Summary: Let's add more trauma to the Reid's life. How will they deal with Mr. Scratch and Hotch leaving the team? Plus! Diana's health is getting worse and Spencer has to deal with the guilt of not having a clue how to help her.
Word count: 14.210
Warning: Hurt and angst, Criminal Minds spoilers. Sad Spencer, sad reader, sad chapter.
A/N: Yes, this whole fanfiction has been hard to write because in order to give my babies a happy ending, I have to put them through so much, it's sad and angsty even for me.
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(Y/N)'s point of view
In the following months after Morgan's departure, Spencer kept trying his best to cope with the loss of his best friend. We would often stare at his empty chair in the jet and get lost in his head. Morgan wasn't far, just a phone call away, and we would try to see him as often as possible. Well, as often as work and our lives let us. Morgan and Savannah were dealing with a newborn, after all. And we kept catching serial killers all over the country.
Meanwhile, I felt the void between JJ and me growing every day. Without Em, it felt like we didn't share much in common during cases, but work. She would always talk to Spencer. But for some reason or another, we seemed to be falling apart.
The one thing that made me happy those days was planning our trip: Spencer and I were taking Diana and the kids to France for ten days. We needed to get away from work and create some good memories with our family. Spencer told me his mom had always dreamed about making a trip there, and considering she was doing great with her medication, it was the right time to plan a getaway and take a few days off.
Traveling with two kids was as challenging as we imagined. But we made it work. Diana still hated flying, but she hated boats even more. So the thought (most likely the threat) of taking a cruise was enough to help her deal with the nearly eight-hour trip from Washington to the Charles de Gaulle Airport, in Paris.
I lost count of all the museums we visited, and of all the macarons, opera cakes, and pan au chocolate we ate. Spencer had the entire trip scheduled and nearly timed, which didn't really work with two babies. After only two hours after landing, my dear husband realized all his plans were going down the drain. And yet, he kept his spirits up.
- "The babies are jetlagged, you are jetlagged. Just nap a little!"
- "Ma cherie, we are finally in the right place to call you cherie, I don't think I can close an eye."
Spencer was incredibly excited to be in France. We had traveled through Europe for our honeymoon, but we didn't include France in our itinerary because one day my husband wanted to take his mother.
- "Relax."- I whispered and kissed his lips sweetly as Raven and Vinny napped on our bed.
On our first day, we visited Le Louvre and between Spencer and Diana, I got a basically private and very exclusive tour of the place, with the history of most pieces. My husband carried Raven most of the time on his shoulders, while Vinny was in his stroller, napping most of the time.
- "I mean, you read about it your entire life, and then suddenly, you are standing right in front of it."- Diana whispered as we stood in front of The Venus de Milo.
- "Where are her arms?"- Raven asked and turned to me with the most concerned look on her face.
- "Well Birdy, this statue is very old."- I started explaining- "And when they found her, she had lost her arms already."
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