Spencer X Reader (part 2)

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She points to Spencer.

Your heart sinks, he's awake. His eyes are open and the tube is gone, "Spencer?" you say with tears through your eyes.

The nurse says she'll give you some privacy.

You walk over to him and sit on the side of his bed. He looks exhausted, he can barely hold his eyes open, "y/n?" He whispers your name as a tear rushes down your cheek. You put your hand on his cheek.

You are entirely grateful that Spencer woke up and that he's okay. You couldn't imagine a life without him or a life where he didn't remember you. You take a breath and try to stop shaking as much as you are. He puts his hand on yours.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"No, I didn't. I'm sorry," Spencer reaches for your hand.

"No, I'm sorry. I never should've kicked you out, I should've gotten you help."

"Where are the kids?"

"They are at home with my mom. I didn't want to tell them," you start crying, "I thought I lost you, Spencer."

You can see a tear on his face, "I'm so sorry."

"That doesn't matter now. We'll get you some help."

The doctor walks in and smiles at you two, "welcome back, Spencer. So your story concurs and all I can say is that he needs to be in the hospital a little longer. After I release him, I would recommend rehab."

"How much longer will it be?"

"Just a couple of days."

"Are there any long-term consequences that I should worry about?"

"Only withdrawal symptoms."

"Okay, thank you."

The doctor nods and walks out.

You turn to look at Spencer, "Do you want me to call Hotch and tell him?"

"Yeah," he looks at you with puppy dog eyes. You can tell he feels bad for what he did, you know he loves you and he didn't mean any harm.

You don't want him to feel bad, you just want him to be okay again. You want everything to go back to normal. You know its not your fault but you can't stop thinking that you could've prevented this entire situation if you just didn't kick him out.

"Spencer.."

"Yeah?" his voice is so soft and sad.

"I'm so sorry, I never meant for it to be like this."

"Y/n, it's not your fault"

"I never should've kicked you out. I could've prevented this stuff if we just talked about it. I'm so so sorry."

"Baby," he puts his hand that doesn't have an IV hooked up to it on your cheek, "this was not your fault, okay?"

You nod at him while trying not to cry.

You reach up to hug him but you make sure to be gentle, he takes his hand and wraps it around you so tight. You give him a long passionate kiss as he maintains the hugs.

"I can't lose you again."

"You won't, I'm here to stay."

You pull away from the hug and sniff, "I'm gonna call Hotch and my mom," you walk out the room and into the hallway.

You pull out your phone and call your mom, she picks up after a couple of rings.

"Hey, sweetie."

"He's awake."

"Oh my god, sweetheart. Is he okay?"

"He's okay, he remembers me."

"That's awesome."

You explain to her everything and that he's going to need to stay a couple of days. Before you hang up, you tell her that you need to call Hotch. You ask her if she'll watch the kids for a couple of days.

She says yes as usual.

You select the contact of Hotch's in your phone.

He answers rather quickly, you explain the situation to him. He shows genuine concern.

He tells you that you and him should take a week off of work so that he can get over withdrawal and all of the shit that has happened. You thank him.

You hang up and go back into the room.

A couple days later..

You wake up in the chair with a hospital blanket over you. You and Spencer were excited to go home and see the kids.

Your mom lied and told them that we had a longer trip for work this week and we'll be home for a couple of days the next week.

The doctor does an examination of Spencer. He checks his sensed and runs a couple of more tests.

He tells you that everything is good.

Spencer's withdrawal symptoms have went away and he can think clearly. Everything for him is fine. Spencer convinced you that he doesn't need to go to rehab because he hasn't relapsed before.

Spencer was really upset about relapsing because he had been clean for so long.

But you reassured him that you two would get through all this together.

After the doctor examined him, he gave him discharge papers for him to sign. While we were waiting for the paper, you already packed both of your clothes and chargers, etc.

After he signed them and the doctor came back to collect, he said we were free to go.

You walked with him out of the hospital.

You made it into the car and started driving home. Spencer grabs your hand and holds it while you drive. You finally get back to the house. Your mom runs out of the house and hugs Spencer, then hugs you.

The kids run out of the door and hug you guys too. "Hey, I missed you guys," Spencer kneels down to hug the kids.

You thank your mom for watching the kids and she leaves. You all go inside, you tell the kids to go do their homework while you help Spencer get settled back into the house.

You put all of the clothes in the laundry bin while Spencer takes a quick shower.

You hear buzzing noise and assume its your phone, so you look for it. You look all around and see a phone in the back pocket of Spencer's pants that are sitting in the laundry bin.

You grab it, it's an unknown number.