New Home -Criminal Minds Imagine

New Home -Criminal Minds Imagine

Request: Could you write an imagine where the reader is a 15 year old girl & Spencer Reid's goddaughter? Both her parents die and she's never met him but she has to go live with him & meet all the team?

You sucked your bottom lip into your mouth. A nervous habit of yours. ‘Do you know Spencer Reid?’ The worker in the front of the car asked. You took your eyes from the large plentiful buildings that were covered in lights. She was glancing at you in the mirror. You shook your head. ‘No, I seen one of his lectures online. The last time we met I was 1’ You cleared your throat and looked away from her.

She didn’t try talk to you again as you lost yourself in the unfamiliar surroundings. Since the accident, the crash, you hadn’t exactly spoken much. You hadn’t had any reason to. They’d asked you if you had any relatives, you said no but a godfather in Washington. A Doctor Spencer Reid. They’d asked after your health, both physical and mental, and you’d told them you were fine. The police had asked you about the accident. You’d told them. That was it. You never started a conversation with them.

You didn’t like them talking to you. They spoke like they were waiting for you to explode, to break. They looked at you with pity in their eyes. The poor little 15 year old who had lost her parent in a crash, one she had survived. But you didn’t need pity. You needed help, you needed a family. Hopefully this Dr Reid could help.

You were jolted out of your thoughts as you came to a stop. Looking up you were in front of a tall building. 'We’re here’ The lady turned looking at you with a smile on her face. You nodded reaching for the handle and pulling yourself out. It had been hard to maneuver with the sling but they had insisted you stay wearing it. You could see the worker sigh in the car before getting out placing another friendly smile on her face as you began to grab a bag out of the trunk. 'Let's go, we’re a little early but he said he should be home by now’ She beamed at you as she grabbed two bags and started towards the building. Looking up at the grey building you took in a deep breath letting it back out before hoisting the heavy bag up and following the lady.

Her knuckles wrapped fastly and harshly against the door. There was a muffled shout from inside before there was some shuffling loud footsteps and then the door opened.

Your eyes widened. He looked young, too young, you thought that lecture was from years ago, seemingly not. He was tall too, wearing a shirt, knitted vest and tie with a pair of suit pants and good shoes. How old was he? Was this a good idea? 'Oh-hi. You're early' He looked slightly surprised to see you there. You wondered exactly how early you were. ‘Oh yes, sorry Mr Reid’  She smiled. ‘Eh-Doctor’ Was all he said. Her eyebrows furrowed and she tilted her head to the side. ‘Excuse me?’ He shifted slightly. ‘It’s Doctor Reid’ You tried hard to keep the smile from crossing your face as her eyes widened and she nodded rushing to apologise. ‘Sorry, I’m so sorry Dr. Reid, my apologies’ He just nodded.

She bent and laid one of your bags on the ground. ‘Anita Roberts, child services’ She held out her hand. You seen his hesitation before he reached out and gave her a quick handshake pulling his own hand back. Your mother had told you once about his hatred of handshakes. He turned to look down at you. ‘Hello’ He smiled. ‘Hi, Dr. Reid I’m Y-’ He nodded .’Y/n, yeah, I recognise you. Your Mom sent me photos all the time’ You blinked a little, since the crash everyone had listened, just listened, never cutting you off.

This was definitely refreshing, someone treating you normal. ‘And, eh, call me Spencer’ You smiled at him and waved the hand in your sling and he smiled slightly waving back. You stood looking at each other for a moment before he cleared his throat. ‘Oh- come in’ He stood out of the way. ‘Is that all you have?’ He nodded to the few bags. ‘There’s more in the car Dr. Reid’ The woman clarified. ‘I’ll show you your room and then get your bags, is that okay?’ You nodded as he closed the door. ‘Yeah, thanks Spencer’ He smiled sweetly at you before rushing ahead leading you to the room.

It was nice, small, a lot smaller than your old room but nice. It was painted a soft green, and had a bed in the centre. There was a few cabinets, a bedside table, a tall skinny bookshelf and then a wardrobe in the corner. Simple. ‘Alright Y/n, I think it’s time for me to go and for you two to get to know each other’ The social worker smiled at you from the doorway as Spencer put the last bag on the bed. You turned looking up at her. ‘Thank you’ You smiled slightly. She beamed at you and nodded. ‘Anytime, you both have my number if you need anything’ SHe looked at Spencer pointedly. You nodded and she smiled softly at you. ‘I’ll show you out’ Spencer followed her out leaving you alone again.

