Say yeah

Let's be alone together

We could stay young forever

We'll stay young, young, young, young, young.

You cut me off, I lost my track

It's not my fault, I'm a maniac

It's not funny anymore, no it's not

My heart is like a stallion

They love it more when it's broken

Do you wanna feel beautiful?

Do you wanna?

-Alone Together by Fall Out Boy

Romance is thinking about your significant other, when you are supposed to be thinking about something else.-Nicholas Sparks

Amber was sleeping peacefully at the hospital, but then someone starting shaking her shoulder, causing her to jump. She opened her sleepy eyes, to see Garcia, smiling at her.

"Come on Princess," she said. "visiting hours are over."

Amber stretched her limbs and stood up from the uncomfortable chair. "Where are we going to stay?" She asked.

"At a hotel near by," Agent Hotchner informed.

Amber nodded as her and the team headed down the hall to the elevator. "Princess?" Amber asked Garcia, as they followed behind the Agents.

Garcia grinned, "We have nicknames for each other," Garcia laughed at herself, "I'm still trying to find a good one for you."

Amber nodded, understanding why they had Garcia. She kept everything light and cheery. The elevator doors opened, doctors and nurses dispersed from inside. The Agents, Garcia and Amber piled inside the tiny, stuffy elevator.

Once at the hotel, they piled out of the was grabbing their bags from the trunk. Amber was in shock as she looked up at the tall hotel, it was pretty nice. "Is this where you guys always stay, at hotels?" she asked.

Agent Morgan shook his head, "No, we usually never get any actual sleep when on a case."

They walked in and Agent Hotchner handed them their key cards. "J.J and Amber in one room, Garcia and Prentiss in another, Morgan and I, and Rossi," he said, handing Agent Rossi a plastic key card. "you get a room to yourself."

Agent Morgan looked as though he got the short end of the stick. "Why couldn't I get a room to myself?"

"Because," Agent Rossi smirked, "I am older, and deserve one." the agent said, waving the card like a fan.

Agent Morgan glared at him as everyone headed towards the elevators, it was almost 12:30 and everyone was beyond beat. Amber felt like an outsider to Spencer's friends, and she wasn't too happy having to share a room with Agent Jareau. Agent Hotchner probably wanted to have someone keep an eye on her. The elevator came to a screeching halt, once it reached the floor, the doors opened and they stepped out onto the floor. They split up, everyone going to their rooms. Amber adjusted the strap of her bag on her shoulder, trying to get used to the fact that she had to spend the night with little miss blonde and perfect. Agent Jareau opened the hotel door with the key card and stepped inside. It wasn't that Amber didn't like the Agent, she was very nice to her. Amber just didn't get why Spencer was with her and not with the pretty Agent.

Amber entered the room, it was pretty big. It had two queen sized beds, a couch, a T.V and a mini fridge. The walls where a pure white, the molding on the border was gold, and a painting of some flowers hung on the wall in between the two beds. The beds had burgandy comforters, the nice kind of comforters, the expensive kind. Amber took a peek inside the bathroom and her mouth fell open. It had a huge bathtub on the one side, taking up mostly the back of the bathroom, a little closer to the door was a shower;It was all stainless steel. The floors of the bathroom where tiled with white tiling, the sinks where porcelain and had little tiny soaps near each of them.

Amber walked back out into the room. "Man, the FBI doesn't mess around, when they get you a hotel to sleep in, they hook you up." Amber said, giggling at herself for saying 'hook you up.'

Agent Jareau laughed, "Yeah, usually when we can't really get to them,so we get booked really crappy places, to not waste money." the agent said as she sat down on the bed closest to the door.

Amber bobbed her head, "Ah, makes sense." she said. She watched the blonde agent flipped her hair over her shoulder and started to unpack a few things. "Agent,are we going back to see Spencer in the morning?"

"Yeah," Agent Jareau said as she stood up from the bed. "And you can call me JJ." she said as she walked past the younger woman. Amber nodded, taking note of the information. Amber set her bag down on the bed and started to look for a few things. She quickly got on her pajamas, stuffed her clothes in her bag, pulled Spencer's copy of sherlock holmes out,carrying it over to the bed and hopped in. The sheets were so very soft, it was nice after a day of stress and uncomfortable chairs at the hospital and on the plane. Amber cracked open the book to her bookmarked page. Moments later, JJ appeared from the bathroom, showered, and changed into clean clothes. She saw Amber already in bed, reading a book. "aren't you going to wash your hair,shower or something?" she asked.

