people help the people, criminal minds: evolution [ 4 ]

001. domestic reids

Madelyn sighs as she quietly shuts the front door. She locks it, slipping her shoes off and taking her jacket off. She goes into the kitchen and grabs a snack, starting to eat it.

She jumps a little as arms wrap around her waist, a chest pressing to her back.

"Hi." Spencer kisses her on the temple, tightening his grip around her.

"Hi." She smiles, leaning back into him.

"You okay?" He asks, rubbing her hip.

"Long day." She mumbles. "I'm tired."

"The kids are all asleep. And we can go to sleep too." Spencer says.

"No. No, I-- I gotta take a shower." Madelyn says.

"Okay." Spencer nods.

Madelyn finishes her snack and turns the light off, holding Spencer's hand as she walks to the stairs.

"You know, you could shower with me." She smiles.

"Uh... our first -- and I thought last -- attempt at shower sex ended with a trip to the ER." Spencer says.

"No, you dork." Madelyn laughs. "Just showering. No sex. I'm too tired for sex. Just-- just wash my hair for me, I beg."

"Okay." Spencer smiles. He kisses her on the forehead before she turns around and leads him up the stairs.

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Madelyn wakes up to a hand gently brushing through her hair. She lets out a content sigh, slowly opening her eyes to her husband.

"Hi." He whispers.

"Hi." She tiredly smiles. She moves  closer to him, cuddling into him, her head resting on his chest.

Madelyn groans as the alarm clock goes off five minutes later, Spencer stopping it.

"I can't wait to be retired and we get to lay in bed all day." Madelyn mumbles and Spencer chuckles.

"Sure we won't be like Rossi?" Spencer remarks.

"Oh, God, I hope I'm not solving crimes when I'm his age. I love helping people but I love just being with you 24/7." Madelyn hugs him tighter.

"How is he?" Spencer murmurs, playing with Madelyn's hair.

"The same." Madelyn sadly sighs. "Angrier."

Spencer's hold on her tightens, rubbing her back and he kisses her on the head. Madelyn rests her chin on his chest so she can see his face.

"I love you." She tells him.

"I love you, too." He smiles. Madelyn leans up and pecks him on the lips.

"And I love your extreme floofy mess of bedhead." Madelyn gushes, ruffling his hair, and Spencer laughs as she kisses him again.

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Madelyn works on making Simon and Matilda's lunches while Spencer helps the kids get ready.

"Hey. Simon, you need to wear socks with your shoes." Spencer says, chasing the boy down the stairs.

"No." Simon continues to run away.

"Simon." Spencer calls. "Simon, socks." He orders, the boy continuing to outrun his father.

Matilda walks down the stairs, holding onto her younger brother's hand to help him down the stairs. Nicholas runs into the kitchen, hugging his mom's leg.

"Hi, baby." Madelyn scratches his head for a moment, still putting together the lunches.

A few moments later, they hear honking outside the house.