Moving a bag you sat on the bed, it was nice, comfortable. It wasn’t home, but it wasn’t like you could go home, you didn’t have a home now. You wiped the tear that fell from your eye at the thought, you didn’t want the first thing Spencer remembered was you sitting crying when he had clearly put all this together for you. ‘My team has the day off tomorrow’ You jumped slightly to see Spencer standing in the doorway his hands in his pockets. ‘They wanted to know if you wanted to get dinner with them. JJ knows this little Italian place a block or two from here, she says it's good. I’d trust her, she has good taste. Unlike Morgan who tried to get me to eat with chopsticks once, which is impossible. I still can not fathom how people eat with those’ He shook his head taking in a breath.

You giggled. ‘Yeah, yeah, I like Italian’ You smiled after his little ramble. ‘Do you not know how to use chopsticks?’ He shook is head looking to the left. ‘They never let me live it down either, I am still hearing about it’ You smiled up at him. ‘I know, I could teach you, then you could al go out for dinner and show them you can use them’ He looked at you and then the corners of his lips pulled down in a satisfied look.’ That, is a good plan’ He nodded looking triumphant. ‘ ‘Um, Spencer, thanks, thanks for doing this for me. We don’t know each other really but thank you’ He stared at you for a second but nodded. ‘You Mom would have wanted me to help, it really isn’t that big of a deal’ He stepped into the room.

You watched him as he hovered. ‘I thought you should meet the team as soon as possible, we are close’ He shrugged and pushed back his hair from his face. ‘They’re a big part of my life’ He turned to look at you. ‘My only friends really’  You smiled softly at him, it wasn’t a surprise that he would be a little awkward, from what you had observed he didn’t get much, although your Mom did tell you he was a genius, maybe it was just people he didn’t get. ‘They’ll be around a lot, especially Penelope Garcia. They’re nice, you’ll like them’ He smiled as he walked towards the bed.

He sat beside you. ‘Eh, you’re okay with that right? Or do you need time to settle in?’ You shook your head looking down at your feet. ‘I guess I should, I don’t know, try get to know the place and all?’ You heard him sigh. ‘You don’t need to start adapting right away Y/n, people who experience a tragedy in their lives sometimes need to take a step back and just be with their thoughts’ You looked up at him and laughed a little bitterly. ‘I’ve had almost three weeks of that when I was in the hospital and with child services, sure they were there but I guess I never paid attention to them.So really, I think  I’ve had every thought you can at this stage Spencer’ He pursed his lips nodding again. ‘You never really do’ He whispered and looked away from you towards the wall.

You furrowed your brows. ‘I-I-’ But you didn’t know what you wanted to say so you just didn’t say anything. ‘If you want some time alone, that’s fine. If not, I have never really made dinner before, and I heard you make excellent Shepherd's Pie’ He stood and straightened out his slacks and laid his hand on your shoulder with a smile. Then he turned and walked from the room, well, your room. For a moment you sat in silence, on your own, thinking about what he said. Standing, you decided you should help him with dinner, he had offered after all. And you should probably try with this man he had taken you in even though he didn’t know you. 

Plus, your Mom was fond of him.

Later that night you padded through the sitting room and sat in the chair by the chess table. Looking out you seen the city still moving below you. You pulled the blanket closer around you. ‘Y/n?’ You jolted to see Spencer walking around the corner rubbing his eyes. ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you’ You whispered taking in his disheveled appearance. ‘It’s okay’ He shrugged. ‘You shouldn’t be up alone’ He began walking towards you and took the seat across from you. ‘What is keeping you up?’ He asked leaning back in the chair. ‘The sounds, it’s busy here’ You told him. He nodded glancing out the window. ‘You get used to it, I did’ You nodded picking at the blanket slightly.

It was silent for a moment before he spoke again. ‘Do you want to be left alone?’ You shook your head. ‘No, I haven’t had a moment alone since they died, it annoyed me, it did’ You breathed and licked your lip. ‘But, I don’t know, you seem different, they were always watching me,talking at me’ You smiled slightly at him. ‘I don’t mind being with you, you leave me to my thoughts, you’re not trying to get me to tell you everything going through my mind’ He nodded pursing his lips. ‘Even though you just want to keep them to yourself’ You shrugged .’I don’t know if I am or not’ He watched you for a second ‘Do you want to? Talk I mean?’ You shook your head leaning back in your seat.

He nodded. ‘I don’t know what to say’ You shrugged. ‘They expected me to know what to say, to know how to say it, but I just-I don’t. It makes sense in my head, but I never know how to say it’ He nodded and crossed his arms. ‘Well, you have lost both your parents, survived yourself, it’s going to mess with your head for a while, that’s natural. I see it with the people I talk to for my job’ You tilted your head silently hoping he would explain further. And he did. ‘They don’t know what to say, they don’t know what’s important, they have this vacant look in their eyes like they don’t know what’s real or what’s not’ You nodded understanding. ‘It’s overwhelming, your brain can’t deal with all the grief all the trauma, you can not explain something you can not even understand properly yourself’ You gave him a watery smile.

