Moonlight's Dance

Seven

Aaron stumbled back a little as the gun slips from Spencer's grasp. He gets up and moves forward, looking over the back of the chair to see Morgan standing there, holding a smoking gun.

"I got him." He says, turning the guy over carefully. He gently pulls Spencer's pelt free and Spencer bites his lip and squirms.

"Morgan-"

"Yes I know Hotch. Learned that the hard way." Morgan hands the pelt over and Hotch in turns, wraps it around Spencer's shoulders. Spencer is now clinging to Hotch with an iron grip.

"Aaron." He says softly, his voice rough from lack of use. "You came for me."

Aaron felt his heart break a little. Why wouldn't he come?

"Of course I came for you. Don't ever doubt that I will always save you."

"I'm sorry." Spencer whispers. "I shouldn't have left and I shouldn't have tried to interrupt you. I know better than that. It was stupid and-"

"Spencer, Spencer stop. None of this is your fault. If anything, it's mine." Aaron says, cradling the younger man close. His legs were starting to cramp from the position but he didn't really care at the moment. "I yelled at you. It's my fault you left." His hold tightens a little. "If you would have died....I don't know what I would have done."

Spencer kept his face buried in Aaron's chest as he sobs. His entire body shook with his cries and Aaron had no choice but to hold him tightly.

"Aaron.....I ..I-" Spencer takes a breath. "I wished for death." He whispers. "I wanted him to kill me. I wanted....I thought it would be better for you if I set you free and-"

"Spencer." Aaron's voice cracked.

"I'm sorry. I-"

"Spencer. Please. Stop." Aaron begs and pulls back a little. "I found something."

"Wha-what do you mean?" Spencer wipes his eyes and and stared up at him.

"This." Aaron reaches into his jacket and pulls out the creased picture. The younger man's eyes widen.

"This..."

"Spence, why didn't you tell me?"

"I was scared." He whispers. "You never showed any interest in me before all this happened and if I told you, you.....I don't know if you'd reciprocate due to the Bond or if it was real or-"

Aaron leans forward and kisses him deeply.

"How's that?" He asked with a smile.

"Aaron.." Spencer gasped.

"What is it?"

"I need...."

"Tell me." Aaron says gently.

"....Ocean..."

Aaron looks up at Morgan, who nods.

"Get him to the beach. I'll handle the others."

Aaron nods, tilting Spencer's chin up.

"Can you stand?" He asked gently. Spencer nods but still cling to his body.

"I'm going to pick you up, okay?" Aaron says softly. When Spencer nods again, Aaron carefully stands up, lifting Spencer's body in his arms. Spencer was still shaking a little, and Aaron's grip tightens automatically. "I got you." He whispers. "I won't let you go again."

"Please don't." Spencer whispers. He sounded so desperate that it hurt Aaron to listen to.

"Never." He gets outside and Spencer hisses a little at the bright sun. Aaron leans his head down as Spencer buries his face in Aaron's chest. "I'm going to put you in the car, okay? It'll be dark soon."