A Hard Day's Night {Spencer Reid Story}

I Love You (5)

Spencer's POV
A couple of hours later the jet landed and Blake woke me up and said she would drive me home. She helped me get my bags and went to get my car. I hadn't really thought about Eliza I knew that I should've texted her but I hadn't been on my phone yet and it's pretty early in the morning so she was probably sleeping. We arrived at my apartment and she helped get my bags down again and we walked up the stairs.

"You sure your ok?"

"I feel great. Ah, that's overselling it. I, uh, I feel great considering I just got shot in the neck."

I unlocked the door and opened it I turned on the lights and Blake stepped.

"Where do you want this?" She asked

"Uh, right there is fine."

"Ok. So, you should get some sleep."

"You all right?"

"Yesterday touched a nerve when I saw you like that."

"Who's Ethan?"

"My son. He was 9 when he died. Doctors said it was neurological, but they did have a name for it. Still doesn't that drive me crazy? No word to put to this thing that took away my greatest love."

"I'm sorry."

"He kept growing despite his disease. The last time I lay beside him, he was almost as long as me, he was ready to go. But I wasn't ready to say goodbye. I begged him to open his eyes and the cruelest part was that I could see who he would be at 20 but I knew he'd never get there."

"Ethan's a great name."

"Yeah. It means enduring."

"It's fitting. You and James never let go of one another."

Blake started walking to my front door.

"Have you ever had that feeling that your future is somewhat behind you?"

"All the time."

"I did, too but it isn't because now I have Eliza and the team and my mother."

"Ethan would have been a lot like you."

"Thank you for being there when I woke up and thank you for letting Eliza know. That meant a lot."

"Of course."

She walked out of my door and started to walk downstairs.

"Bye, Alex."

I closed the door and locked it and went to open my bag to get my book and I saw that Blake left her badge. I walked to the window and saw her get a cab and she left.

I walked back into the living room and noticed Eliza's pair of work shoes so I thought that she was probably sleeping here. I went into the bedroom and saw that Eliza fell asleep with one of my books I went and sat at the edge of the bed.  I whispered her name and tried to wake her up to let her know I was home.

"Eliza, I'm home. And I'm okay."

"She started to shifting in her sleep and slowly started to wake up."

Elizas POV
I heard the door open and assumed Spencer was home since he was the only other person with the key. I was going to go out in the living room and greet him but I heard him and what I assumed Blake was talking so I just dozed off again. A couple of minutes later I heard him walk into the bedroom and I felt the bed sink in at the edge of the bed.

"Eliza, I'm home. And I'm okay." I heard him whisper so I shifted and slowly opened my eyes. I sat up and touch his hand.

"Hi," I said

"Hi."

"Are you ok? I was worried and I had texted you but you didn't respond and then I did this major surgery and after I went to look if you had texted back but then all I had was a voice mail from Rossi and I listened to it and he didn't tell me what was going on at first so I called him back and he told me everything and I just- are you ok?"

"Eliza calm down I'm okay, I promise. The bullet just grazed my neck but I'm okay."

Spencer's POV
She moved and sat right next to me and hugged me. I could tell something had still bothered her and even though she knew I was safe. I thought for a minute that maybe she had a bad surgery or she might've lost a patient.

I wasn't sure and I didn't know how long she had slept for and I Knew that sunrise was supposed to happen soon and I was tired but I needed to know that Eliza was on the same page as me meaning she knew that I was safe I knew she was safe so that way she could stop worrying and I could stop worrying.

"Why are you so quiet?" I asked her

"Aren't you tired, you should go to sleep I'm sure you had a tough few days of work."

"Please don't try to change the subject, yes I am tired but something is bothering you and I care about you so tell me please."

"Ok, When I called Rossi he told me that you had got shot in the neck I thought you were gone and it honestly scared me because I realized I can't live without you- you make me so happy Spencer and I care about you so much that hearing those three words you got shot broke me because I was so scared and it kinda reminded me of the surgery I did today's day I was I was just scared but I'm ok now because your safe and everything is ok." She told me.

"Eliza..." I turned toward her and looked At her and looked in her eyes."

"Eliza I'm not going anywhere and I can promise you that I would never leave you I care about you too I care about you so much and if your willing to tell me about the surgery please do."

Elizas POV
I love Spencer so much I just don't know when to tell him that I love him I mean I guess now would be a good time. I always liked how Spencer was interested in what I did at work no matter what, he always made sure we were on the same page and he always made sure to ask if I was ok and I loved him I mean we've been together for a year and we were moving in soon so now is a good time. I finally convinced myself and brought enough courage to tell him.

"Hey, Spencer."

"Yes."

"Spencer I love you. I love you so much I love how you always ask about my day no matter what and I love how you are always there for me." He looked at me and I noticed he had a slight blush on his cheeks.

"I love you to Eliza. I love everything about you I love you push through and you always find a way I love you never give up I love how you always are willing to listen if we have a bad case."

I smiled and I cupped his face in my hands making sure to be careful with his neck and I kissed him we both looked at each other just admiring each other he finally spoke.

"So are you going to tell me about this surgery you know I love to hear about them?" He asked

"Oh, of course, I had the best surgery and also the worst but you'll enjoy hearing it," I told him

"Ok, but first let me change, and then you can tell me."

"Ok." I loved when he would get excited to hear about my surgeries he would get so giddy it was like if he were a boy on Christmas morning it was the best.