It made sense, the only thing you knew for certain was they were gone, you felt alone and sad, But that wasn’t it, they weren’t the right words for the hole inside you, how were you supposed to describe that? It was just a massive pit of emotions you couldn’t get into. They were there and they were killing you but you couldn’t understand hem. One minute it’s anger, the next sadness, then guilt, then sadness, and then the cycle starts again. Then when it all hurt too much just, numbness. ‘Thank you Spencer’ You had to clear your throat and he nodded slowly.

You both sat in silence again. ‘You’re not wearing your sling’ He pointed out. You shrugged again. ‘I don’t feel sore or anything, I told them that but they told me I still needed to wear it. It feels okay’ You flexed your shoulder and elbow. Spencer nodded. ‘Do you play chess?’ You looked away from the window to him as he sat forwards. ‘All I’m saying is, chess involves a lot of thinking if you play it right. It will tire your mind, that’s a good thing if you want to sleep, and you should sleep’ You chuckled slightly nodded.

You sat forwards. ‘You sound like a father’ That made him shrug and you could swear in the low light he was blushing slightly. ‘And yes, I play, not very well though’ He smiled up at you reaching forwards and beginning to put all his pieces back in place. ‘I play well enough. I’ll teach you’ You nodded and reached out arranging your own pieces into their starting positions. ‘What you need to do, is think three moves head, that is how you get a grasp of the game’ He said and gestured for you to move one of your piece.

Spencer was sitting reading a book when you emerged from your room about midday. ‘Hi’ You smiled. ‘Morning, did you sleep in until now?’ He looked up from the book. ‘It was a long day yesterday’ You shrugged. He nodded. ‘I was merely wondering, you can sleep in if you want. Sleep is good’ You nodded sitting down on the other end of the couch. ‘Do you read?’ He asked. You nodded. ‘Yes, sometimes’ Spencer gestured to all the books around. ‘Have a look if you want’ And he went back to reading. You watched him as his finger ran down the page, then the next and then he turned it over doing the same again. ‘Hold on, you couldn’t possibly read that fast’ You pointed out.

He looked up and smiled. ‘I have an eidetic memory and can read 20000 words a minute’ Your eyes widened. ‘Wow’ You breathed looking around the room. 20,000 words. Your eyes fell on the half completed game from last night. Spencer was clearly winning, and you could tell he was going easy on you. But it was definitely what you had needed, about half an hour of intense playing with him and you were almost falling asleep in your seat.

The sound of the doorbell caught you off guard. ‘That’s the team’ Spencer rushed by you and towards the door. You shuffled around the back of the couch suddenly nervous. These were the most important people in Spencer’s life, if they didn’t like you, would he decide that you should go? ‘Hey, sweetheart’ You blinked being pulled from your thoughts. In front of you was a tall smirking man with dark skin. ‘Eh-hi’ You help out your hand. ‘Y/n’ He smiled down at you and took your hand. ‘We know, the kid told us about you’ He pulled you into a quick hug patting your hair. ‘Derek Morgan’ You nodded.

Then a blond girl, bubbly with curly hair and bright clothing stepped up. ‘Step aside sugar, the rest of us want to see her too’ She takes you face in her hands smiling down at you. ‘You have the prettiest eyes’ She beamed and you blinked confused at what was happening. ‘Garcia, you’ll scare her’ The other blond girl laughed. ‘Right’ She pulled away from you. ‘Penelope Garcia, tech wiz, anything you need, you come to me’ She winked at you and you chuckled. ‘JJ’ The other blond woman chuckled shaking your hand. ‘And if we find out you’ve been getting Garcia to change your school grades we will arrest you’ The dark haired woman gave you both a warning look.

You giggled. ‘Oh honey’ Garcia smiled. ‘You won’t find out’ Derek laughed behind her throwing an arm over her. ‘Baby girl that’s breaking the law’ She shrugged. ‘I have you to get me off though don’t I’ She smirked at him. ‘Emily Prentiss’ The dark haired woman smiled at you. ‘That’s Aaron Hotchner and David Rossi’ The two men nodded at you greeting you. ‘Hi’ You waved, it’s nice to meet you all’ You smiled looking at the team.

Morgan clapped his hands together and rubbed his palms off one another. ‘Now, why don’t we something to eat I am starved’ He suggested and you heard a round of agreement everyone claiming to be hungry. ‘I’ll go grab my coat’ You piped up before rushing off down the hallway.

