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Roses

Trigger warning. Suicide

It destroyed Spencer when Derek told him about Savannah. His heart shattered. Then even more when Derek told him that he was going to marry her. And when they where going to have a baby. Up until he did the unforgivable. He had given birth to Derek's baby. They had slept together when they where both drunk. Derek didn't remember but Spencer did. He remembered how Derek traced every inch of his body with his sweet kisses. He remembered his lips on his owns. He dropped of the map when he started showing. He stopped his drinking while he was pregnant. But started again when he gave birth. He made sure his baby had everything she needed though. She was called Fortuna. After the god of good luck. Fortuna Derek Reid. She was beautiful.

"Derek, I need you to come to me" he drunkly slired into the phone.

"Spencer, where have you been. Everyone's worried sick."

"Derek. Track my phone. I'll explain everything"

"Ok, but I want everything" they stayed on the line long enough for his phone to be tracked. Then Spencer hung up. He put Fortuna to sleep after feeding her. He kissed her forehead and started to cry. He put his note in an envelope and closed it. He got his gun, put a silencer on it, and shot himself. He died instantly. Derek got to him an hour later.

"Spencer?" he asked. He kneeled next to his body. He cryed. He kissed his lips gently. His cold lips. He spotted the note next to him, labeled with a neat 'Derek'. He opened it.

"I'm sorry for doing this. But I couldn't live in this world anymore. I can't live in a world where you don't love me. When you introduced me to Savannah, I knew you would be together for the rest of your lives. But it still broke me when you told me you where going to marry her. Even more when you told me she was pregnant. And that's when I knew I could never be with you. I just couldn't live without you. I want you to be happy so I decided to leave. There's a little girl next door. She's 3 months. I love her with all I am. She's yours. We where drunk but I remembered it. She's called Fortuna Derek Reid. Please look after her. I don't want anyone else too. She's my baby. I love you both. I always will.

Spencer" Derek read it in his head. He jumped up and went next-door. It was true. A beautiful little girl asleep in her crib. Derek picked her up. She stirred and cryed. Derek held her against his chest. He rocked her quiet. He got his phone.

"Garcia, he's gone"

"What?"

"He's dead"

"Spencer's dead?"

"Y-Yeah. He's dead." Derek cryed twice as much.

"I- I'm sending people over. Just get out of there."

"O-Ok. Garcia. I loved him. I never got to tell him"

"Baby, don't beat yourself up about it. Just step away from him. I'll be there too" Derek hung up. He took Fortuna outside after getting her Teddy that she had clasped in her hand. He sat down on the steps and cooded her. Penelope got there with an ambulance and police cars. Derek stood up.

"Who's this?" Penelope asked, stroking his arm. Derek passed her the note. She read it.

"Fortuna" she said. Fortuna turned her head to look at her. She looked like she only just got her neck muscles. She only managed to lift her head up for a couple of second before resting it back on Derek's chest.

"She's cute" Penelope said. Derek smiled and nodded.

"She's mine and Spencer's. I didn't even know he was pregnant" he said, crying again.