CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED-SEVEN: YOU KNOW IT'S NOT THE SAME !

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        IT HAD BEEN TWO WEEKS SINCE STEPHEN'S FUNERAL. And as much as Casey tried with Spencer and as much they both tried, it became too much to handle on both ends. And believe me, they tried whatever they could to keep it together but they didn't get anywhere.

         Because the beginning of the two weeks were filled with arguments and trying to talk about the situation at hand and now the end of the two weeks were filled with Casey moving her things out of the apartment.

Spencer wasn't happy that Casey had decided to up and leave but Casey had made her decision. And when Casey made a decision, she stuck by it.

Spencer watched from the window of his wife moving the last box of her things out into the car. Spencer turns and sees the last thing she needs to get are her belongings that she could just put in the front seat with her. She locked her car up and headed upstairs back to the apartment.

When Casey went back upstairs, she turns to the box on the counter. "You finished getting all of your stuff?" He asked and Casey nods, "Yeah, just this."

She placed the box near the door and looked at Spencer. He looked down and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "What are we gonna tell Chris?" He asked.

Chris was currently staying over at Isaac's for the time being as Casey moved her things out of the apartment. "Well, uh, I was gonna tell him... tomorrow, but if-if you want to pick him up and tell him... you can."

Spencer had avoided looking his wife in the eyes and when he finally did, there were tears coming from his own eyes and his jaw quivered a bit, he hid away from her before turning back. He couldn't hold back the tears coming from his eyes. "This-This can't be happening, I mean—" He spoke, not being able to finish his sentence.

Casey couldn't help the tears spilling from her eyes but even as they threatened to spill, she quickly wiped them away. She had to be strong. "Then, how come it is?" She questioned, reminding him of why this had to happen.

There was nothing more Casey wanted to do than grab him and hold him and tell him she didn't want to leave but she knew she wouldn't be able to even leave the apartment if she did.

Casey began to turn towards the door but she felt Spencer grab her arm as gentle as he could make it. "Casey." He said. "Let go of me." Casey tells, not wanting to face him.

"Please just let me fix this. I'm sorry." Spencer sobbed. Casey turns to him finally, tears spilling down her face. "There's nothing for you to fix. Okay, there's nothing." She stated. "We just... don't understand each other anymore. And I can't be with somebody who doesn't understand."

Spencer didn't release his hold on her. "Please, Case, please, please don't- please don't leave me. Please. I need you." Spencer then got on his knees and held Casey. He held her by her waist and Casey felt the tears on her sweater.

Crying now, Casey had put a hand on his luscious locks that she would never touch again for a while and heard Spencer's mumbles about wanting to be better for her. That he could be.

"I can't..." Casey cried. "You're a complete stranger to me now." She said and Spencer shut his eyes tightly, knowing it was true. He was a different person now, a person Casey didn't marry.

And as much as Casey didn't want to leave, she knew that this was for the better. For herself, for Christopher and even for Spencer. He needed time to heal and Casey needed to give him that time.

Casey touched his shoulder and began to push him away. "I have to go." She tells, then wiping her eyes. Spencer looked up at her and realized that he had officially lost her. There was nothing he could do to make this better or to get her to stay. And he had to accept that. "Okay." He said.

Spencer stood up, wiping his eyes. Casey looked over as she grabbed her keys and pulled through the keychain. She grabbed Spencer's hands — hands she'd never touch again and put her key in his left hand and closed his hand in a fist. She grabbed his hand and kissed the back of it, tears falling down and she gave him one last look before grabbed the box off the ground and opening the front door.

Casey turned around to Spencer. "For what it's worth..." She spoke. "I'm sorry." Spencer nodded as he looked at the key in his hand. She then looked around the apartment.

Casey spent five nearly six years in this apartment. So many memories, some good and some bad. A lot of the memories good. She brought her son home here, she and Spencer first made love in this apartment. But then came the bad. Diana hitting Spencer, their big fight they had here, times when Spencer didn't come home after Gideon's death. And the fact that Lindsey Vaughn infiltrated the place. And it was time to let all of the memories go, the good and the bad.

