A/N: I really liked writing this chapter. I haven't gotten to really write a lot where it's just Caitlyn and Reid so I really enjoyed it. After this chapter cue Rossi! I'm super excited for him to come into the picture, because I have a really good plan for the two of them and you'll get a better look into Caitlyn's past and her life. And I'm Italian and come from an Italian family so I love Rossi's character even though I didn't at first. But enjoy this chapter and thank you for the reviews as always! And yes I know we're all Reid lovers but in the show he really isn't so great with the ladies or looked at the way we do, so the little comments about him having a girlfriend are accurate, with how much trouble he has on the show with the ladies. I didn't want anyone getting mad I'm just staying true to character here! I think since I am literally basing the character off of me, I'll post a picture of myself on the profile so you can see what I(Caitlyn) looks like and can put a face to the character! I also live in Las Vegas too so I'm excited to have the next few chapters there, I'm on chapter 20 now muwahahaha. So thanks to who reviewed and please review, I see you reading little lurkers say hi!

It was good never looking down, and right there where we stood, was holy ground~ Taylor Swift

Caitlyn couldn't believe that there was a young child pointing a gun at her. If her life was going to end by a seven year old shooting her in the face… she'd be pissed. Thankfully the rest of the team was able to come in time, Hotch talked the young boy down and Morgan got the un sub. Reid was at her side in a second, he grabbed her face in his hands and lightly turned it to see her wound.

"I'm going to be fine." Caitlyn said, wincing at the pain.

"I'm going to call an ambulance." Spencer stated, Caitlyn knew to not even begin to put up a fight because he wouldn't budge on that. She nodded and he helped her get up, she was still a little wobbly when she stood up she lost her balance and grabbed onto Spencer.

"I was going to say no, but an ambulance sounds nice." Caitlyn confessed.

Caitlyn sat in the back of the ambulance, and they may as well just rented the equipment because Spencer was over the paramedic's shoulder the whole time. He was pointing out every small knick and scratch and giving every possible thing that could be wrong with her even though it was a minor concussion and a gash that had to have splinters be pulled out of it. Caitlyn had had worse, but she really needed to stop getting concussions or else who knew what would be of her brain by the time she was fifty. She had been shot in the shoulder, stabbed, pistol whipped, punched in the face countless times and the wind knocked out of her more times than she could even count.

"Spencer, let him do his job." Caitlyn groaned, her head starting to pound even more than it did in the beginning.

"Sorry, I just," he started, Caitlyn looked at the paramedic,

"He worries. A lot." The paramedic just nodded and started to bandage up Caitlyn's head, he walked away to give Caitlyn a couple more minutes to regain her balance.

"Do I look cute with my head all bandaged up?" Caitlyn smirked trying to make Spencer smile, but his face was stern and plastered with a frown.

"I'm okay Spencer, this is our job. We got him, we saved that woman. I finally went in and everyone didn't die." Caitlyn said, Reid kneeled down, getting close to her face.

"No matter what our job is I never want to see you hurt." he said, giving her a light kiss on the lips, "and you look cute in the bandage." Caitlyn smiled but it was instantly taken away when both of the young agents heard the section chief clear her throat behind them. Spencer stood up quickly.

"I guess I may have been too quick to judge about you two. You were successful in getting the un sub and didn't let your feelings jeopardize the situation. I may not fully support it, but I don't doubt it entirely." Strauss said. "Robertson, we're going to talk about your actions back at the office. I'll be calling the incident commander as well, see if he knew a better way to keep you under control. This team is full of reckless personalities and I will be keeping an eye on all of you."

"We get the job done." Caitlyn said.

"Yes, but when will some of you inevitably break protocol to do so." the section chief sighed, "good job, see you on Monday."

"Should we have said thank you or something?" Caitlyn asked, her boyfriend just shrugged and helped her get up and get into the Sedan, heading to the jet.

"I can't believe that you talked to her like that before going into the house," Spencer started but then backtracked, "no, actually I believe it. It was still pretty awesome though."

"Yeah it felt awesome," Caitlyn smirked, but the grabbed her forehead, "unlike my head. And I hope my incident commander doesn't tell her what he did to keep us under control."

"Why?" Spencer asked.

"It involved a lot of running. And push ups. And everything else that I don't want to do out of the gym and in the office."

All of the agents were quiet on the jet, it had been a long day and night. Hotch was probably staying at the BAU, he had to talk to Haley first, but for once the agents were at ease. Completely exhausted, Caitlyn fell asleep on Spencer. They were in the oddest yet comfortable position, Caitlyn asleep laying on his chest like a pillow and him with his arms over her and reading a book.

"You two are quite the pair." Prentiss said, sitting down in front of Spencer. He looked down at Caitlyn and then up at the other blonde.

"When we're at home sometimes I'll read to her and this is how she'll fall asleep." He responded nonchalantly.

"I mean… it's like you're polar opposites but yet you work."

"Honestly it took forever to get Spence to get over his germ thing to even give me a hug." J.J said from across the jet.