When you came back it was only Spencer in the apartment. ‘They’re down at the cars’ He told you catching you looking around. ‘They like you, not surprising. Do you like them?’ He asked as you both stepped outside and he locked the door behind you both. You nodded. ‘I like Penelope, she seems fun’ You smiled at him. ‘Are her and Derek a thing?’ You asked him. He chuckled shaking his head. ‘No, that’s Morgan and Garcia, they have a very close relationship but there is nothing romantic between them’ Spencer explained to you as you made your way down.

Derek moaned as he took a bite of his pizza. ‘This is good pizza’ You nodded taking another bite of your own food. ‘Did you know’ Spencer started. ‘A popular pizza toppings in Japan is squid’ Some of the team groaned. ‘What?’ He looked up confused. ‘Squid’ Emily groaned. ‘You’ve tried squid?’ You asked and she nodded. ‘I didn’t like it’ You nodded. ‘I’ve always wanted to try squid’ You mused. Derek laughed. ‘Well, then, we know where we’re going the next time. We’ll get you some squid little one’ He reached over and tousled your hair.

You pulled away from him with a glare. ‘Oh, if looks could kill’ JJ laughed and you started to smooth your hair down. You felt another hand join yours and glanced to the side seeing Spencer trying to help you. ‘You know, this causes knots’ He gave Derek a pointed look and he held up in hands in surrender. You turned to him and stuck out your tongue at him. He gasped and pointed at you. ‘You see that?’ Collectively the team denied anything and went back to eating causing you to laugh a little and Derek to send you a playful glare.

You sat watching the team as they laughed. Even Hotch, who you had come to know didn’t smile very often. A soft smile made it’s way onto your face as Garcia feld out some pasta for Derek to try off her fork. ‘Are you okay?’ Spencer leaned across to you his hand coming to rest on the back of your chair. You looked up at him and nodded. ‘It’s nice to be around people who are actually happy’ You whispered. ‘They were always faking it where I was, since the crash I mean’ Spencer nodded

You glanced at the rest of the table before looking back to the your godfather again. ‘It’s nice to have people treat me like a person again, not like a piece of glass’ He nodded understandingly. ‘Thank you for this, I don’t think I could have stuck it much longer’ Spencer shrugged giving you a shy smile. ‘With us you can have a normal life, I want that for you’ He leaned away with a smile taking a drink from his glass.

At the end of the day you were exhausted. Dinner had turned into a movie and a movie had turned into a tour of the BAU, Hotch even got you a tour of the plane. Then you had all went back to his to meet his son and wife, she was sweet, and hung out there for a while. Then everyone had started to drift home. 

Derek and Garcia dropped you and Spencer back to the apartment. Derek patted your shoulder pulling you into a quick hug. ‘Ever need anything little one just call, you got my cell’ You nodded and wiggled your phone, you had everyone’s number, just in case. Garcia pulled you into a crushing hug as Derek went to talk to Spencer. ‘Awh, don’t be afraid to drop by the office, I’d always be happy to see you’ She squeezed you and you smiled at her. She was a good person, quirky, but really sweet. ‘I’ll make sure of it’ You promised her. ‘And you ever have a bad test, you know where to find me’ She winked

You giggled. ‘Baby girl, what have we told you, just because you’re bad’ He scolded her and she gave a giggle. ‘Oh, what are you going to do about it?’ Spencer cleared his throat. ‘Guys’ He scolded glancing at you real quick and you rolled your eyes. ‘Alright man, alright’ Derek laughed. ‘See you two around’ He called and climbed into the car. ‘I like them’ You nodded looking up at your Godfather a smile on your face.

He smiled down at you. ‘Good, because until you go to college, you’re stuck with us’ You raised your eyebrows. ‘Who says I’m going to college?’ He gave you a small glare. ‘You’re going to college’ It was an order. You laughed. ‘Maybe I’ll be a Doctor too, like my Godfather’ He smiled at that. ‘As long as you go to college’ You rolled your eyes. ‘Yes sir’ He glanced at you before smiling. 

Spencer sidestepped closer to you ‘As long as you’re okay’ That caught you off guard. You took a second before looking up at him. He laid his hand on your shoulder. ‘I’m doing better today than I was yesterday and the day before’ You told him. ‘Good’ He smiled down at you again.

It wasn’t home but it was good, nice. Spencer was nice, the team was nice. Maybe it could be home, eventually.

Guess who’s sick and has to stay in bed for the majority of the week !

ME !!!!!

Which mean’s no college and a looot of writing. Which is good for you guys !!

