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"Not to be rude or anything but are you by any chance umm…pregnant?" a young officer asked.

"Actually yes I am," Spencer replied one hand protectively on his swollen stomach.

"Oh is that why you're staying behind?" he asked.

"Yes, there are many danger out on the field and the baby's father wants us safe," Spencer smiled a bit.

"Are you married?"

"No, but I am engaged," Spencer answered.

"Hey what the hell are you doing?" another cop came over.

He was taller than the first and well built. He looked like he could kill with just one glance. Spencer immediately felt intimidated and a bit small despite the fact he was probably taller by an inch or two. He backed away as the man looked him up and down with such a disgusted expression. It almost got to Spencer but he noticed Derek and the other returning from the ME and dumpsites. He sighed in relief and the bigger officer backed off.

"Hey Pretty boy," Derek smiled warmly.

"Hey Derek," Spencer smiled back.

"Did you find anything?" Hotch asked.

"Not on the geographical profile, it seems the victims are at random," Spencer responded.

"We've been here for literally two days and nothing," Seaver sighed disappointed.

"I do however have a theory," Spencer continued.

"Go on," Rossi and Emily encouraged.

"Well what if the boy was the unsub's son? And he would have had a daughter but something happened or maybe he did but had an accident?" Spencer asked.

"Call Garcia," Hotch ordered.

"Goddess of all powerful speaking," she answered.

"Hey baby girl behave you're on speaker," Derek smiled.

"Oh hi there my precious and smexy Adonis and what will you do? Spank me?" she giggled.

"Garcia!" Strauss hissed.

"Oh god sorry boy wonder! And sorry ma'am," she apologized sounding a bit flustered.

"We have questions," Strauss rolled her eyes.

"Shoot," she replied.

"Look into any accidents involving a girl between ages eight and ten," JJ offered.

"I'm on it," she replied while typing furiously.

A few minutes passed and silence engulfed the team.

"I found a news article where a young girl about eight and a half was brutally killed. The mother picked her up from school and the light turned red but the breaks didn't budge…oh gosh," Garcia gulped.

"What?" Spencer asks.

"The mother lived but barely her daughter…didn't make it," Garcia said softly.

"Something else happened?"

"…She died after hours of agonizing pain," Garcia replied tears brimming.

"Oh my god," JJ gasps.

"I-I'll be sending you the articles," Garcia said.

"Um…Garcia was I...was I right about the appearance?" Spencer asked a bit sad.

"Yes," she replied.

"Garcia we need an address," Hotch said.

"I'm on it. It will appear in your tablets shortly," she nodded and the screen was blank.

"Morgan and Rossi you're with me to the father's house. Emily, Seaver and Strauss go to the mother's," House ordered.

"I'm your boss and I think I should call the shots," Strauss interrupted.

"This is my team and I'm not going to let you hurt them because of your stubbornness," Hotch warned.

"You have no right Aaron," She begins.

"Erin not now, you did not believe in my team's capability now you will suck it up!" Hotch yelled.

Strauss was dumbfounded. She was never talked to that way and she felt ashamed because Hotch was right. Hotch left the room and the rest followed. Strauss was last to go leaving Derek and Spencer alone.

"Pretty boy?"

"Hey…promise me something," Spencer whispered.

"Sure Pretty boy what is it?" Derek asked.

"…Please stay safe. Please come back to me in one piece," Spencer said softly in his ear.

"I promise or at least I'll try," Derek put his arms around Spencer's waist.

"I love you," Spencer sighed.

"I love you too," Derek smiled kissing the top of his head.

"Come home with us," Spencer said slipping his arms around his waist as well.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Derek asked.

"Just a bad feeling…I had a bad dream," Spencer replied.

"Tell me…and why didn't you wake me?"

"I didn't want to bother…and it was just so vivid and yet surreal," Spencer sighed.

"Go on," Derek probed.

"You…went in a house and I heard gun shots. I went in and I saw you lying down on the ground. I looked around and saw a man with a sly grin…I realized you were injured. I looked all over and found the bullet or stab wound by your chest. So much blood and I couldn't…couldn't," Spencer began to shake slightly.

"Shh stay calm I'm right here," Derek said kissing his lips.

"I know but-"

"Sorry to interrupt but we have to go," Rossi entered.

"Alright let's go," Derek let go and left Spencer standing alone in the cold room.