My First Love [Spencer Reid Fanfic - 1]

Chapter 63 - In Heat

"There are no secrets better kept than the secrets that everybody guesses." - George Bernard Shaw

Spencer was sound asleep in my bed when my phone rang. "Hello!" I groaned in annoyance.

"Hey, CeCe." I recognized my sister's voice. "Are you going to be in DC today?"

"I don't know." I rolled out of bed and walked out of the room. "If I have to work a case..." I trailed off. "What's wrong Kit?"

She sighed. "Nothing, I'm just dealing with something and could really use your help."

I knitted my eyebrows. "What kind of help?"

"Umm..." She was probably biting her nails, something she did when she was nervous. "Do you still talk to that OBGYN friend of yours?"

"Charlotte? Yeah. We're still in contact." I scrunched my nose. "Wait... Are you pregnant?"

Kitty took a deep breath. "I don't know yet. I took a pregnancy test two days ago and it came out positive, but then I took another one yesterday and it was negative."

"And you need to be sure." I chimed in. "Kitty, I will leave you a key to my apartment and you can stay here while you're in DC."

"Please, don't tell anyone." She asked me softly. "Zach doesn't know and if mom finds out she'll make a great deal out of it."

I nodded. "Kit, I'll call Charlotte and get you an appointment. Everything will be okay." I smiled. "You're already a great mother."

"Thank you, CeCe. You've really matured since you met Spencer." She stated.

I chuckled. "We'll talk soon, Kit." I disconnected the call and made my way to the bedroom. Spencer was still asleep, snoring lightly and I couldn't help but smile at the sight. His messy brown hair was all over his face and his mouth was open. I planted a kiss on his forehead and laid down next to him.

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JJ was ready to present the case as Spencer and I took our places. "Charles Luvet, a detective from New Orleans, was found murdered in Miami while vacationing." She informed us.

"Isn't Will LaMontagne from New Orleans?" Emily joked and I chuckled.

"This is not the moment for silly jokes." JJ scolded us. "Luvet is the sixth victim of a serial killer that seems to be targeting gay men."

"It could be a hate crime." Morgan suggested.

"Or someone confused about their own sexual orientation." I added.

Hotch grabbed his briefcase. "We're going to Miami. Wheels up in 30."

Emily and I approached JJ. "I'm sorry about what I said before." Emily apologized.

JJ averted her gaze. "Yeah, you should've been more professional, Emily."

"Come on, JJ. It was just a joke and no one even noticed." I tried to lighten the mood.

"You don't think a room full of profilers noticed the rude joke you made about Detective LaMontagne?" JJ raised an eyebrow.

I glanced at Emily. "Okay, maybe they noticed but they didn't say anything."

JJ sighed. "I just want you two to stop making remarks about him."

"We're sorry, JJ." Emily said and I nodded. JJ walked past us and we shrugged. "Boy, she's really pissed."

"It reminds me of whenever you'd tease me about Spence." I claimed and Emily laughed. We all knew JJ was dating Will.

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