Nine Months - Spencer Reid Imagine

Part 2

Spencer x Pregnant!Reader

Summary: Spencer helps his girlfriend through her pregnancy taking everything in as he goes.

Part 1

Warning: Implied Smut, then again she’s pregnant so.....that’s kind of already implied...

Six Months.

You sat in your apartment feet up on the coffee table in front of you watching TV. Hotch had given you the day off because they had solved the case yesterday but were coming home this morning. Your ears perked up when you heard the sound of keys. Spencer was back. You wondered if he had come straight from the airport or had he made a pitstop at his own flat first. ‘Spencer’ You called. You heard someone in your kitchen and went to stand pushing yourself up. ‘Stay’ Spencer shouted back at you and you sighed.

A moment later he was sitting beside you handing you a bowl of ice cream. ‘Oh you perfect man’ You took the bowl leaning over to kiss him. ‘How have you been?’ He pulled away from your and stroked your swollen stomach. ‘Tired, and my feet are swollen, I think’ He looked down at your feet contemplation something pulling his lips into his mouth. ‘I’m fine, how was the flight back’ Spencer groaned leaning back

You tilted your head. It didn’t look that bad out the flight should have been smooth. ‘I’m sorry, I read a foot massage helps but-’ He paused and closed his eyes rubbing the side of his nose. ‘A kiss helps just as much’ You soothed him. ‘I have been thinking. When we have the baby. It would be irrational to have two apartments and keep moving between the two as we do now’ He opened his eyes and looked over at you. ‘You sleep in mine most nights, it is closer to the BAU. We should sell your apartment and you will move in with me. It is the most logical solution’ Your eyes widened.

You had not been expecting this, sure, you were pregnant with his kid but Spencer always took this relationship slowly. You may have been in a relationship for almost two years but you two hadn’t officially moved in together. You slept in his every few nights and he slept in yours, sometimes you both went home separately but every since he had found out you were pregnant, if he was here you both slept in the same apartment. Usually his. ‘Is that your way of asking me to move in with you?’ You asked after swallowing some ice cream putting down the bowl.

He nodded. ‘We will need to do a lot of work, baby proof the entire apartment. I will have to put some things in storage but yes, I want you to move in with me’ You let out a high pitched squeal and launched yourself at him as best you could. ‘Yes, of course’ You wrapped your arms around his neck as he grunted. His hands landed on your hips pushing you back. ‘Careful Y/n’ He scolded but you seen the smile on his face. ‘Oh shut up and kiss me Reid’ You pulled him towards you.

Six and a half months

You groaned tossing again. You rose from the bed walking down the hallway of your now shared apartment, well almost shared, you still had some things to bring over. A few last boxes and suitcases. Stopping in the kitchen you grab a glass of water making your way back to the bedroom. ‘You seem irritated tonight? Are you not comfortable?’ Spencer sat up in bed rubbing his eyes. You smiled as the covers fell down off his bare chest. You almost groaned. ‘I’m fine’ You placed the glass on the bedside table not even drinking it. ‘I’m a profiler, I know when my girlfriend is not telling me something’ He leaned towards you. ‘Is it the baby?’ His hand ran over your stomach.

You shook your head. ‘I want you Spence’ You whispered’ He leaned back slightly opening his arms. ‘No, Spencer, not-not’ You let out a long sigh running your hand over your face. You jumped slightly as you felt Spencer take your wrist moving it away from your face. ‘Y/n?’ You leaned forwards climbing onto the bed. ‘I mean-’ With that you leaned forwards. You took his face in your hands pulling his lips up to meet yours.

You lips moulded together in a deep kiss. One of Spencer’s hands gripped your hair pulling you to him. His other gripped your arm.His tongue darted across yours and you opened your own only happy to feel him again. Then suddenly he pulled away. ‘Y/n’ He warned slightly. ‘Please Spence, god. I need you so badly. Four months, four long months’ You let one of your hands drift down over his chest your nails skimming over his skin. ‘We-’ He shuddered when your hand slipped into his pyjama bottoms.

Spencer groaned closing his eyes. ‘It’s okay, with the baby and all. I called the Doctor, Spencer’ You told him. ‘She said it’s fine, it won’t hurt the baby. Please Spencer I need you so badly right now, please’ You begged him your hand working on him. ‘Spence baby’ You changed tactics purring when you seeing that wasn’t the way to go. His eyes shot open. ‘If you’re hurting you tell me, if anything feels off, you tell me’ He ordered and you nodded quickly. ‘I promise’ Spencer then pulled your lips back to his

Six and a half Months

You watched as Morgan laid another box on the ground. ‘I can even bring up a suitcase, there is an elevator’ You sighed coming into the room. Your arm was wrapped around your middle cradling your eyer growing belly. You were getting quite large now and it was really beginning to affect you. Reid was over protective not letting you do anything but what was recommended in the hundreds of baby books he had read. You could hardly bend over, you definitely couldn’t lift anything too heavy. Even at work they had started to stop you from doing the even slightly heavy work.

