New but maybe not so New

Chapter 42 |✔

I heard how someone cleared their throat behind me and I turned around, ready to scream and attack whoever sneaked up on me, but when my eyes met his puppy one's, I calmed myself down, furrowing my brows and linking my arms in front of my chest.
"

Spencer? What the hell are you doing here?"

He took a couple steps forward so I could take a look at him before scratching the back of his head. "I-I don't know, I ehm-I knocked on your apartment door and you didn't answer so I figured you would be up here."

"Why would you think I was on the rooftop? I've never told you-."

He interrupted me by taking another step forward, our two bodies only an inch apart. "Every time you feel bad or you don't know how to go on you always look up at the sky like there's something up there that reassures you and calms your mind."

I smiled, not even knowing that fact about myself, before looking up at him. "Why are you here?"

"I've al-already told you that-."

"You know, for a genius you act pretty dumb."
We looked at each other for a moment before chuckling, both of us brushing a piece of hair behind our ears simultaneously, which made me smile.

He exhaled, fiddling with his fingers. He was nervous.
"I-I spoke to Hotch."

I drew my eyebrows together, glancing up at him confused.
"About what?"

"I've been meaning to talk to you for a long time but I never had the courage to."
He smiled nervously, clearing his throat as I swallowed.
"When Ahston shot you, all I could think about was that I should've changed it. I should've protected you. And-."

"Spencer, there was nothing you could've done."

"Please, don't interrupt me. I'm not good at talking about feelings."
I smiled, nodding and waiting for him to continue as I grabbed his hand, trying to calm him down.

He exhaled again.
"Okay, ehm- Yeah, and when Maggie was poiting the gun at you, I just wanted you to run away, somewhere where you would be safe. And, even after you told me that you just wanted to be friends, I realised that I just want you to run into my arms, so I can keep you safe.
And I never want to let you go.

I've never felt this way, it's all new but I know I can't ignore it anymore. Ever since I've walked up on you in the library I couldn't stop thinking about you, and like you wrote in one of your books, 'On a basis of a psychological study, a crush lasts no more than 4 months. If it exceeds, you're already in love.'."

I smiled.
"Yeah, I remember that."

"And it has been almost a year now and nothing's changed. Every time I see a man looking at you, smiling or talking to you, I feel this urge to hug you and tell him off, or even punch him and normally I'm not really the 'punching'-guy."

We both chuckled as I nodded.
"You really aren't."

"Yeah, right? But as I saw Parker moving his hands around your body I almost snapped."

I bit my lip, smiling and taking a step closer, our bodies pressed awfully close against each other, my hands on his shoulders.
"And what did you talk about with Hotch?"

His eyes flickered from my lips to my eyes and back and forth.
It was awfully hot.
"He noticed, of course he did. And he told me that he would see what he could do but if it was up to him, he wouldn't have a problem with us, only if we keep concentrated on the cases, not only us. But he said that he doesn't worry about that because we apparently already proved that we are a great team and can work better together, than alone."

I swallowed. "So, what does that make us now?"

He cleared his throat, his eyes never leaving my face.
"More than just colleagues or friends, if you want to. If not, I can completely understand. On average, women may suffer less post-break-up, but from everything I've seen in my short life, I think I could handle a break-up. I don't want you to be together with me just because you feel sorry that-."

I interrupted him by taking a hold of the hem of his shirt, pulling it in my direction and pressing my lips to his.
My stomach bursted with happiness and our hearts were beating in sync as his arms fell around my waist, pulling me even closer.

The tension increased, as did the love and affection we felt toward each other. I had never been this happy in my entire life, finally being able to let loose and forget about my problems and worries and even keeping my dream job.

Everything was falling into place and I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Spencer and that I never wanted to leave his side.

We would work through every problem that the job and life would throw at us and we would solve it and get stronger and even more loyal than before.

I tried to catch my breathing as I pulled away for a short moment, looking him deeply in the eyes as he smiled, brushing a piece of hair behind my er before stroking me lovingly.
"I love you, Dr. Genevieve Weaver."

I bit my lip, smiling as bright as I could. The smile reminded me on my first day with the team, where I tried to smile as bright as JJ.
I think now I smiled even brighter.
"I love you, Dr. Spencer Reid."

♡~THE END~♡

Oh my god, i can't believe that it's over...

I've felt so many emotions throughout this book and reading your comments and I thank every single one of you for supporting this book! It means thw world to me!

Nothing's really over, yk? Not even criminal minds after the 15th season. It'll always live in our hearts. That's why I decided that this book shouldn't be over too!
The main story now has come to an end but I'd love to write criminal minds episodes with Genna in them!

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