Thanks for the reviews like always I appreciate them. I do have a question: would you guys like a sequel with the life of them married and the baby or an epilogue? Enjoy.
Spencer took the key and followed Derek up the stairs into the hall that lead to their room. Everyone stopped in front of the locked door waiting anxiously to see what was behind it. Spencer gulped and turned the key. He took a second before he pushed the door open. The sight was breathtaking.
The ceiling was painted according to the Milky Way galaxy in many gradient colors. The walls were painted a light shade of purple with glow in the dark stars on them. The furniture was oak and well crafted. There was a rocking chair next to the crib. Then Spencer's gaze landed on the crib. The tears that stopped started again.
The crib was handmade. He noticed it in one glance. His hands wondered around the crib the smooth wood under his touch, it was perfect. Derek smiled and pulled the young man into his arms.
"W-when did you do all this?" he asked voice cracking a bit.
"Whenever you were gone I took liberty to do the ceiling. Hotch and Rossi helped with the furniture," Derek explained.
"Except the crib," Rossi added.
"Yea that was done a while ago actually," Derek nodded.
"…This is amazing," Spencer whispered glancing around the room.
"All the hard work is definitely worth it," Derek agreed.
"What's that?" Spencer asked staring at a white box.
"That is your mom's present, she gave it to me before we left but you didn't notice after what happened with that guy," Derek smiled but his voice bitter at the end.
"That guy?" Garcia asked worriedly.
"It was no one, don't worry," Derek assured her with a small smile avoiding the topic for Spencer's sake.
"C-can I open it?" Spencer asked sheepishly.
"I don't see why not," Derek's smile returning genuinely as he handed him the box.
In side were knitted white boots with a matching hat and mittens. Then a light purple blanket appeared. Everything was hand knitted and it looked very professional. Spencer remembered his favorite blanket was one Diana knitted for him. He also remembered there were initials on his so he looked for one.
His instinct was right. There were initials in one of the corners. It read S+D.
"Wow," JJ admired.
"That's amazing, alright," Emily agreed feeling the soft yarn.
"My mother always knew how to knit and sow and everything, you name it. My favorite blanket as a toddler was like this. Except it was a light green and it had my initials in bright yellow. That's how I knew where too look," Spencer smiled sadly his fingers on the embroidery.
"…but you haven't even decided on names yet, right?" Garcia asked.
"Actually we've thought of some, baby girl," Derek informed.
"Oh…so what does it say?" she asked.
"S+D," Spencer replied.
"Aww!" all the girls cooed.
An hour later couple by couple left the soon to be parents deciding they needed rest. Derek gathered his pregnant lover into a warm embrace.
"I love you," he whispered.
"M' love you too," Spencer smiled lazily.
"Spence…"
"Derek I know, I talked to Dr. Carlise and she said that it was an excellent choice. And to stop worrying you I won't go with the team anymore. As much as it pains me to say it I'm staying with Garcia," Spencer sighed.
"Thank you," Derek hugged him tighter.
"You better behave," Spencer warned.
"I will because you're my sole purpose for living, without you I'd be lost," Derek kissed him softly like there was no tomorrow.
