Hey everyone, here is the next chapter which I hope you all enjoy. Sorry for making you all wait again. I'm doing so edits on Give me what I want so just expect that soon. With me life as it is, I make plans and they just fall away. I've decided that this story will have three more chapters before coming to an end as I have another story haunting my mind and it's begging to be done. It would involve Reid and Rossi and a kidnapping. I really do have a weird mind as it comes up with some random ways to torture Reid. Enjoy and I look forward to hearing from you all.

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One month later

Reid strapped on his leg supports before grabbing his walking stick and using it to rise from the bed. He had made great progress with bringing his legs back up to strength and looked forward to the day he would be able to walk without any support aids. Making his way into the kitchen, he quickly planted a kiss on Emily's cheek as he walked past her. She giggled at him as she made French toast. "Good morning, Reid. You seem in a good mood."

"I am," he said contently. "I'm going back to work soon, I have a wonderful girlfriend supporting me and I'm moving on in my life. I'm even going to start looking for a new place to live. I gave up my apartment and most of my stuff is in storage. I'm going to start looking for something bigger and I was wondering if you wanted to move in with me when I do."

"You want to move in together?" Emily said.

"We practically live together now," Reid smiled as walked closer to her. "You've barely stayed in your apartment since I've been here at Rossi's home. We could find somewhere together. I understand if you think that this is too fast. I just wanted to see if you would want to live with me."

Emily put down the toast and walked over to him. She cradled his cheek. "I'd love to move in together."

"Really?" he said happily before wrapping his arms around her and hugging her close. "I love you."

Emily came away from the hug. "That's the first time you said that to me since we admitted our feelings."

"It's true though, Emily. I love you."

"I love you too," she grinned before kissing his lips.

Walking into Cruz's office, Reid couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He sat across from Cruz and placed his walking stick against his chair.

"It's great seeing you up and about again, Spencer," Cruz said as he brought out a few papers. "You officially return to the BAU next week and I have some papers that I need you to sign. You've passed the psych evaluation and we will schedule the physical evaluation when you're able. I wanted to speak with you today because I personally want to know how you're doing. You've been away from the BAU for some months and what happened to you was very traumatic."

Reid took a deep breath before talking. "I'm ready to come back. I won't lie about still thinking about what Dell did to me. I'm going to be living with the scars he left on me for the rest of my life. The team has been there for me and I want be there for them now. I can handle what I'm going to see and I'm going to use what I went through to be a better profiler. It's time to move on and get back to work."

"Spencer, I heard the phone calls Dell made. They were recorded after the first call of your kidnapping came through."

"Yes, I understand they were recorded and I know you heard my screams but I didn't give into that bastard once. I fought him as much as I could. With respect, I've always been seen by some as not worthy to be in the FBI but I doubt many could have survived what he did to me. I'm strong and ready to come back to work."

"Not many could have survived what you went through and now I know that you're ready. Spencer, I just needed to make sure. Don't let anyone tell you that you're not worthy of the FBI. Agents like you are rare and extraordinary."

"Thank you, sir."

"There is one more matter I have to discuss with you," Cruz spoke carefully. "I'm aware of your relationship with fellow agent Emily Prentiss. FBI policy is that agents do not fraternize with each other."

"I'm not ending the relationship if you're asking me to do that. She's the main reason I'm doing well and able to return to work. I've been through a lot of pain in the last few months but that disappears when I'm with her. I'll leave the FBI if that is the only way I can be with her."

"The FBI has the policy in place due to the fact that being in a relationship with a fellow agents can impair your judgement if one or both of you is in danger in the field. It can also cause problems if things didn't go well. No-one is forcing you to leave Spencer and we're not going to ask Emily to leave either. I've witnessed your team in action and been saved by you all before. You're a family and you would all do anything to protect each other anyway. Just be professional at work and keep all very personal interactions out of work and everything will be fine."

"We'll keep things low key at work," Reid agreed. "Thank you. I look forward to coming back next week."

Cruz reached out his hand and shook Reid's hand. "I look forward to seeing you back at work. Morgan's paperwork has been building up lately."

"It'll be back to a normal level next week," Reid chuckled.

A few days later

Emily leaned against Reid's chest as they looked through the newspaper for a new place to live. They still had printouts from Garcia to go through. "How about this one?" Emily suggested as she pressed her red pen to it. "Two bedrooms, spacious living room and kitchen with newly refurbished bathroom. It's on the ground floor too. The rent isn't too bad either."

"I like the look of this one," Reid pointed to the top corner. "It's a bungalow for rent. It's got a garden and a garage. We're going to need a lot of space to store some things. We're moving all our things together."

"You do realise that when we decorate, we're going to have to tone down your professor style. Your apartment is practically a library."

Reid couldn't help the small laugh. "Moving in is going to be fun. We should have a fun home with lots of colour and a special section for my books."

"I'll make you a deal," Emily offered. "We'll make space for a few bookshelves for your books but I get extra closet space for my shoes."

"We have deal," Reid smirked before kissing her forehead. "Let's look at the printouts Garcia did for us before we decide."

Emily turned around and brought her hand up to the buttons on Reid's shirt. "I have a better idea."

Every fibre of Reid's body rushed with warmth and excitement as Emily kissed his lips and continued to undo his shirt. She straddled his lap and stroked her hands till she found his zipper. He gently grabbed her hand and sighed. "Emily, wait."

She leaned back and looked into his eyes. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

"No," Reid bit his lip. "I can't do much with my legs still in the supports and I want our first time together to be good for both of us."

"We don't have to do this but if you want to do it, I promise we can make it good for both of us and I'll be on top. We've both been moving towards this and we got close when we last kissed for a while."

"I do want this," he said breathlessly. He kissed her and felt the warmth through his veins return. Emily removed her own blouse and giggled as she leaned down and began to undo his zipper.

Emily happily slumped next to Spencer and laid against his chest as she got her breath back. "Mmmm..well..whoa."

"I...I...I'm lost for words," Reid breathed out as he held her closer.

"First time for everything then," Emily laughed as she adjusted the bed sheet over her chest. Reid joined her in laughing and held her closer. "Reid, I thought you would be more nervous. You're not used to people touching you. I know we kiss but you were so passionate and gentle and I had a hard time tracking where your hands were."

"I'm not afraid of your touch. I love your touch because it makes me feel safe and it makes me feel warm inside. Was it really okay for you?"

"Reid, it was amazing. Where did you learn that thing we did near the end?"

"You would be shocked if I told you how many books I've read on sex."

Emily was about to respond when the door to their bedroom opened.

"Hey, Reid-" Rossi began to speak before he looked up. He immediately closed his eyes and stepped back. "I'm sorry, I should have knocked. I'm just going to go and make some coffee. Um, yeah, coffee."

Rossi bumped into the door as he made his way out of the room.

Reid and Emily burst into a fit of laughter before looking up at each other and giving each other a quick kiss. "We definitely need to find a place. I think one mental scar on Rossi is enough," Reid sighed. "I love you."

"I know," Emily winked.

"I love a woman who can quote Star Wars."

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