Inside A Lover's Mind (Criminal Minds Fanfic)

Waiting On You

[A/N: Hey guys! So I am going to post what songs I listened to while I wrote this. I've seen other writers to this and I think it's pretty neat. :) ]

All In- Lifehouse

How I Became The Sea- Owl City

Hooked On a Feeling- Blue Swede

Back Together- Jesse McCartney

Afraid- The Neighborhood

Nicotine- Panic! At the Disco

Iris- The Goo Goo Dolls

Don't Let Me Go- Harry Styles

I sat nervously in the waiting room, alone. Spencer said he had to go home first. I was scared that he wouldn't come at all. I was scared he wouldn't come for Garcia and Morgan because of what I did to him. I took the moments of complete peace to think of all the things Spencer and I did right together instead of all the bad. I closed my eyes.

'Don't hate me for making you wait so long,' Spencer whispered.

'Just show me!' I giggled.

'Just wait,' he chuckled.

I felt him kiss the side of my face. He squeezed my hand.

'Okay... open!'

I opened my eyes to see plane tickets in front of me. I looked them over. There was a Union Jack on the brochure attached. I looked it over quickly. I gasped.

'London?! Spence, oh my goodness!' I exclaimed, tears brimming my eyes.

'We're going during Thanksgiving break at the BAU. I figured Derek and Garcia would be too busy with their baby and Ariel could watch Fang-'

'I love you, Spencer Reid,' I smiled, grabbing his crooked tie and pulling him in for a kiss.

'I love you, too-'

"Jessica?"

I opened my eyes, seeing Spencer in front of me. His hair was messy, as always. I smiled.

"Hey," I said quietly.

"Hi," he replied.

He sat down beside me, giving me a small smile. I returned it. We sat their awkwardly.

"S-sorry I took so long," he said finally.

"I was worried you hated me," I blurted out, my face red.

"Why would I hate you?" he chuckled sadly.

"Because all of the shit I put you through," I replied.

"I let you do that, if you think about it. I could have just left, but I didn't. I hurt myself, too... and I hurt you, too. Coming back all the time. I just hoped you'd break. I hoped you would take me back."

His explanation almost made me cry. I reached over, grabbing his hand softly. I felt him squeeze it.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

"I'm sorry," he replied.

We sat in silence again. His thumb tapped along to the music on my hand. I smiled at this, because he always did it when he was nervous.

"It's Thanksgiving, soon," I said to him.

"I never canceled the tickets," he replied.

"We could still go, you know. Fix everything without the stress of work and everything else," I suggested.

"I think we should."

"Great, it's agreed."

He smiled at me, leaning over and kissing my forehead. I blushed, feeling like we were fixing everything. I laid my head down on his shoulder. We waited for about a half an hour before Garcia had finally had the baby. Derek came out.

"Come meet your baby brother," he smiled at me.

I got up and let go of Spencer hand. I walked over and hugged Derek. He laughed, then grabbed Spencer by the shoulder.

"You're coming too, Reid. My little boy needs to meet his Godfather."