Morgan laughed. ‘I would say you could drag a suitcase to an elevator and then to the apartment but I don’t think Daddy would agree princess’ Morgan chuckled kissing you and rubbing your stomach. You groaned nodding. ‘Is everything okay?’ Reid asked coming in with a box and dropping it to the floor with a huff. ‘You need a hand?’ You asked for the hundredth time. ‘You’ve asked me that 67 times, the answer is still no, I have Morgan’ He scolded you before smoothing your hair off your face kissing your temple. ‘But, would you make us some coffee?’ He smiled.

You knew what he was trying to do. you were a profiler long enough to know. He was trying to keep you preoccupied when him and Morgan did it. Try to make you feel less useless. You were grateful for it even though you knew what he was doing. He was always doing it, always making you do easy but more or less useless things. To make you feel helpful and keep you busy. ‘Two coffees coming right up’ You nodded pottering back to the kitchen.

Seven Months

Sitting in the office you pushed yourself up from the desk when you seen the team was back. ‘Baby’ You opened your arms holding them up. Spencer rushed over to you. He had been gone almost a whole week with this new case. He took his bag off dropping it at your feet before wrapping his arms around you. You put your hands on either side of his head pulling him in for a kiss. He smiled into the kiss his hands running up and down your sides. 

He pulled away looking down at you. ‘Eh’ He cleared his throat. ‘Ilike this reaction’ You rolled your eyes. ‘A week is a long time Spencer’ You scolded him and he nodded. He dropped to his knees his hand on either side of your swollen belly. ‘Hi Baby, you haven’t been giving your Mom too much trouble?’ He beamed as the baby began to kick at where his hands were. ‘Does that answer your question? I ran out of ice cream, twice’ You sighed and he looked up at you. 

You brushed the hair from his eyes. ‘We will grab some when we go home, eh, strawberry right?’ He raised his eyebrows trying to remember which flavour you were craving this week, it changed so regularly now. ‘What did I do to deserve you’ You beamed down at him. You seen him blush slightly before he averted his eyes from you back to your stomach.

The rest of the team watching your interaction from the doorway all with smiles on their faces. Who would have known? Spencer Reid was going to be a father to your baby. When you both had met each other no one would have pegged it, even when you had told the team you two were on a date they couldn’t have believed it. Derek had even thought you were playing a prank on them. But watching you both now, it should have been obvious. The constant light touches to Spencer’s hair as he stroked your side and talked to the baby, they wondered how they could have missed how this would happen. That kind of love didn’t just grow overnight.

Eight Months

Hotch and Gideon had insisted that you take the month coming up to your due date off. When Spencer had heard this he was fully supportive of it saying the stress of the job could cause you to go into an early labour. You were so bored. Spencer had even banned you from doing anything major with the nursery he had spent the last two months trying, and failing in his own mind, to perfect. Spencer had been a little upset when you had started to take apart his study to make room for the baby but had quickly gotten fully on board. After all, it had been his idea.

You readjusted the baby com you had bought. ‘Y/n?’ Spencer called walking into the flat. ‘In here’ You shouted back. ‘Hi’ He smiled and you giggled as the baby began to kick. ‘Is the baby doing it again?’ He laughed happiness dancing in his eyes. You nodded holding your stomach. Spencer walked over to you. He pressed his hands to your stomach feeling your baby move. ‘Every time they hear Daddy’s voice’ You mused.

It was true, almost every time Spencer talked the baby moved. You presumed it had something to do with the fact that any spare moment he had he would lie down and just speak to them. You had learned more these past few months then you had in your entire life, just from Spencer’s constant ramblings. ‘BAby likes my voice’ He smiled and kissed your forehead. ‘I hope you did not try put anything together while I was gone’ You rolled your eyes.

Walking over towards the window you took a seat on the rocking chair you had brought from your old apartment. ‘I didn’t touch a thing, promise’ He nodded as and you stood. ‘I made dinner though’ You held out your hand to him and he smiled taking it.

Eight Months

You giggled as Spencer groaned dropping another part getting frustrated. ‘For a genius you think you could put together some kiddies furniture’ He looked up at you stopping his work. ‘Okay, here’ You stood from the rocking chair walking over to him. Slowly you bent your knees. ‘Woah, woah’ Spencer instantly reached out from your holding your weight as you sunk to the ground. ‘I’ll help you, and no scolding’ You pointed your finger at him seeing his lips already parted and his eyebrows furrowed that cute little wrinkle deep between them.