Amber looked up from her book, "Nope, I can't wash my hair too much. I have psoriasis on my head, plus you really shouldn't wash your hair too much, it strips the hair of it's natural oils." JJ nodded at the information, she was sounding like Spencer JJ thought. She noticed Amber's eyes get wide. "holy crap, that sounded like something Spencer would say."

"I was thinking the same thing," she admitted. She watched Amber push back the covers and walked over to her bag. She was fumbling around for something. Once she was done she walked over to JJ. She was holding her cell phone, toothbrush and a little makeup bag. JJ watched Amber turn on her phone and handed it to her. The phone's background was a picture of Spencer in his apartment, in a leather chair reading a book and he was wearing his glasses. JJ smiled at the picture, missing the young Agent.

"That man maybe a total nerd and know-it-all, but he makes me happy," Amber paused, smiling at JJ. "he makes me think about things and I just, I know he can be annoyingly sweet, but if it wasn't for him, I probably wouldn't even be here." JJ smiled back at the younger girl, her heart sank at the sadness Amber's eyes. JJ handed her back the phone. Amber took the phone and started to head towards the bathroom.

"You should tell him," JJ announced.

Amber turned back around and faced the agent. She shook her head. "I can't," she sighed.

"Yes you can," JJ said sounding hopeful. "I am sure he would feel the same way."

Amber sighed, "What if I tell him, gets freaked out and makes me move out?"

JJ pursed her lips then said, " He wouldn't do that,"

Amber's eyes darted around the room, trying to think of something to say, but couldn't. So, she turned back around and headed towards the bathroom.

The next morning, Amber jolted awake. She had the worst nightmare. It was her telling Spencer her feelings for him and he just laughed at her, saying it wasn't logical for him to be with her. Amber shook her head, trying to forget the dream, it had felt so real. Spencer was with her,sort of, and he wouldn't have offered to let her stay with him if he didn't at least like her. Amber took in a deep breath, then exhaled. She looked over at the other bed, and JJ was gone. She heard the water running in the bathroom and crawled out of bed. Amber looked over at the clock radio, it was only 7:30 am. She sighed as she walked over to her bag and decided to pick out something to wear.

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Spencer awoke that morning to someone talking to him. His eyes struggled to open, as he was so exhausted from the previous day. It was the nurse, she smiled at him and checked his vitals. The nurse walked out once she was finished and shut the door behind her. Spencer didn't feel alive, he felt like it was a dream. He hated that last night, Amber was so upset, for reasons he didn't know. There was definitely something going on with her. A hollow feeling hit Spencer's stomach, what if she was seeing someone? That would explain her sudden sadness. She was feeling guilty that she was seeing someone and didn't talk to Spencer about it. Spencer knew he didn't own Amber, or that they weren't officially together. But it made his blood boil in anger at the thought of another man kissing Amber, or touching her.

Spencer wouldn't be shocked if Amber was seeing someone else, he wasn't exactly 'boyfriend material.' He had barely touched her in the past few months, and had shown no real emotion towards her at all, except for kissing her a few times. Spencer sighed as he stared up at the ceiling, wishing he was back in Quantico, back home in his apartment with Amber.

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At 8, Amber and JJ headed to the lobby, the rest of the team had beat them there. They walked outside and a dry heat hit them like a slap in the face. It was awful compared to the hotel, and Amber was glad she put anti frizz stuff on her hair, or she would have an afro by now.

"I really hate Texas," Agent Prentiss mumbled as she started to cough. JJ handed her a water bottle, the agent snatched it from her hand like it was the last amount of water on earth and chugged it down. She wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and saw stares from everyone on the team, including Amber. "thanks, JJ." she said as she handed her the empty bottle.

"Uh, anytime Emily," JJ said as she threw away the empty bottle in a nearby trash can. Their SUVs appeared in front of them,the two valets, walked around the cars and handed the keys to Agent Hotchner. He thanked them and they headed towards the front door of the hotel.