"I'll see you at work." She said and Spencer softly nodded to her, not wanting to look at her.

With that, Casey left Unit 23 once and for all. She looked at the door and took a deep breath and walked towards the stairs. She walked down the steps and the apartment door disappeared from the corners of her eyes once and for all.

Back in the apartment, Spencer had walked into his now-solo bedroom and looked around. All of her things were gone. All of them. How was it that every trace of her was gone but it still smelt like her?

Spencer looked at the wall and had seen the frame of the post-it note they'd wrote on their wedding night. He took the frame down and looked down at it and sat down in the bed, remembering the day like it was yesterday.

         "Here..." He grabbed the post-it notes he was writing on and removed the one he was previously just jotting down. "We're gonna write our vows right here, on the spot, together."

     Casey crossed her arms. "On a post-it?"

"It's the only thing I had on me," Spencer shrugged. Casey shakes her head as she laughs. Spencer looks at Casey with loving eyes. Casey could swear that she could fall in love with him all over again with those loving doting eyes of his. "What do we wanna promise each other?" He asked and clicked his pen "Because I vow and promise to love you... forever and always," He wrote it down. "Through the bad and the good. What about you?"

Casey paused and sat right next to him since he had taken a seat on the arm of one of Rossi's seats. "No running out on each other," Casey told. "Even when it gets really really bad."

"No running..." Spencer writes down. "We listen to one another. Talk to each other when things get bad." Spencer knows he could learn a lot from that one and so can Casey. "That's a good one." She nods.

"I vow that we take care of each other even when we're old and smelly and senile." Casey told and Spencer writes that down and then pauses and debates on what he should say next.

"And if I get schizophrenia... and I forget who you are or freak out at you—" Casey grabs his hand. "I will remind you who I am, everyday." She assures. "And I will take care of you and remind you that you are loved always."

"I also vow that our love for each other doesn't overstep our love for Christopher." Casey tells. "He's the most important thing," Spencer nods. "This... is... forever." He signs the post-it. "Here. Sign."

"Sign?" Casey asks.

"So it's real and we remember the vows we made to one another." Spencer tells. "So this is basically a wedding before the actual wedding." Casey says as she signs the post-it.

Spencer sticks the post-it on Casey's notepad and he reminds himself to take it with him before they leave tonight. "And now I'm gonna kiss you because I've already seen you in your dress and this wedding is anything but normal anyway."

"I'd rather have anything but normal. Even with you." Casey tells as Spencer pulls Casey in for a passionate kiss, similar to the one he's about to give her in a few minutes. He pulls her in by her torso and one of his hands snakes towards her face as she runs a hand through his messy locks and smiles into the kiss.

         Spencer threw the frame across the wall out of anger and the fact that he let the woman he loved slip away. He sighed into his hands and let out a cry. He always ruined everything he touched and loved. He finally pushed Casey away too far that she was never going to come back to him. He lost her. And he knew why. He wouldn't marry himself either. Spencer Reid cried himself to sleep that night.

          Casey's drive wasn't that far. She had parked in the driveway and looked up at her new residence. The house handed down to her now that Leah was living with her boyfriend in DC. She was glad to keep the house and her siblings around, especially at a time like this.

           Casey had fallen in love with this house since the first time she'd seen it. Taking the keys that Leah had given to her, Casey unlocked the door to the new house and looked around. Her house. She owned it. Casey put the box she was holding down on the ground and smiled a bit to herself.

           Since it was around eleven o'clock, she decided she would unpack in the morning. After all, she had the time now that the team was taking a hiatus from cases for six weeks.

           And so, Casey Willows looked around her new home — a now single mother, who now knew that her life was never going to be the same... as it was.

and that's it folks🥲🥲
goodbye chapter will be coming up shortly <3
-mya </33333