Spencer smacked his alarm and snuggled back into the arms of the woman he was laying. He opened his eyes. The arms of the woman he was laying with. He smiled, seeing the woman. They had somehow switched positions. Ryan was now on her back, Spencer laying his head against her chest. Her hair was in her face, her arm bent around her eyes. He kissed her lips and her arm moved around his neck, keeping him close. He balanced himself on his elbows quickly at the motion, shifting his weight.
"Good morning." She said, softly, her eyes still closed.
"Good morning." He said, watching her as she licked her lips and sighed.
"It's not still dark out is it?"
He turned his attention away from the beautiful girl to outside. There was no light illuminating through the shades.
"It's 5:30."
"My god, Spencer. Why are you up so early? Why did you wake ME up so early?" She opened her eyes to give him a slight glare.
"I'm sorry if you're a sensitive sleeper."
Ryan wrapped her hand around one of his curls and tugged. " You kept me talk in your sleep, mister. You can't even stop then."
"I do not."
Ryan gave him a look. "Do too. 'That is very illogical. Pi is not new. The Egyptians used it!"
Spencer gave her a look. "They did too, they meausured it to be.."
"4/3 to the third."
Spencer blushed. "I guess I do talk in my sleep."
"You're such a nerd, Spencer. Lucky, I find that very sexy."
"Oh yeah? Should I get my glasses/."
Ryan grinned. "Mmh, yes and a pocket protector, those really turn me on."
Spencer chuckled a little. He kissed her forehead. "You should go back to your room and get some more sleep."
She pouted a little. She knew she had to, but she was enjoying the man's company and conversation. Her fingers played with his hair and she noticed that he wasn't moving either. It made her grin. Did he not want her to go either?
He kissed her before rolling to his side. She watched as he got up and started his routine. She watched as he took out his contacts and rubbed his eyes. He washed his face and brushed his teeth before pushing his glasses up. She grinned a little at the frames.
"Retro."
He gave her a confused look. "Hmm?"
"Your glasses."
"They were my dad's old frames."
Ryan grinned wider. "They look like it."
He frowned. "You don't like them?"
"They're totally you, Spencer."
She got up and kissed him. "See you at work."
He watched her as she left before grabbing his clothes for the day. A very interesting way to start the day. At least he was smiling.
CRIMINAL MINDS || VIVA LAS VEGAS
They knew who their unsub was and now it was just the matter of finding him. Spencer tapped his fingers, anxiously, against the desk. It was this part he hated. Just waiting. waiting for something to happen, to go down...to go wrong. It was impossible not to think about, definitely with his mind that race through all the possibilities. Someone could get hurt, the unsub could escape. Everything could go smoothly, but that was far back in his mind, thinking about all the negatives. He continued to tap his fingers before Elle grabbed his hand.
"If you continue to tap them, I will break them. Do we understand, Reid?"
Spencer looked at her. They had been working for two days straight with little sleep since that first night. They were so close everyone could taste it. Everyone was anxious. He nodded.
"Sorry." He said softly and DiMario grinned.
"Geez, Mom, leave him alone, he's just playing." He teased causing Elle to give him a death look.
"Shut up, annoying little cousin."
"Ouch, Don't love me enough to call me your son?"
"I'm going to shoot you, William."
He chuckle and looked at Grey. "Dad. Control your woman."
Grey gave them two a look. "Children, behave."
Spencer stood up when the sheriff and Sarah came up to them. "We just got a tip that he's headed to a friend's house. We have an address."
Spencer nodded, looking around. The playful banter was now replaced with a serious determination.
CRIMINAL MINDS || VIVA LAS VEGAS
The case had ended less than smoothly. It seemed even with a new team, Spencer was the danger magnet. Lucky for him though, DiMario was fast and the bullet that would have killed the boss, was now lodged into a Kevlar vest and DiMario had a story to tell the ladies. It was enough to get Spencer on a plane again, though. He needed to see his son. He needed to make everything right with JJ.
He shoved his hands into his pockets and knocked on the door. He had already prepared himself for JJ to close the door in his face. He actually assumed that he would never get a word in at all, but he had to try. The door opened to JJ, looking annoyed. He smiled a little, which seemed to piss her off even more.
"What are you doing here, Reid?"
He frowned at the name she used. Reid? He shook away the thoughts. "Can we talk?"
"Will's not here, so anything you say can't be used against me."
He sighed. "JJ... we need to talk."
She rolled her eyes and opened the door. He walked in and immediately heard little boy's running feet.
"Daddy!"
Spencer scooped up the little boy. "Hey Henry!"
"What are you doing here Daddy Spenner?"
Spencer walked over to the couch and sat down with the little boy. "I went on a case and almost got hurt. I needed to see you and talk to your mommy."
Henry looked at him. "You got hurt?"
"No, your... my friend DiMario jumped in the middle of me and the monster and saved me."
Henry looked at him wide-eyed. "Whoa."
"Yeah, whoa."
He looked over at JJ, a flicker of amusement passing through her eyes. It was gone in a second and Spencer looked back at Henry.
"Can I talk to your mommy alone?"
"No make her sad. No cry."
"I promise I'll do my best to not make her cry, okay?"
"No cry." Henry said again giving Spencer a very serious look.
Spencer nodded. "No tears."
Henry got out of his lap and went to his mom, hugging her legs. "No cry, Mommy."
JJ watched as the little boy left. "You almost got shot?"
Spencer nodded. "I still don't know how it all went down. I guess...I don't know. I just remember Will laying on the ground, moaning that I owed him."
JJ sighed and sat down. "Why are you here Spencer."
"I..." He sighed and leaned back into the cushions. "I could have died and I... I don't want things to be like this, JJ. You're...my family and we.. I..."
JJ watched him fumble over his words. She knew that the most important things he usually fumbled over. He was a perfectionist and when it came to emotions, he was far from perfect at expressing himself. She knew it frustrated him, she could see the look.
"I have a tendency to push away the people I need the most and... I don't want that to happen to us. You're one of my best friends. You're the mother of my child and I've been... acting ridiculous. You deserve more respect than I've been giving you and I'm so sorry about Will. I...I need to deal with my own issues about my father rather than transferring all my feelings about it onto you and Will and Henry. Will is a great dad and if you two...if you love him as much as you say you do, then I shouldn't get in the way of that no matter how much it hurts me. I..."
He paused and rubbed his hands together.
"I love you and I want you to be happy, JJ. and If I can...If I can talk to Will or...something to help, then I will."
"I don't think that'd be a good idea, Spence."
He smiled a little at the nickname. He was making progress. "He wants to kill me, doesn't he?"
"Just be glad he no longer carries a firearm."
Spencer reached out and touched her knee. "I love you, JJ and I want to be a part of Henry's life. I don't want that to affect us, but... I will do whatever it takes to be a part of his life, regardless. I don't mean many disrespect by that, but...I.. he's..."
"I know, Spencer. We'll figure something out. Henry needs his father. You two need to have that bond."
"He needs Will too."
JJ nodded. "I need him too."
Spencer started to move his hand off her knee when she rested her hand on top of his. He turned his hand, holding onto hers. She smiled at their hands, before looking up at him.
"I'm sorry about this, Spencer. I never meant..."
"I know." he cut her off. He didn't need to hear the words.
"If I could change..."
"I know."
She sighed, resting her head on his shoulder. "I missed you."
"I missed you too."