A/N: Thank you guys so much for the follows and the reviews! They mean so much to me. I know I forgot on my first chapter but I do not own Criminal Minds or the team. Originally I was going to make this a three chapter story based on three songs but I have gone off of that, now I am just going to go with it. Here is the second chapter. Hope you enjoy it. The bold in the chapter are Reid and Morgan's texts.
Derek had tried all weekend to get a hold of Spencer, to no avail. He was just getting off the elevator when he was a very sparkly Penelope waiting for him. "Come with me." She said she her stilettos clinked across the floor to her lair.
"What's this about?" Derek asked following her.
"I need to show you something about John Owen." Derek felt his heart drop and shatter he knew this guy was no good. "I worked my techie magic and found out that he has prior domestic violence charges." She looked up at Derek "They were pretty bad. Did you want to look over them?" She asked handing him some papers. She knew that she wasn't supposed to print them out but she really didn't care, her friend was hurting.
"Thanks Baby Girl" Derek said his voice devoid of emotion as he took the papers from her hand. He walked out of her lair and to his office looking over the papers that Garcia gave him. "This girl doesn't mess around" He whispered to himself, the file had everything from victim statements to injury reports. Derek heard a knock on his door and he quickly put the file away before JJ walked in.
"What were you doing? You look like you just seen a ghost." She said as she sat in one of his chairs.
"Oh I was uh… looking at something" He said looking down at the ground.
"You had Garcia look up Spencer's boyfriend didn't you"
"Yeah, I knew something wasn't right" Derek pulled out the file for her to look at. JJ instantly covered her mouth in disgust at what he had done.
"You don't think he's doing this to him do you?"
"I'm not sure" Derek shrugged and remembered how they left the ball. "I haven't talked to him since he introduced me to this scumbag."
"I'm sure everything is fine"
"JJ can you tell Hotch I need to take today off there is something I have to do." Derek said getting up and walking out of his office and to his car.
Once in his car he looked over the file once again. Broken wrists. Cracked ribs. Fractured leg. All broken in different places all in different stages of healing. Derek shook his head reading over the report "If it wasn't for the neighbors calling the cops he wouldn't have stopped. He was careful not to leave bruises where anyone would see." Derek read aloud before speeding off to Spencer's apartment. He had to think of a way to get Spencer alone without alerting John.
Derek sat outside of the brunettes building hoping he would come home… alone. Derek glanced down at his watch, 10:15 am, his eyes look up and he sees his best friend walking into the building. Taking a deep breathe he prays that he's alone and follows him inside "Hey Spence" Derek said when Reid was at his door causing him to jump and wince in pain. "Are you okay?" Derek held his arms out in case he fell.
"I'm fine you just startled me." Spencer looked around the hall. "What are you doing here anyways"
"I wanted to spend some time with you, it seems like it's been forever." Derek played off the anger he felt building up inside of him. He helps Spencer with his keys opening up his door and holding the door open for him.
"You really shouldn't be here."
"Why not?"
"I don't want John getting mad"
"Why would he get mad? I'm your best friend," it hurt Derek to say that. He took a deep breath deciding it was now or never "but I want to show you that I could be more that that. I love you Spencer. More than he ever could."
"I-I… Derek I can't be with you. I'm with John. I love him." Spencer kept his eyes on the floor, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill over "Derek, there was a time when I thought I loved you. I have come to terms with the fact that I couldn't have you." The smaller man swallowed down tears and took a deep breath "Derek. I think it's best if you leave. And never talk to me again"
"I can't do that Spence. I can't leave you knowing that I didn't try." Derek wiped his face with the back of his hand and whispered "I promise you I will prove to you I love you more than him."
"Derek please don't do this." Spencer pleaded blinking his eyes a few times fighting back the tears.
"I have to. I need you Pretty Boy." The darker man said walking over to him. "I love everything about you. I have for a while." He paused "It's been since high school. I'm not losing you now."
"Derek. Leave. Now." The brunette spat at him unable to hold his feelings anymore he just wanted to be alone.
"Here take this, hide it; I'll start contacting you on this. Please Spence. I don't want to lose you" Derek said handing him a phone. "It's my personal phone. I don't need it. I have my government issued one." Derek looked up at him sadness in his eyes before turning and walking out to his car.
Derek didn't remember the drive to his house. Or how he got to his room. He looked at his phone and sighed. The only number in the phone he had given Spence was his, saved under 'Marie', she was Spencer's cousin. He also had it set so that auto save was off. Derek felt his phone buzz he looked down to see that it was Spence.
"Sorry about earlier."
"It's okay Spence."
"John just gets really jealous."
"Let's go out to dinner sometime?"
"I don't know. He might get mad."
"Spence please? He wont find out."
"He works tomorrow night."
"Usual place?"
"Yeah. 8:00 work?"
"Yeah."
"See you then."
"Yeah."
