Are you mine? (DIWK III) (Spencer Reid x fem!reader)

Chapter three: She's a silver lining

Word count: 5.253 words  

Warnings: This is so fluffy it might be illegal. Reader's discretion is advised. 

Summary: Baby Reid Nº1 is here, and both Spencer and reader are ready, but not really. 

A/N: I know no woman would ever be worthy of making Spencer a father, but that man deserves to be a dad. 

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(Y/N)'s point of view

When we found out we were having a little girl, Spencer lost his mind. I know he would have been happy if the doctor had said it was a boy, but a baby girl was just what he had always dreamed about. A little princess to spoil and teach everything.

We decided to name her Raven Marie Reid, and ever since that day, my husband talked to our daughter every second he could. He encouraged us to hear more classical music to help her brain develop, he read her bedtime stories and even asked about her day.

- "I'm telling you, chipmunk, Raven knows I'm talking to her"- Spencer pointed out as we walked into the bullpen- "She kicks and moves when I say her name."

- "I know, honey bunny. She is still inside me, kicking my ribs and squeezing my bladder most of the time."- I replied and shook my head, smiling. I couldn't deal with his proud smile at my words.

- "Reids! you are here! I've got news"- Penelope nearly tackled us as soon as she saw us, and didn't even give us time to reach our desk.

- "We have to take the fit test."- she announced quickly.

- "We?"- Spencer asked, confused.

- "Me too?"- I questioned, scared of the answer. I was already 38 weeks into the pregnancy and I could barely move. I wasn't allowed to travel anymore, so I had to help the team from my desk whenever they were out of town.

- "Of course not, munchkin. Just me and your husband."- Garcia explained tapping on my arm.

- "But why? We have enough case hours to cover a fit test."- Spencer argued, confused.

- "I just got the mail. So, I guess we should train a little."- Garcia shrugged and started walking with us to our desk.

- "I can help."- I suggested - "I was very good at my fit test, and I can give you some tips."

- "Can we talk with Hotch and get out of this?" - Spencer suggested- "I mean, it's a fit test. Honestly, we don't need this."

- "Well, we are having a baby, and you are gonna have to play with her, so maybe getting some exercise done could be good for you."- I suggested, but Spencer looked at me like I had cursed him- "What?"

- "You know I'm not good at sports."

- "You are amazing in the field and you know it."- I rubbed his shoulder and smiled- "But you have to get used to running now that we are having to have a kid to follow around."

- "My princess is not gonna make me run around, right Raven?"- Spencer asked and rubbed my tummy. Our daughter moved inside my belly and sat directly on my bladder.

- "Great, I have to pee again. Thank you, honey bunny."

The following morning, Spencer and I got up extra early to meet Penelope on the training track in Quantico. My husband looked the cutest in his red shorts and mismatched socks. I planned a simple circuit for them to warm up and watched them running as I sat on a bench and ate part of the orange slices I had brought to them. I tried to imagine how it would be when Raven went to school, would she like sports? Would she join the track team? Soccer? softball? my mind wandered to all the amazing things our baby girl would do. Anything she dreamed of, I would encourage her to pursue.