"I guess we are. I'm lucky." Spencer smiled, going back to reading his book to hide the bigger grin on his face. He felt bad about how he treated Emily when he was on the Dilaudid, the other agent was always trying to be nice to him and he was trying to let her in. Emily and Caitlyn had become extremely close, and the only woman other than Caitlyn he was close with was JJ. But was trying to let her in since she was apart of the team and his girlfriend's best friend.

"At least you know it," Emily stated, "when men don't realize it that's when things go wrong."

Groggy from the pain medicine and her head throbbing Caitlyn stumbled to the car, where Spencer drove them home. Usually Caitlyn drove but she was doped up on pain medicine and he liked the silence in their car instead of the music that Caitlyn usually had them listen to unless she was singing along. She had a beautiful voice, even though she never sang loud enough for anyone to really hear, Spencer still heard it. He helped her get into bed and hugged her for a while, but the young doctor couldn't sleep. Where was Gideon? He had to find out. He left a note for Caitlyn just incase she woke up, but from the looks of it, a bomb going off wouldn't wake up the young agent. He grabbed his car keys and headed to Gideon's cabin.

The alarm on Caitlyn's watch began to go off, silently vibrating. She wore a custom watch that woke her up with soft vibrations, the sound of an alarm clock startled her too easy and she would always wake up on high alert and in panic. Just another thing that came from being in the field with the SWAT team. There was already coffee being made, Caitlyn smiled even though her head was still throbbing with pain. She grumbled and pulled the bandage off of her face.

"What are you doing. You need to keep that on." Spencer said quietly from the corner.

"No, I don't." Caitlyn said, sitting up and running her hands through her hair, and adjusting her Miami SWAT sweatshirt they had all been given. Caitlyn could instantly see that something was wrong. Spencer was sitting at their small dinner table, cup of coffee in his handing staring at what looked like a letter. Caitlyn got up, slowly, she didn't want to pass out on the floor. She took two aspirin and poured a cup of coffee.

"What is that?" she asked, padding over to where Reid was reading over the letter religiously.

"I went to Gideon's cabin last night. He's not coming back." He said, Caitlyn could see he had cried and was trying not to again.

"What do you mean, what does it say?" Caitlyn asked, sipping her cup of coffee and sliding onto Spencer's lap. He wrapped his arm tightly around her.

"He wrote, I'm sorry that the explanation couldn't be better Spencer, and I'm sorry that you may not understand it, but I just don't get any of this anymore. I guess I'm just trying to find it again, for the belief I had when I first was in college. The belief I had when I first met Sara and it all felt so right. The belief in happy endings, and the ones I know you'll find." Spencer said from his eidetic memory. He knew the letter forwards and backwards, he was just probably looking at it out of confusion.

"Are you okay?" Caitlyn asked, knowing that he wasn't, she brushed his hair back with her hands.

"Yeah I'm okay, he left a letter explaining everything… just like my dad did! When he left me and my mom." Spencer said, Caitlyn frowned down at him. She new Spencer saw him as a father figure, and he felt abandoned. "It's addressed just to me, but I'm not the only one he abandoned."

"What do you remember about your father?" Caitlyn said.

"Wha…t?" Spencer asked looking up at her.

"He gave you ten years before he left and you wiped out all of those memories, I think you need to read over that letter again and figure out why out of all of us, he left that letter for you. Out of all the people he walked away from, why did he only explain himself to one person." Caitlyn said getting up to take a shower. Before she got into the bathroom she flipped open the phone.

"Hey Hotch, did Reid tell you what happened with Gideon? Yeah I guess I was asleep longer than I thought. Do we have a case coming in today? Is it alright if I just take him out today. Thanks, see you tomorrow."

"Oh, and Robertson," Hotch said before hanging up, "your papers are signed. You're officially a member of the BAU."

"Thanks, Hotch." she smiled to herself, ending the phone call.

Caitlyn stepped out of the shower and Spencer moped in, getting ready for work. While he was showering Caitlyn pulled on a pair of jeans, a long sleeved blue shirt and slid on a pair of adidas. She took her hair out of the wet braid to release some loose waves that she fingered through.

"You're wearing jeans and adidas to work?" Spencer said, towel around his waist.

"No, we're not going to the BAU today." Caitlyn said non chalantly.

"Why." Spencer was void of emotion, he was racking his brain, he was hurt.

"Because, you and me are going to have a day out today. You're upset and I know you don't want to talk about it and you don't have to talk all day. But we're going to do nice things, so dress… comfortable." Caitlyn said even though she knew that he would basically wear the same thing. Spencer just pivoted on his heels and went to get dressed. Caitlyn never was really the most spontaneous type that thought of things on the fly, but she had an idea.

Putting on a zip up jacket as soon as Spencer was ready to leave, she grabbed his hand.

"Alright, we're off to the first stop." Caitlyn said, the two walking in silence to the subway. They got out in front of the Library of Congress.

"The Library of Congress?" Spencer said for the first time since they left the house.

"Just shush, and come on." she said leading them into massive columns of books and databases.

