"I'll be here the whole time" you reached for Spencer's hand
You saw Cat she had a smug look on her face. Spencer had been looking into the two way mirror for a while. He was tense and shaky. You intertwined you fingers with his and squeezed. He gave you a nod and made his way towards the door. Before opening it he let go and walked in.
"Spencie" she smiled
"Where's my mother"
You shut the door behind you. You were only there to listen but you had a feeling Cat wouldn't like your presence.
"I missed you" she cooed
"What did you and Lindsey do to her? How did you-" she cut him off
"Um stop" she stuck her hand out "You don't get to walk in here and hiss at me like I'm the criminal" she rested her hands on the table "Now we do this my way" She kicked out the chair across from her and told him to sit. Spencer walked over and sat down. They began talking and you studied her body language. You could tell she was planning something big and it wasn't going to end well if no one found out where Diana was. As they were talking Cat gave you side eyes. You kept managed to keep a straight face.
"Would you mind telling your little friend over there to step aside, because we are going to play another game and this time we are going to find out exactly what kind of man you are"
Spencer slowly turned his head and looked at you. He gave you a small nod and you made your way towards the door. Once you walked through it and shut the door you looked through the glass and kept watching.
"What you're pregnant?" Spencer shifted in his chair, visibly uncomfortable
She leaned in "We're pregnant"
You quickly walked over to the security guard at he end of the hall
"I need her medical records now"
After a couple of minuets the guard came back with some charts. You flipped through the pages and your eyes traveled down a list of conditions. She was pregnant. And the timeline matched. This was not what you meant when you told Spencer he would make a great father. Your body became stiff when Cat spoke
"I told her to pretend to be Maeve" she paused "Maeve Donovan. The love of your life. Who had her brains blown out right in front of you before you two could even kiss. So dark... yet is was so useful"
You had learned about Maeve during a late night out with Spencer but never asked for any details that he didn't want to share. You didn't want to push but you knew that he would always be hurting. It would hurt less and less but a part of him would always be hurt.
"You're lying" you knew that she wasn't but Spencer wanted to believe she was
"Spencer, it's Maeve. It's ok. Spencer, Spencer it's Maeve. You want this it's okay" she began to smile
"It didn't happen" Spencer was trying to convince himself that it wasn't true
"Hey I was thinking, if it's a boy, we should definitely call him Spencie junior. But if it's a girl I think we should call her Maeve"
Spencer quickly stood up and made his way to the door while Cat was still talking.
"I mean after all she played a huge role in her own conception"
You watched Spencer walk through the door and you were about to hand him over the papers but he snatched them away instead. You flinched a little. You had never seen him this angry
"The timeline adds up but that doesn't mean--" you began to speak softly
He sighed and threw the papers aggressively towards the window. You took a step back.
"I'm sorry it's not you" he ran his hands through his hair and rubbed his eyes
"Hey stop doing that you're going to hurt yourself" you stepped up and lowered his hands to his sides
"Just breathe, we both know that she's pregnant but she must be lying. She has to be"
He nodded and once again he made his way back inside. After talking for a while he got Cat to contact Lindsey and talk to his mom. You listened for a while and heard an explosion in the background. You opened the door and made your way back inside the room.
"Spence" you called out but he kept his focus on Cat
"What the hell was that?" he slammed the phone on to the table
"I don't know"
"Lindsey said you were early. Was that a signal?" he leaned over the table
"No" she kept her head straight and looked to the side
"Was that a prearranged signal to kill my mother!" he shouted and rolled his hands into fists before slamming them on the table
"Spencer let's go" you had never seen him that angry
"Tell me the truth! Tell me the truth!" he kept spitting at Cat and she kept denying it
"I am" Cat finally shouted back "You want to know the truth? Your mother is an Alzheimer's -ridden moron who's getting dumber day by day and if she's dead its your fault."
Spencer relaxed his body for a second before grabbing the table standing in-between them and throwing it to the side.
"Oh God" you whispered to yourself
He reached over and wrapped his hands around Cat's neck. He walked her backwards into the wall and strangled her. She was losing air. You quickly ran over and pulled back on his shoulders.
"I'm going to kill you" he whispered and she smiled
"Spence come on. She's pregnant" you tried pulling him back but her wouldn't let go
"I'm going to kill you"
"She's pregnant Spencer. Quit it. Just stop" you kept pulling but he suddenly elbowed you away
You stumbled backwards and bent over catching your breath. It felt like the air had been sucked out of you. Once you looked up Spencer had realized what he had done. He looked at you and he was scared. Terrified of what he was becoming
"Spence I'm fine" you choked out and stood up straight
He began to walk towards the door. You reached for him but just kept going. You looked back at Cat. She was smiling
"Now that's the type of man he is." she laughed catching her breath at the same time.
"If you weren't pregnant just know I wouldn't have stopped him so soon" you turned away and slammed the door behind you
You quickly got out of your seat and reached for the coffee pot on the table. An inmate came in at full force towards you. You hit him over the head and kicked in the groin. He bent over but quickly got up and reached for your stomach. In one swift motion you pulled his arm behind his back and slammed him on to the table. His head bounced back and he groaned.