Derek couldn't ignore the anger any longer. He walked over to the gym and worked out his anger. Once he was home he tried to think of what he could do for Spence to make him believe what he had to say and he finally came up with an idea.
Derek showed up at 7:50 he was wearing a black shirt with dark wash jeans, he looked around the restaurant when his eyes meet the hazel ones he longed for. Only to find that they had lost that light, they were dark and afraid. Derek licked his lips as the brunette walked closer to him. Derek noticed Spencer had dressed up to meet him, he was wearing black slacks which hugged his bum, and a navy blue button up. Derek bit his lip and waved as Spence came closer.
"Hey." The brunette said timidly before taking his seat.
"Hey" Derek replied holding out a bouquet of Spencer's favorite flowers.
"I-I can't believe you remembered."
"Of course I remembered. I remember just about everything about you. I could never forget" Derek smiled and looked into the hazel eyes staring back at him. "I remember the one time when we were in elementary school and you had a crush on that girl, and you brought her roses and went on and on about how the rose got its name" Derek giggled while Spencer blushed.
"Please don't remind me. I don't know what I was thinking. We were nine" It was the first time in a while that Spencer had smiled.
"Oh remember the time that you were tutoring Des and she sneezed and you lectured her on the proper way to cover her mouth!? The look on her face was priceless."
"Please I tried to block that out of my memory." Spencer gripped his chest as he laughed wincing slightly at the pain. Derek frowned seeing the pain that was the bad thing about being a profiler.
"Pretty Boy do you remember when our mom insisted we share a birthday?" a grin played on Derek's lips.
"You mean my 10th and your 11th birthday?"
"Yes! When they also picked out matching outfits for us"
"You mean those horrid outfits where we looked like walking flags" Spencer said recalling every detail of that day. They wore blue slacks and red, white and blue striped button downs with black suspenders and red bowties.
"I don't know what they were thinking."
"My mom was probably having an episode. I have no idea about your mom." Spencer chuckled.
Derek shook his head the rest of the night was spent reminiscing about the old times; the brunette glanced at his watch biting his lip. "What's wrong?" The older man looked up at him.
"I have to be going." Spencer licked his lips and on impulse crashed his lips to the darker set that has been holding his attention all night. "Thanks Der Bear. For everything." The younger of the two said quickly before running out of the restaurant and going home.
Derek sat there watching him leave before paying the bill. He decided to walk around the park nearby clearing his head. He was sitting on a park bench, at 10:30 at night with his head in his hands, when he heard his phone ringing.
"Morgan." He answered not bothering to look at the caller ID, when he heard Spence on the other line he got into his car and rushed to his apartment.
Spencer quietly walked into his apartment hoping that John hadn't come over yet, he opened his door and saw all the lights were still out he quickly walked into his room to change out of his clothes. Spencer had gotten his pants half way down when he felt a hand on his shoulder; he stiffened up and swallowed loudly "Where were you babe?" John asked his voice like ice.
"I met a friend for dinner," Spencer knew it was better not to lie to him "no big deal." He shrugged.
"Is that why you got all dressed up, for a friend?" The brunette could hear the anger in his voice.
"I-I didn't want to look out of place." Spencer backed away from John, pulling his pants up before tripping over himself.
"Get up you pathetic piece of shit!" John yelled grabbing a fistful of the brunette lock and pulling him up. Spencer yelped in pain before being slammed into the wall a large hand around his throat. "Who did you see?"
"M-My friend Marie." The brunette choked out trying to breath.
"Don't lie to me Spencer." John tightened the grip around Spencer's neck.
"I-I'm not. I promise." A tear fell onto Spencer's cheek. He was thrown onto the ground, biting is lip to keep him self from crying from the pain in his arm. He could tell it was broken, or at least fractured.
"You were with that fucking FBI agent weren't you" John had kicked him in the ribs; Spencer shook his head and curled in on himself, finding the perfect opportunity to hit the speed-dial that would call Derek. "Why don't you fucking say something?" The blonde had harshly grabbed at Spencer's wrist pulling him up, gripping Spencer's wrist tightly, and snapping some of the bones. John forced the smaller man to look at him. "Answer me!" John yelled.
"I-I wasn't" Spencer tried to shake his head, tears falling freely onto his cheeks.
"Awe Spencey, why are you crying?" John teased.
"Yo-you're hurting me"
"You don't know what pain is." Spencer saw John's blue eyes turn grey, he swallowed thinking letting out a sigh of relief when there was a knock on the door.
"Police! We just want to talk to you." The familiar voice rang throughout the apartment.
"This is because you couldn't keep your fucking mouth shut" John said through gritted teeth as he walked towards the door. He put on his best smile and he opened the door to see a dark skinned man standing on the other end of the door.
A/N: What did you guys think? Good? If I have the next chapter done tonight I will update, if not I will update on Monday.