One of the boys smiled at Amber as he walked past her and said, "Mornin' miss," in a thick Texas accent.

Amber blushed as she turned around to face the boy,she could feel Garcia and JJ staring at her. "Morning," she said back, boy was too busy looking at her to notice he was about to hit the door. His back thumped into the door,and was fumbling to open it behind him. Amber giggled as she watched the two boys, his friend was shaking his head as he opened the door for his smitten friend, he pushed his friend aside and yanked open the door. The boy smiled at Amber one last time before grabbing the door and turning around to continue into the hotel. Amber had a goofy smile on her face as she turned back around, the team was now staring at her, some of them were smirking, but JJ and Garcia were glaring at her. Her smile instantly faded and she cleared her throat. "are we going to go see Spencer or just stand here?" she demanded and walked towards the cars.

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Once at the hospital they headed up towards Spencer's floor and walked into the waiting room. It was quiet, but it was nice and cool, unlike outside. Agent Prentiss yawned as she sat down.

"Want me to get you some coffee Em?" Agent Morgan asked.

"That would be lovely," she answered.

"I could use some too," Rossi said.

"Me three brown sugar," Garcia chimed in.

Agent Morgan looked like he regretted asking. "What about you?" he asked Amber.

"I...um...yeah, but I'll come with you," she offered.

Agent Morgan walked over to Agent Hotchner, he was standing at the nurses station, talking to them about when they could see Reid. Morgan quickly asked him if he wanted any coffee and he shook his head no. Morgan walked back over to Amber and said, "Come on baby girl,"

Garcia heard this and gasped. "Derek Morgan, how dare you call another woman baby

girl," she snapped, not happy at either of them.

"But she is a baby girl," the agent defended himself.

Garcia just glared at the Agent and turned her attention from him. Morgan shrugged as he and Amber started to head down the hall the elevators. They stood there, waiting for the elevators, in complete and utter awkward silence. The doors opened and the two stepped inside. The doors shut and Morgan pressed the button. "So," he said, breaking the silence. "you...uh are Reid's room mate?" he asked with a raised brow.

"Yes," Amber said, trying not to smile.

"And the two of you aren't dating?" the agent asked.

"Nope," Amber said, which on her part, wasn't really a lie.

Morgan couldn't wrap his head around the fact that Reid had a roommate, a girl roommate and wasn't dating her. It seemed kind of...like a cover up. "I have a hard time believing that," the muscular and intimidating agent said.

Amber gulped. "I'm not lying," Amber said, standing her ground.

Agent Morgan snorted, "Alright,"

Amber got a sense that the Agent didn't like her, and that was a problem for her. She wanted all of Spencer's friends to like her. She had bad experiences before where she didn't like one of her friends girlfriends and it just turned ugly. The elevator came to a halt and the doors opened. The two stepped on to the hospital tiles and looked at the signs on the wall, trying to figure out where exactly the cafeteria was. "It's this way,at the end of the hallway," Agent Morgan said, as he pointed to the left. Amber followed the Agent as he started walking towards the hallway. The hospital was pretty quiet, for being a hospital. The two started getting closer to cafeteria, they were still silent, Amber knew for certain that Agent Morgan wasn't too fond of her. She felt it was best to keep quiet, so she wouldn't say something stupid.

Once Agent Morgan and Amber had grabbed the team some coffee, they headed back to the floor that Spencer was on. They headed towards the waiting room and saw the faces of the team. They looked, sad. Like they had just received bad news. Amber's heart sank, not sure if she should ask, or wait for them to say.

"Coffee?" Agent Morgan announced. Everyone immediately stood and walked over to them. The team wouldn't look at either of them in the eyes.

"What's going on?" Amber asked as she handed Garcia and Rossi coffee.

Garcia pursed her lips,worry filled her eyes. "Spencer, he had a heart attack."

If you wish to be loved, show more of your faults than your virtues.-Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton

E/N- My other story, You lie, should be up later today OR at the latest tomorrow morning. I have a new story up called, Comic-Con. It's a Criminal Minds/Big Bang Theory Crossover, so go check it out! Thanks for the reviews faves and follows! you guys rock! Keep it up! :D