"I'm tired of you men trying to control me" you kept a hold of his arm with one hand and with the other you slammed his head back onto the table
Suddenly you felt someone grab you from behind. They grabbed your shoulder and pulled you into them. Before you could moved their arm wrapped around your neck and a shiv was in front of your face. You stood still and you watched as Tom was on the floor bleeding and Derek was being overpowered by two men.
"Ok ok. Wait wait wait. She's pregnant can't you see." he quit moving and let his arms be tied around his back
They all began walking all of you out the room into a hallway. Soon enough you saw even more inmates. There was no getting out of this one. The man that you hit wrapped his arm around you and walked you down. He leaned into you.
"You smell good"
Normally you would have just let it slide but your mommy instincts were kicking in and you felt threatened. You rolled your eyes. You turned around and headbutted him. He quickly fell to the floor. Someone else got a hold of you
"Someone get that bitch under control." an inmate yelled
"Ooh I like her" the guy lifted himself up and basically growled at you and got even closer to your face
"In here" someone yelled out
You were being pushed into another room. Looked like they had free time in there. They threw Derek to the floor and he groaned in pain.
"Gather around. I want everyone to see this." he grabbed a guards baton out of someone's hands
"I want to have fun with this one first" the guy that you hit pulled you in closer
"Of course a sick man like you would mess with a pregnant women and not give a damn." you turned your head to the side
"Leave her alone" Derek shouted form the floor
"I'll be quick" he smirked
You tensed up and your breath hitched when he rubbed up and down your arm. Then he started pushing you away. But another inmate with a group of men came in
"The hell are you doing man" he yelled out
"Mind your business"
They began to argue but you were distracted by the loud bang shattering through the room. Everyone got down. You were on your knees watching SWAT and the rest of the team come in. You watched Emily kneel to the floor to untie you.
You walked towards Spencer and kneeled down. You sat next to him and pushed your knees towards your chest while your feet rested flat on the ground.
"Hey look we're matching" you tried to lighten the mood.
You and Spencer had black high top converse. Although he wore mismatched socks.
"Sort of, you know it's good luck to wear mismatched socks. Plus it's fun" he turned to face you
"I'll try it sometime" you smiled
His mood quickly faded "I'm so sorry for hurting you"
"It's okay. I don't blame you."
"You don't get it. I'm really scared that this is who I am now" he looked back down at his feet
"This isn't who you are Spence" you spoke softly
"You don't know-- I" he sighed "You don't know what happened while I was in that place full of horror"
"I do know what happened and anyone one would have done the same thing"
"You wouldn't" he turned to face you
"Yes I would"
"You don't have to lie just-"
"Spencer listen to me. You were surviving. I would have done the same thing. You are not a bad person. Doing what you need to do to survive does not make you a psychopath just because she says it. You have a right to be angry and sometimes our anger can't be kept in for so long" you smiled at him
"I'm so thankful for having you in my life." he grinned
His nose was touching the tip of yours. He slightly tilted his head and leaned in. You rested your lips on top of his. You pulled away and smiled before leaning back in. Your lips collided with his and he gently placed his hand on your cheek. Both of you pulled away and you rested your forehead on his.
You licked your bottom lipped and smiled "Get back in there. You got this"
It had been a couple of days since the case in prison. You gave everyone the cold shoulder. The case after that one had gone smoothly. You only talked about work and the profile. You were finally moving forward with life but with everyone hovering you and acting like you were fragile just made you push them away more and more. Today you were walking from the bathroom about to turn the corner but you heard your name.
"What did you guys do to Y/n" Penelope scolded at what sounded to be like Emily and Derek
"Nothing" Derek protested
"Oh sweet cheeks I am not a profiler but clearly something happened a couple days ago"
"Penelope it's fine" Emily began to talk
"Fine? She was starting to open up again. She came back to work with a smile on her face and now she is giving everyone the cold shoulder and only talks when it's relevant to work."
"Listen she just lost Reid. We all did and she is taking it the hardest. We were just trying to protect her" he sounded genuine but it was suffocating
"And by protecting he means getting all macho man with Hotch and preventing her from doing her job then yeah Penelope he was protecting her" You knew Emily had your back. You felt bad for giving her the cold shoulder as well but you didn't like putting forth the energy
"Why would you do that"
"Babygirl the woman is pregnant. We were attacked something bad could have happened"
"The only reason she was with you was because being isolated with one person was better than handling the whole team" Emily sighed
"Okay but she can't-"
"Can't what?" You turned the corner and suddenly everyone froze "Can't what Derek" you crossed your arms over your chest "Do you think I am not capable of doing my job? Should I quit? Or should I just have you review every single decision I make moving forward?"
Everyone stayed silent
"Losing Spencer hurt but that does not mean that you get to hover over me and check on every single move I make. It does not make me any less capable of doing my job. If you think it does I have no problem with you going to the director and telling him that I can't be here."
"No that's not-"
"Save it Derek" you brushed past the group and walked over to your desk listening to Penelope scold Derek.
You wanted them to understand that you weren't weak. They just made you want to distance yourself more and more.