𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 ; 𝐬 . 𝐫

𝟐𝟐. 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡

helloooo everyoneee! i'm going thru some moving plans so the next few chapters might be a lil shorter than usual. also im so sorry this is kinda a shitty written chapter because it just is and i didn't have time to proofread this cause i wanted to get this out as soon as possible I PROMISE THE NEXT ONES WILL BE BETTER

 so basically my plan rn is since long way down is slowly coming to an end, i will be doing a sequel, but not for a bit. i have plans for a little one shot book that i'd do before the sequel (more smutty), would y'all read it? 

you spent a few weeks in the hospital. since the day spencer found out about the baby, he'd only visited 4 times. you got it though, with all the work the BAU was still doing, and just the stress he was going through. he didn't have much time for you at this point. you had been feeling much better. you had been able to walk around your room and the long sterile halls of the hospital, even on occasion being allowed to grab food yourself from the cafeteria at lunch time. 

spencer would always do his best to try and visit you whenever he could. he spent most of his time thinking. just thinking about what had happened to you, what happened to HIS baby. he couldn't get over the fact that marcus had hurt you that bad. the thought itself made his blood boil.

you sat up as you heard a knock on your door. you had closed the blinds on the windows when you'd fallen asleep the night before, so you couldn't really tell who was at the door,

"come in," you said, a hint of hesitancy in your voice. to your surprise, spencer stood in your doorway. in his hands he held a chocolate donut with a coffee. you smiled,

"figured you might want this." he muttered with a shy smile. you blinked slowly, remembering how he'd got you this in florida. as he sat down on the end of your bed, you reached out for the coffee and donut. he handed them to you. setting the food down on the table that hovered over the side of your bed, you began to speak,

"thank you spence, really. thank you." 

spencer's heart skipped a beat as he heard the true thankfulness and happiness in your voice. he swallowed, 

"of course, y/n." he put his hand on your thigh. the hair on the back of your neck raised. you were still a little sensitive to the touch of a man, but you missed the feeling of his warm palms against you. spencer noticed you twitch under him and he removed his hand,

"sorry." he cleared his throat, "i should go-" he sighed, afraid he'd made things awkward. you briskly grabbed his hand, stopping him from going. he looked back at you and sat back down as you kept your hand grasped around his. he watched your fingers glide over his own, your hand dragging up his arm. he watched you, a perplexed look on his face. you stopped your hand just at the bend of his elbow and he looked up at you. you looked back at him, your eyes clashing together. he scooted closer to you as your hand glided up from his forearm to his face. you held your hand against his cheek as he put one of his arms next to you on the bed to hold himself up as his body began to hover over your own. he leaned over you, his face inches from yours. you felt a wave of sadness wash over you for some strange reason. your lips trembled as you tried to speak. spencer closed his eyes and pushed his forehead against yours. you closed your eyes as well,

"i-i'm sorry.." you said, your voice as thin as string. spencer shook his head,

"there's nothing to be sorry for, y/n." he whispered. you held him close as he opened his eyes. you opened your eyes and looked back at him. you angled your face up the slightest bit, your lips connecting. the kiss was slow and passionate. different from anything you'd felt in a long time. you choked back tears, your face hot. spencer continued to scoot closer to you as the kiss deepened. you hooked your other hand around the back of spencer's neck to hold him close and he hesitated,

"y/n, what're you doing?" he asked as he pulled away. you licked your lips,

"spencer, i need you." you whispered. he blinked, his hazel eyes sparkling,

"we shouldn't-" he started. you put your index finger to his lips,

"please." you pleaded. he swallowed and grabbed your hand, lowering it from his lips. he cleared his throat and stood up for a moment. you broke your grasp from around him, watching him with slight confusion. he grabbed the curtain that hung around the bed, pulling it out. he covered most of the left side of the bed, which was the side facing the windows. you smiled in amusement. he crawled back onto the bed as he slid off his shoes, hovering over you. you lifted your knees. your feet rested flat against the bed. spencer stayed inbetween your legs as he pressed his lips against yours once more. your hands roamed his sides as he groaned quietly, pressing his crotch against you. you leaned your head back and closed your eyes as he reached his hand down to his waist to unbuckle his belt. he laid it across the floor, wincing as the silver buckle clinked against the tile floor. you swallowed as the heat in your core pooled. he kissed your neck softly as his hands worked at the buttons on his trousers. you missed the soft, warm feeling against your neck. your fingernails tugged at the bottom of his shirt as you groaned. your entire body was sensitive, your clit and nipples swollen. spencer slid off his trousers with a quick movement as his hands rode up your thighs to push your hospital gown up your legs to your hips. your breaths quickened, sliding out through your lips in fast and deep motions,

"are you sure?" spencer whispered against your neck as he slid off his boxers. you nodded eagerly. he kissed your collarbone, your skin tingling. he dragged just the tips of his fingers along your bare skin. you shivered against his touch as you let out a small whimper. he trailed his hands along your inner thigh, to your clit. he put pressure against your swollen clit with his thumb as he moved his finger in circles. you clenched your jaw as you held back any noise that might dare scape from your mouth. spencer kept the pressure on you, readjusting himself before slowly pushing his hips forward. the head of his dick pushed into you and you closed your eyes shut tight. he continued moving his hips forward as you let out a struggled groan as it crawled up your throat. he put his hand over your mouth,

"shhhh.." he whispered as he closed his eyes.

you guys eventually finished. he got dressed and laid with you for a little while. you both talked and laughed, just like the old days. you were both surprised by the door to your room swinging open unexpectedly. the curtain remained around your bed and you and spencer froze. shoes clicked across the floor as hotch hooked his finger around the edge of the curtain, pulling it back. spencer blushed and quickly sat up. he scooted away from you as you looked at hotch. a small, smug, grin pulled at hotch's mouth,

"had a feeling you'd be here, spencer. you're late for work." he blinked slowly. spencer nodded and pursed his lips. he rushed to his bag, slinging it over his arm. looking over his shoulder at you, hotch nodded at him. you looked at spencer and smiled, mouthing to him,

"go." 

spencer's lips twitched in a small smile back. hotch looked back at you, hovering over your bed,

"y/n." he said, a slight tone of concern in his voice. you nodded, 

"hm?" you asked with a slight raise of your eyebrows,

"as your supervisor, i heard about what happened with your baby-" hotch started. your palms started to sweat nervously.

did he know about you and spencer? 

well, he had to have now-

"i would just like to say, i'm very sorry for your loss. i hope your boyfriend is dealing with it alright." he nodded. you relaxed slightly. he didn't mention spencer at all,

"spencer's doing alright, correct? he's doing ok?" hotch raised an eyebrow. the same smirk he'd entered with was still plastered on his face. your body went rigid,

"e-excuse me?" you managed to squeak out. hotch chuckled,

....he was in a good mood....

"penelope told me everything. the rest of the team knows too. listen, i'm just gonna be nice here. i don't want you or spencer to get transferred. i'm gonna put in a good word to rossi and the board of directors." hotch nodded. you managed a fake smile back as he walked away. your blood boiled, thinking about the day penelope promised not to tell anyone about catching you in her office. you clenched your jaw, and with an angry sigh, you rolled onto your side.