Pretty Boy

Chapter 3

Spencer's POV
"My office, now!" Hotch grabbed my arm and took me like he said.
He slammed the door, which I expected he would be on edge. We just stood in silence for a while until he started.
"Who else have you told other than us?"
"No one Hotch."
"What do you expect us to do in this situation?"
"You don't have to do anything, I'm going to turn myself in."
"No." I was surprised by his answer. Hotch is very strict by the rules and usually goes by them. But fortunately when it comes to his family he bends them often. He takes me back to the rest of the team. Everyone was still in the same place as they were before, except Garcia had come back with a clearer picture of the chess piece.
"So what are we going to do?" Garcia asks. Garcia was the only one who looked at me like a friend and not an... alien. I was glad because I don't think I would've been able to stand it if she did.
"He's going to turn himself in." Rossi says. Even though I said I would I didn't expect him to feel the same.
"I-uh I was planning to."
"When you do we will not stop fighting until you are proven innocent."
"Rossi, you don't understand, I did this, I remember doing this, I can't just roam around pretending like I didn't." I look at JJ and she has tears running down her face. She doesn't cry often but when she does I know she's truly hurting. I walk over to her.
"JJ I'm so-." She runs out of the room.
JJ's POV
I can barely breath through my sobs. My best friend just confessed to murder and now he wants to turn himself in. Of course he does. He's Spencer Reid. Always has to do the right thing. I know it's stupid of me to be angry because it is the right thing, but what if we can't get him out of this. He'll be in prison for the rest of his life and I could loose a piece of my family, my heart.
"JJ" I turn around to see Emily.
"It's going to be okay, we'll figure something out, we always do."
"How? He just confessed to murder! There's no way he'll come out of this a free man."
"Look, he may have to be locked up for a little while, but we will find a way. He is our family and we will not rest until we clear his name." I have doubts I don't even know if we should even be doing this considering that he murdered an innocent women,but I can't imagine loosing him. I cleared my throat. "Okay lets go back they need us." I clean myself up and walk back to the conference room. Spence looks at me with guilt. I know how he's probably feeling right now so I go over and give him a long tight hug. I can feel him loosen up and relax a little more. I pull away and look into his soft hazel eyes.
"We will figure this out I promise."
Spencer's POV
I smile at JJ and clear my throat. She sits at the round table, taking what seems like her first breath in a while.
"I'm going to talk to my mom before I turn myself in, I need to ask her a few questions about... her experience with um, schizophrenia."
"Reid you don't know for sure that's what this is." I look at Morgan knowing he doesn't really believe that, he just doesn't want to believe it. He nods, I grab my things and make a last minute flight to Las Vegas.
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I approach my mother in her usual spot by the window. She was reading her favorite author Margery Kempe.
"Hey mom." I smile and she looks up at me in shock. I haven't visited her in a while. I know I should more often but sometimes it's hard to see her like this.
"Spencer! You look so thin honey, have you been eating?" I sigh at her usual reaction to my appearance and sit next to her.
"Mom, can I ask you some questions?"
"Sure honey, what about?"
" I was just wondering more about the early stages of, well schizophrenia, and I wanted to ask you if you remember anything about yours."
"Oh Spencer, you already know everything there is to know about schizophrenia." She puts her hand on my cheek to comfort me, as if she were trying to ask me to let this go, but I need to know more.
"Yeah I know, but everyone's experience is different and I just want to know yours."
"Alright." She agrees.
"Ok, um, did you ever loose track of time? Or recall memories and not know exactly when they happened?" She looked at me funny, like she was trying to read my thoughts or already knew them.
"These are really specific questions, is there anything you want to tell me."
"No." I say a little to quickly.
"Don't lie to me Spencer. You're having blackouts aren't you." She says.
"How did you know?"
"A mother knows. There's no way to explain it, we just know." I slightly smile.
"Mom, I'm sorry."
"For what?" Now that I know I will be put away because of my schizophrenia I feel even worse for doing the same to her.
"For putting you in here." Tears began to fill my eyes and I finally let them fall.
"Spencer, I've forgiven you for a long time now. I know why you did it and I'm better off here, you knew I needed help before I did." She smiles and I gave her a tight hug. I didn't want to leave her but I had to go. As if she read my mind she says,
"You've got to go don't you."
"Yes mom, I love you."
"I love you too."
A mother knows.