Starting Fresh. Spencer Reid X OC.

Troubles.

It does not matter how slow you are going as long as you don't stop. -Confucius

Venus' POV

My house was warm and no matter what a single person says. In the winter that is bound to be one of your top priorities and especially when you are like me and hate the cold. Shocking that I somehow survived in England really. The house suddenly grew cold when a two shot Spencer entered and opened his mouth. He wasn't drunk but he was a little less tight lipped. "You named our baby. You Started some relationship with a man twice my build and half my brain capacity. He flung his body around yours the whole night. What were you thinking when you brought him there?" I smiled as my feet landed on the carpeted floor and my hands moved to his upper arms as I brought him to the sofa where I had been sat. He seemed to take it quite well considering. "I named our daughter the last name both of us had agreed on. The deadline was coming up and it had to be done. I phoned and text you for weeks and you said nothing. You just blanked me. Not only that but you give me shit for meeting a man but you seem to be forgetting lover girl. Grace?" His face was pale and he looked a little peaky. "How do you know?" I gave him a 'really?' look and he just blinked tired eyes. "Go to bed Reid and sober up. We can discuss this later or at one point tomorrow." He may have been very slightly drunk but he was still highly reasonable as he shakily stood and walked up to his room. Something sat right as the three of us all slept in the same house again.

Morning brought a peachy Spencer and he was surprisingly not even slightly groggy as his eyes stayed well open and his mind ran a thousand miles. "I slept the best I have in so many weeks." I just nodded and stretched as my hands found the medicine cupboard. "I still have iron tablets from the pregnancy. I can still take them. Right?" He walked right up behind me and my back was against him. "No." His hand took the box from my hands and they were thrown in the bin behind the both of us. "Don't do it." I knew he was right but it was still a difficult thing to take for me so I muttered a "thanks," though I left the short sentence hanging. I took a quick drink and went to leave. "Can we talk now?" I swore under my breath and stopped at the small doorframe. "The baby might wake up." He stayed silent as I walked up the steps and did not return until I was ready for work. He looked disappointed to say the least. I was most upset with myself. "We can chat in the car." He nodded and grabbed his satchel from the kitchen work top.

By the time the nanny had arrived we both felt the tension hang heavy. Clearly the poor nanny could also tell as he sent us on our way quickly. "We have to do this." I really just told myself this but Spencer agreed. "We need to organise what we shall be doing. Let us start with the child." Spencer had chosen odd words but that was him when he was feeling awkward. "What about Olivia?" The roads were full for the first time since I had started working at the BAU. What a bloody great day for that to happen. "I want to have more time with her." I audibly laughed as he made this comment. "You have been the one avoiding us." He shook his head to disagree. "When was the last time you went out of your way to see her and when was the last time I went out of my way for you to see her even for a moment?" He lost his defensive attitude and conceded. We both knew that I was right and countless times I had done the opposite of what he had accused me of doing.

Eventually we came to a stand still and the both of us huffed. "Olivia deserves to see us both so I will make sure that you give her to me at least one night a week." I laughed at him and how silly his mind really was. "For a genius you say a lot of stupid stuff. You can see her but you won't be taking her to your girlfriend's house where she can listen to the pair of you having it off all night. Lover girl can meet the baby but at our house. The same rules go for Will and I." Spencer wasn't happy with that but it slightly worked in his favour. "You have to leave sometimes." I just disagreed. "No. I don't force you to leave so you can't force me to leave." The rules seemed to be all on my terms but in reality I didn't want to keep many of them. "You make all of these rules and I doubt you will follow them." His snide remark was petty and I almost mocked him but I kept it back. "I may not have had the best upbringing but I was not raised a liar or weak. Every night I became a little stronger. 12 year old me would not have left, even if mum went with me. 19 year old me did it." Spencer tensed ever so slightly. "Your dad." I left him to just finish it but it took almost five minutes. For that time the car still didn't move an inch. "I don't want my baby to be around him." It hurt me to hear those words but I understood them. "Fine. I would like Diana to meet and get a little involved. At least one grandparent. I always loved living with my grandparents."