesting. Check it out, if you'd like.