"I used to come here when I was a little kid, read through case files, and read about basically everything." Spencer said, picking up a book and smiling the smallest smile for the first time. "These books made me want to be a federal agent, help get the bad guys."

"And do you still feel that way?" Caitlyn asked.

"I don't understand." The young genius responded.

"Gideon said that he didn't understand and that he was trying to find it again. So I wanted to take you to the place where you started. And I want to know if you still feel that way." Caitlyn looked at him. The young doctor nodded,

"I do. Where are we going next?"

"Monrose park." Caitlyn answered.

"Where I played chess as a kid?" Spencer asked, Caitlyn nodded.

Spencer was still quiet on the subway, and Caitlyn would lean forward every once and a while and just grab a hold of him, hugging him tightly for a long time as the train went underneath D.C's sub lines. When they finally got to the park, there were tons of kids running around and then an area of chess set ups.

"Go sit down, I'm going to get us coffee and something to eat." Caitlyn instructed him, she definitely was bossy, but Spencer didn't seem to mind. Especially since he could be quite the Diva himself. Caitlyn got the two large cups of coffee and something out of a Greek food truck. When she came back over all she saw was Spencer staring at the chess board, he would have at least tried playing by himself right now. She sat down the coffee and the food.

"Greek?" He asked.

"You know I love my pita and hummus." Caitlyn grinned, "and you like gyros, a lot."

"I do," he answered, looking down at the chess board.

"Alright, you've been quiet practically all day, now it's time for you to talk to me. Would you have liked it better if he just disappeared and didn't say anything at all?" Caitlyn asked, Spencer shook his head.

"No, I just-"

"You feel abandoned and you looked at Gideon like a father figure. He looked out for you, he taught you things. He made you feel special, he made sure everyone called you Doctor so that you would be taken seriously even though you were so young. He was the only good, strong male role model that you had in your life and the man seemed invincible. He went toe to toe with some of the most dangerous criminals in the world and then he just left, just like your dad. I understand why you're sad. But he felt like you were important enough to give you an explanation, not anyone else." Caitlyn said, Spencer looked up at her.

"I really am regretting teaching you how to profile better." Spencer said.

"It's not profiling, it's that I know you. I spend every second of every day with you. This could be a good thing, Spence. I know you're sad but he isn't gone forever. He could find what he is looking for. Now you have the chance to be the brilliant young doctor genius extraordinare' and not have to have someone looking out for you all the time and sticking up for you." Caitlyn said.

"I guess you're right," Spencer started.

"He said that he was looking for it, what he had lost. Just because he lost it doesn't mean that you have to too, he said that he believes in you in that letter. And that he hopes you find a happy ending. I believe in you." Caitlyn smiled, "I believe in us being happy."

"I do too." Spencer looked up at her and smiled, finally. "It will take some getting used to, but he got this belief in college when he met Sara, and I have mine sitting in front of me."

"Dr. Reid!" a young kid called, running over to where the two were sitting.

"Hi," Spencer waved, tucking a piece of hair behind his ear.

"Do you want to play a game of chess?" the young child asked, Spencer spent a lot of his time in the park even in his adult years playing chess with some of the younger semi-geniuses.

"Not today, sorry. I'm here with my girlfriend." Spencer lied, Caitlyn knew that he didn't want to play chess now that Gideon was gone.

"Wait you're girlfriend?" The kid asked, Caitlyn had to hold back laughter. She would never get over the bewilderment on people's faces when Spencer would say that she was his girlfriend or people would see the unlikely couple. Caitlyn didn't see him as a nerdy guy who would never shut up about statistics and socially awkward.

"Yeah," Spencer laughed.

"Oh, hi." The kid waved, Caitlyn waved back. "I'll see you later then Dr. Reid." he waved running over to his friends who were waiting around a chess board. The two heard them whispering.

That's not his sister or his cousin that's his girlfriend! She's really pretty I guess there is hope for us nerds! Long live and prosper!

Both of the agents giggled and Caitlyn looked up at her boyfriend, standing up and taking a seat on the other side of the chess board.

"What are you doing?" Reid asked, finally taking a bite of his food.

"I know you said no to that kid because you only play with Gideon." Caitlyn said moving her rook forward, "so you're going to play me."

"You know how to play?" Spencer asked.

"Well, I know that I can move this rook forward one spot, and that's about all I know from watching movies and watching you play, so you're going to teach me." Caitlyn admitted. The young doctor smiled, and nodded.

"Okay, but first you need to know about the origin of the game, why each piece is called what it's called and basic strategies and terms…" he began, clearly feeling better and starting to ramble at a speed that was so impressive it was almost scary sometimes. Caitlyn listened attentively and somewhat painfully. She stared at him as he explained the game passionately, hands moving over the board quickly pointing out each piece. She got lost, staring at him and he trailed off.

"Are you getting it, or am I going too fast?" He asked concerned, still leaned over the chessboard. Caitlyn leaned up the other half of the way and kissed him.

"Thank you." he said quietly, Caitlyn just nodded and sat back down.

"Okay, let's play."