Settle Down

Chapter 9: I'd rather sit on a rusty nail.

"Checkmate in 5." You announce, moving your knight. You didn't think you were bad at chess, growing up you had been the one good at chess but since you started playing with Spencer it was becoming evident that you weren't as good as you thought.

"3." He counters, moving his piece. You go through the motions of the game until Spencer ultimately takes down your king in exactly 3 moves. He smirks at the annoyed look that crosses your face.

"You're such a jerk, you're really not going to let your daughter win?" You ask.

"No, I'm not going to let you win. Plus, I have the utmost confidence that I would not need to let her win."

"You're saying she's going to be smarter than me?"

"I'm saying I'm hoping she's smarter than both of us." He says, ruffling your hair kinda, before grabbing his phone. "What does she want to eat though?" He asks.

"I thought we were playing to see who decides dinner?"

"I know and I decided I'm going to let Genevieve pick. So what're you craving?" You smiled at the sound of your daughter's name. You remembered when you both had heard the song Lady Genevieve in the car that night. It was honestly a song you never really paid attention to, a deep cut on an album that wasn't even your favorite from the band you loved so much but the moment you both heard it, you knew a song about a beautiful woman everyone loved, was perfect for your daughter.

"Chinese?" You say, Spencer smiles before calling your takeaway place and ordering your usual orders.

"Now, do you want to play for who's picking the movie tonight?" Spencer asks after hanging up.

"You're just going to win anyway, so what do you wanna watch?" Spencer opens his mouth but you cut him off. "And not the 5 hour russian one again."

Spencer thinks for a second. "Star Trek?"

"Alright."

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Dr. Liz had told you with the influx of hormones you had been taking and the combination of the natural hormones released during pregnancy, your libido would skyrocket. At first, you didn't think anything of it, it didn't happen for most women so maybe you'd get lucky.

That had turned out to be wrong.

Nowadays, it seemed like a stiff wind could turn you on and oftentimes it did. And there wasn't a whole lot you could do about it. Your baby bump made it damn near impossible to get yourself off without a major hand cramp that was just not worth it in the end. Not to mention most of the time you were way too fatigued to do much of anything so it left you extremely frustrated.

Everyone could tell.

Thankfully, people just chopped it up to you being pregnant and tired but you had been snapping a lot. So much so, that everyone was starting to only call Garcia again when they went on cases again because of the amount you would yell at them for asking stupid question or for being rude to Reid. Like once when the team was on a case in Wilmington and while you were on video call, the agent asked Spencer a question. In true Spencer fashion, he answered the man's question in a long spiel surrounding the point before inevitably getting to it. You watched as the agent rolled his eyes at Spencer and the small smile that came to your face anytime Spencer started raving instantly left. Before you knew it, you were speaking up.

"Excuse me? What was that?" You say.

The team looks confused. "What, Oz?" Derek says.

"Agent Peyton rolled his eyes at Spence for answering his question."