Inside A Lover's Heart (Criminal Minds Fanfic)

Suggestion

No music, my dears. Let's get this sh!t started!

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"I want you to meet her."

"Pardon?"

I was on the phone with Spencer. He was landing in Orlando while I was still in my office at the BAU. I was playing with my ring, using my shoulder to keep my phone to my ear.

"My mom. I-" he cleared his throat, lowering his tone. "I want you to meet my mom."

"Wow, Spence. You really mean that?" I asked softly.

"Yes. I love you and we are getting married sometime in the next nine to twelve months. I want you to meet her," he replied.

"When will we go? We're both very busy people," I asked.

"After this case? You could meet me here in Orlando. We could spend the day here, then go to visit her," he suggested.

"Alright. It's a date," I giggled.

"Okay," he chuckled.

"Call me later, okay?" I smiled.

"Of course. I love you."

"I love you, too. Be safe and don't drink too much coffee."

"No promises."

"I know. But hey, I tried."

He laughed, mumbling another 'I love you' before hanging up. A while later, I got a phone call from Hotch.

"Alright, Hotchner. What can I do for you?"

"Jessica, I need a list of all of the boys' coaches, teachers, babysitters, anything like that," he told me.

"Hold on a few minutes, boss. My fingers are working," I replied.

I typed in the four names of the boys: Owen Bush, Herbert Walters, Erick Turner, and Nathan Dunn. After that, I did as Hotch asked and cross-referenced between the four of them for an adult figure. I found two.

I cleared my throat. "Okay so there is a twenty-four year old babysitter named Camille Connors and a forty-seven baseball slash basketball coach named Donnie Murphee. I am sending them to your tablets... now."

"Thank you, Jessica. Get your things together, you're coming down to Orlando," he said quickly.

"B-but why? I am more suited here in the office-"

"We need you here in Orlando. Pack your things and pack extra for Vegas when you and Spencer are done," he replied.

"Sir?" I asked, confusedly.

"You know better than anyone that Spencer rambles when he is nervous. Wheels up in thirty."

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Ariel huffed at me, rubbing her nose. "My allergies are really bad today, Jess."

"I'm sorry, Ariel, but I really need a sitter. Call David over and he can watch him? Fang only needs to be let out and fed every once in a while," I replied.

She sighed in defeat and pulled Fang into the house. She eyeballed my case with curious eyes. It was larger than usual when I got called by the team. She raised her eyebrow.

"Why such a big suitcase?" she asked.

"Oh, um... I'm meeting Spencer's mom after the case," I explained.

"Really? Boy Genius actually agreed to that?" she chuckled.

"It was his idea, not mine," I admitted softly.

"Holy shit. That's new. He must really love you. Of course I'm watch the dog. Sure, he makes me sneeze, but I think he's growing on me."

I found myself smiling. "Yeah. He must."