Chapter 37- A Night Out @ Night Club

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Spencer sits on Amanda's bed with a frown as she digs through her closet. "What are you looking for?" He finally asks after about 10 minutes of waiting.

"I'm looking for guy clothes but newsflash, I'm a girl and I wouldn't be doing this if you knew how to dress for a club," she scolds and he chuckles as she finally walks out of the closet holding a black t-shirt. "Here, this is the best I could find to suit you because I'm pretty sure that I stole it from you in college and then kept it because it smelled like you. I don't have any jeans so I guess the dress pants you're wearing will have to do."

"Thanks, I think," he says in confusion as he takes the shirt from her and unbuttons his current shirt before throwing the t-shirt on. "How's that?" He jokes.

"Slightly better," she tells her with a laugh. "So, let's go." She links their arms and leads him outside and to her car. They get in and drive to the address that Kristen sent Amanda.

"Didn't you say tonight was the opening of the club?" He asks as he notices the line that's practically wrapped around the building completely.

"Yeah," she answers, looking up at the name of the club. "Spencer, please tell me that I'm wrong and she didn't name the nightclub Night Club." He looks up and laughs.

"She did. She actually named it Night Club." She shakes her head as she steps out of the car.

"Let's go support my best friend." They both chuckle as they walk closer to the building.

"We probably should've left instead of having sex. With this line, we'll be waiting all night."

"Oh Spencer, you should learn not to doubt me," she informs him as she walks right up to the bouncer. "Amanda Hotchner." He smiles at her and opens the velvet rope as she turns to Spencer. "You coming?" He chuckles and shakes his head at her as he follows. The minute they walk into the club, Spencer feels like he's back in college. Sure the lights in the club are dimmer than those at the many frat parties Amanda had dragged him to.

"How are we going to find Kristen?"

"I already have," she shouts, pointing at the bar where Kristen is leaning over it in a red mini dress similar to the one Amanda is currently dressed in. Amanda grabs his hand and pulls him over to her friend only to notice who she's talking to. "Scotty?! What are you doing here? What happened to Florida?"

"I got ran off the road, Hotchner, it's a little scary and definitely enough to make me move back home."

"And I'm sure Kris and I in slutty outfits have absolutely nothing to do with it."

"It helped," he jokes. "What can I get for you and your friend?"

"Oh Scotty, this is Dr. Spencer Reid, Spencer this is my friend Scotty. Scott, he was the agent that came with me to the hospital." Scott nods.

"I was a little out of it. So what can I get for you?"

"2 Rum and Cokes, right?" Spencer nods and she turns to Scotty with a smile.

"All of their drinks are on the house. Amanda paid for this club and the liquor licenses and everything so try not to piss her off," Kristen jokes as Amanda laughs. "I have a feeling that tonights going to be great!" The two of them share a happy smile and Spencer can't help but stare at Amanda. She looks so breathtaking in the dim lights of the club with this bright smile on her face to prove just how happy she is. He can't help but feel happy as well. He finally has the girl he loves and he's happy, for the first time since she walked out of his dorm room all those years ago, all he has to do is keep her this time.

The four of them talk for about an hour with Scott leaving every now and then to tend to other paying customers. That's when things started to go downhill. "Amanda, hey," someone calls over the music, making the giggling blonde turn her head to see no other than James Reynolds coming their way which is when she hears Spencer groan.

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