Spencer held up his hands and you picked up the instructions. ‘Okay let’s get started’ You began to read the instructions as Spencer again tried to get the leg on. ‘Spence, you’ve got the wrong leg, thats for the back’ You peeked around the instructions. ‘And you call yourself a genius’ You scoffed with a smile. Spencer looked up at you. ‘Well, actually. I’ve never wanted to call myself a genius it is usually other people who label me with that title. You can not put a measurement on intelligence’ You dropped the piece of paper and grabbed his hand. ‘Sorry, sorry. I get it’ You patted his knuckles and he pursed his lips nodding slightly. ‘My genius’ You breathed pulling his hand up to your lips and he smiled.

Eight Months

You waddled into the office. ‘Y/n?’ Emily looked up from her desk first. ‘Hey guys’ You waved at them. Spencer jumped from his seat. ‘What are you doing here?’ He whispered as he wrapped an arm around you guiding you towards his seat. He made you sit. ‘I’m here to talk to Hotch’ You chuckled. ‘Or did you forget?’ He furrowed his eyebrows perching himself on the edge of the desk. You picked up a file looking through it. ‘Today?’ He asked incredulously. ‘I thought you were going to leave it until after the baby was born?’ You closed the file and looked up at him a bored look on your face. ‘Spence, I told you this last night, I decided I wanted to get it done and over with before the baby is born so I’ll have no distractions’ You crossed your arms over your chest.

His eyes widened slightly. ‘Is that when?’ You nodded. ‘You were talking to the baby about theory of-oh- I forget- Quantum?’ You searched your mind trying to think of the long complicated theory Spencer had lay on the bed beside your stomach rumbling. ‘Theory of Quantum Entanglement, and if you were not listening to me -’ He left it at that and you sighed. You threw your hands up in the air rolling your eyes. ‘Okay, well’ You shrugged. ‘Sorry, I did come late though so we could go get a take-away on the way home I’m craving pizza’ You beamed up at him

Spencer couldn’t seen to stay angry at you lately, he couldn’t even stay aggravated with you for more than a dozen seconds. He didn’t know what it was about the way you waddled trying to get around with that swollen belly, carrying his child. But it meant you had him completely under the thumb. Anything you wants, anything, Spencer would have it for you as soon as he could. Every odd night he would run you a bath with those smelly things and flowers just to see your face light up, and to see the relaxation take you away when you climbed in.

All he wanted was to make you happy.

You reached out to him and Spencer helped you up from the swivelly chair. ‘I’m going to go talk to Hotch, if I’m finished before you I’m heading down to Garcia’ Spencer nodded kissing your cheek before helping you up the steps.

Hotch sat in front of you staring at the papers. ‘You want to retire?’ He looked up at you. ‘Not retire, more like get out of the field, when I have the baby’ You laid a hand on your stomach. ‘Both me and Spencer can’t be always gone one of us needs to step back and I want it to be me. We’ve already talked about it, I’ve looked into a few new things, places that want my expertised but I won’t have to travel, I just wanted to let you know’ Hotch sighed before nodding. ‘I get it, I understand how hard it is on children having one of us doing this job, it would be horrible with two’ You reached out and took his hand. ‘You’re the best Aaron’ You smiled. ‘Here, let me help you down the steps’ He stood and you pushed yourself up standing.

Eight and a half Months

Spencer stood outside Hotch’s door not sure whether he should knock or not. Well he knew he should knock just not whether he should ask or not. How would Hotch take it? Shaking his head he knocked. ‘Come in’ His boss's voice carried through the door. He opened it peeking in. ‘Eh, Hotch, can I talk to you for a minute?’ Hotch looked up from his desk. ‘Sure, take a seat’ Spencer shuffled into the room closing the door behind him before walking over to the seat and sitting.

It took him about a minute to talk. ‘Um, Y/n is due in two weeks and I was wondering-’ His tongue darting out to wet his lips. ‘I don’t want to miss it, it’s our first child and, well, I want to be there’ Hotch stayed silent looking at him expectantly. ‘I want to take a week off, I don’t want to be somewhere else when she goes into labour and I don’t want to miss my child’s first few days. I need to stay’ Spencer was confident at the end of it. He knew he needed to stay. ‘One week’ Hotch nodded going back to his files.

