My Whole Life Waiting For You

"Spence, honey, we're going to be late!" You shouted across the bedroom as you frantically searched for your missing earring. Sure, it was ironic for you to be telling him off about lateness when you'd been the one spending half an hour curling your hair.

Puzzled, you walked into the front room and tried to retrace your steps from the last time you'd worn the silver hoops Spencer had bought you for Christmas. "Aha!" An idea struck. You remembered a particularly enjoyable evening where you'd barely made it through the front door before your activities had started. You crouched down on the floor and stretched a hand out under the sofa until it reached the cool metal. "There you are!" you exclaimed, pushing yourself up to stand as you fastened the missing earring securely in place.

You almost gasped to see Spencer stood right behind you. He had an eerie way of walking around your apartment undetected, never making a sound. "God honey you scared the crap out of me," you laughed, raising one eyebrow. Spencer didn't react, slipping a hand into the pocket of his tweed jacket. That was odd. He normally loved teasing you when he scared you, and nearly always refers to that time you spilled a whole glass of juice all over your face when he jumped up from behind the sofa wearing a scream mask.

The silence was not like him at all.

"Are you ready to go?" he said softly. There was a hint of nervousness in his voice that only you would be able to detect. You couldn't figure out why, but didn't want to bring it up if he wasn't going to.

Nodding, you reached out to grab your leather jacket from the back of the sofa and slipped it over your shoulders before following him out of your front door. Spencer always drove to these group dinners, mainly because he preferred to stay sober and you normally tried to drink Prentiss under the table whenever you were together. Of course, she always outdrank you.

The car ride was oddly silent. Your favourite radio station was playing and you hummed along to some of the songs. It was really hard not to stare at Spencer, not to ask him if there was any issues. You looked across at him in the driving seat a few times but his eyes were firmly fixed on the road ahead. There were no quips or comments about street names, car types, or any of the usual things he would talk to you about when you went driving. You noticed his hands were firmly gripped on the steering wheel and his face was flushed. Something was up, you just didn't know what.

When you arrived at Rossi's, you noticed that all the other cars were already outside. The air was chilly as you stepped out of the car and an involuntary shudder moved through your body. Spencer was quick by your side and wrapped his arm around your shoulder as you went up to knock on the door.

It was Penelope who answered, a grin beaming from ear to ear as she saw who it was. "My sweet genius lovebirds! C'mon in. Emily's convinced Dave to open the good stuff," She winked and stepped aside.

You quickly hung up your jacket and walked into the dining space where all your friends gathered. Sure enough, everyone was being handed a glass of red wine. You didn't even want to know what year the bottle was from, or how much it had cost. Spencer placed a delicate hand on the small of your back and leaned in to speak to you. "Just going to speak to Rossi for a bit, save me a seat at dinner?" Before you had chance to reply he'd made his way across the room. You watched curiously as Dave nodded at him, as if knowing what he wanted, and they both disappeared into the kitchen and shut the door behind them.

It took you a second of confusion before you were able to engage with the people in front of you. You walked over to where Emily and JJ were stood caressing their glasses and smiling. JJ passed you a glass as you walked over, and you took a sip as you joined in their conversation.

"Where's the dashing Reid tonight, y/n?" Emily asked. You quickly glanced around the room but saw he hadn't come back.

"I don't know, he's been acting kinda funny today," you shrugged, taking another sip of your drink. JJ reached out and put a comforting hand on your shoulder.