A/N Continuation of the chapter Riley. Will turn into a separate story. Do you want me to start that story from the chapter Riley, or from the moment Maeve is rescued? Please review! Prompts and constructive criticism appreciated! R&R! Thanks!
"Now, six years later, he and Maeve were married with a four year old and a two year old. His beautiful baby girls. The older of the two, Emily Jennifer Reid had his hair and eyes. Penelope (Penny) Diana Reid was the younger of the two and so far looked just like her mom.
Spencer came home from work one day after a hard case and saw his wife's worried features waiting for him in the porch.
"What's wrong?" he asked her.
"Emily was talking to an imaginary friend today," she replied. They both knew the weight of that sentence, and all at once, Spencer felt his world crashing down."
"I-Imaginary friend?" Spencer asked, going pale.
"Spence, I know what you're thinking, but kids do have imaginary friends at this age," Maeve reminded him.
"You both know that with my mother and my borderline there's a chance that-"
"I know, Spencer. I know the statistics. But we can't start worrying like this about it. She might just have an imaginary friend," Maeve said.
"So what do we do, just wait?" Spencer asked, his voice rising with panic. It was his greatest fear, passing on schizophrenia to a kid. And for all he knew, it was coming true. How could he not panic?
"Yes, that's exactly what we do. We wait and we watch, and if we think something is up we'll take her to a Doctor. It's all we can really do, Spencer. You know that," Maeve said, trying to calm her husband down. "We knew this could happen when we agreed to have kids. We talked about it. We agreed that we would deal with things as they happened and right now that just means waiting and watching."
Reid took a deep breath and looked at her, "Okay. Just… keep a good eye on her?"
"You know I will. And I know you will. Just take a deep breath and clear your expression. Emily is getting really good at that little bit of profiling you taught her," Maeve said with a chuckle.
Reid smiled, "That's my girl."
"Yeah it is," Maeve said. "Now come on and see your girls. They miss you. It's been almost a week."
"Yeah I know it was a really bad-" Reid started.
"Hey, no details now, just come in," Maeve said, opening the door and Spencer followed her inside.
Spencer walked into the house and was immediately engulfed in a hug from Emily, Penny not far behind.
"Daddy! Daddy!" Emily and Penny said.
"Hey girls," Spencer said, smiling and returning the hugs.
"Daddy, we missed you! Why are you always gone so long?" Emily asked, the more extroverted of his two children.
"I know sweatpea, it's my job. I have to," Reid explained.
"Why can't you quit?" Penny asked. It was not the first time Spencer had this conversation with his daughters.
"Because my job gives me money, and I need money to buy you toys and music lessons," he told his daughters. They both nodded, seemingly satisfied by his answer.
"Why don't you two go play?" Spencer told them.
"Okay!" they both said, jumping up, Penny lagging behind Emily.
Maeve turned to him, "It would be nice if you were home more," she told him.
Spencer sighed, "I know, but I can't leave the team. We've talked about this."
Maeve's eyes shifted to the floor for a moment, "I know. I know it's important to you..." Her voice trailed off. "Emily seems fine to you, right?" Maeve asked.
"For now, but I can't really tell from one conversation with her," Spencer replied quietly.
"It'll be okay, Spence. Even if she does have it, it'll be okay," Maeve told him.
He nodded, "I know,"he replied, but it didn't feel like everything would be okay.