Eight and a half Months

You ly on the couch a bowl of ice cream on your chest as you listened to Spencer speak. His head was on your thighs as he held the book in his hands. It was some really complicated physics book that you didn’t even understand half of the words he said. One of his hands graced over the bottom of your tummy as he stopped talking for a second. The baby kicked. You laughed. ‘I think they want you to stay going’ Spencer laughed and began reading again.

You jolted as someone poked you. ‘Y/n, come to bed baby’ Spencer. You grumbled opening your eyes. You must have fallen asleep. Reaching out he wrapped his arms around you helping you to your feet before bringing you to the bedroom.

You curled up as soon as you got into bed your eyes drifting closed. Spencer lay down beside you kissing your forehead. ‘Goodnight’ He whispered. You grunted not able to say anything else. He chuckled. His hand smoothed over your bump. ‘Two more weeks’ He whispered. ‘Two more weeks and I’ll get to meet you, we’ll get to see what our baby looks like’ If you weren’t so sleepy you would have smiled. ‘The team, they’ll love you, how could they not, for the last seven months you’ve been in everyone’s minds’ You sighed happily listening to him talk.

The baby moved responding to him. ‘You like my voice?’ He chuckled softly. ‘I can’t wait to hear your voice, you’ll have the cutest voice, I can tell already’ He paused. ‘Well, that can’ be proven and I’m sure others may not think so but I promise, you will to me’ God, Spencer was perfect. ‘Two more weeks and you’ll be out here, promise me you’ll be good to your Mom when I go, she’s given up something that means the world to her for you. She was the best agent we had, now she wants to be with you. You’re so lucky, you’ll get to spend all that time with her. I used to, we used to work together. It’s how I met her’ At this point Spencer’s voice seemed a world away.

Distant and floaty. ‘I’ll be so jealous of you. She’s one of the greatest people you’ll ever meet, but don’t lie to her, she knows’ He chuckled again. ‘I talked to your grandma yesterday, after you’re born she’s coming up to see you. She’ll love you, just as much as we do. She’s so excited about you, she’s always asking, everytime I talk to her she asks about yo-’ And with that you fell asleep.

Nine Months

You opened the cabinet looking for the mouthwash. ‘Spencer have yo-’ You only got halfway through that when you gasped. ‘Spencer’ You screamed your voice high pitched. There was a loud bang and loud hurried footsteps coming your way. ‘What’s wrong? Wh-’ He stopped in the doorway as you looked up from the floor to him. ‘My water just broke’ You whispered.

You grunted and squeezed Spencer’s hand when another contraction hit. ‘That’s almost two minutes apart’ Spencer informed you. ‘Just-please-we’re almost at the hospital’ He leans in kissing your cheek. ‘Ah’ You grunted again holding your stomach.

Spencer stands beside you pushing your hair back off your sweaty face. ‘You’re doing amazing, breath, breath, our baby will be here soon’ You grunted before letting out another scream. Then there was a cry filling the room.

Garcia’s name popped up on screen. Morgan answered. ‘Guys Garcia’s calling’ He called throughout the plane. ‘It’s not me’ Garcia giggled ‘It’s Spencer’ The whole team rushed gathering around the computer. ‘Go for gold daddy’ Garcia giggled. 

They could hear Spencer breathing on the other end. ‘Daddy’ He breathed and then laughed a little. ‘Kid? You okay?’ Morgan looked at JJ who shrugged. ‘I’m a daddy, it’s a girl. Y/n had a girl. I have a daughter. I have a baby girl’ They could hear the tears in Spencer’s voice. The team looked at each other smiles on their faces ‘They’re okay, both of them. Wait, Y/n’s waking’ There was some muttering in the background. 

Then a soft chuckle. ‘Hey guys, we had a girl, a baby girl’ You beamed still tired. Spencer looked up at you his eyes full of awe and adoration. ‘A baby girl’ He breathed. ‘Our baby girl’ He beamed leaning forwards. He knocked the phone from your hand as he grabbed your face. He pulled you into a deep urgent kiss one that tried to show how overwhelmed and happy he felt. Here she is’ You pulled away from Spencer your eyes on the nurse. 

She laid the baby in your arms. She was so small, and fragile. Spencer picked up the phone noticing that there was cheering on the other end everyone shouting congratulations. ‘I’ll see you when you land’ He said and hung up leaning in. ‘How do you think Morgan will take being asked to be Godfather’ You glanced up at him but he just stared at her and wrapped an arm around you his hands  soothing your hair ‘Our baby girl’ He smiled

Spencer leaned his head on yours his hand reaching out to smooth across her soft cheek. ‘She’s beautiful’ He breathed. ‘And so worth it, nine months that were definitely worth it’ Spencer nodded kissing your forehead before you both looked back at the small girl in your arms. 

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