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 You laughed and smiled at something your boyfriend said as you hung on his arm while the two of you walked down a hotel hallway. The BAU was finishing up a case and had given you and Spencer time off to rest since the two of you had been up for almost two days working the case and staking out the latest victims family in case the killer returned. But thanks to Luke and Rossi, the criminal was apprehended and placed in the county police station for questioning, leaving the rest of the crew to rest and relax for a few hours.

But Spencer was far from relaxed at the moment. As he joked around with you, loving the sound of your laughter in the tight halls, he was busy planning. You two have been dating for almost a whole year and he couldn't be happier. He knew the first day he met you that you were going to be something special to him.

At the time, you were just a simple paper pusher at the BAU and he could tell you were hating it. But it took experience and a lot of patience to become a field agent. You were willing to do whatever it took to be out in the working field. And that included offering yourself up as a hostage when the BAU experienced a large attack. Spencer had always admired you, but that day he knew he loved you considering the immense amount of fear he felt and the large urge he had to punch every one of the masked men seeing you get dragged away.

Obviously, everything worked out and you were reprimanded harshly. The next week you were given a simple field case and within the month you were assigned with the core BAU as a tactical officer and negotiator. It didn't take you very long to become a part of the BAU field force family.

Except with Spencer. He made it a point to make sure you knew he saw you as little more than 'family'. And you welcomed it with shy smiles and lingering looks. It was only a matter of time until you were sanctioned as boyfriend and girlfriend. Of course, Penelope encouraged it and Luke pretended to be jealous to keep Spencer on his toes. Rossi teased mercilessly while JJ and Emily played your big sisters.

A month later Spencer asked you out and you said yes. That was the happiest day of his life.

Looking down at you, Spencer smiled, feeling the lump in his pocket.

Well, soon to be the second happiest day of his life. Depending on your answer of course.

You looked up at Spencer's sweet face and smiled wide. "So, what do you have planned for your day off?"

Spencer stopped the both of you at his hotel door, leaning against it as he fished for his key card. "I was about to ask you the same thing. I hear they just caught a killer around here. It would be unwise for you to be alone."

You snickered. "Excuse me, sir, I happen to have a boyfriend."

Intrigued by your answer, Spencer smiled, his keycard left forgotten in his hand and the nice setup dinner inside his room left waiting as he straightend. "And do you love this boyfriend?"

You took a small step forward. "Very much."

"Pity. You have such beautiful eyes."

You giggled, glancing down at his lips before taking another small step closer. "Careful my boyfriend might hear you and think you were flirting with me and feel inclined to beat you up."

Spencer raised a brow and nearly snorted. "Your boyfriend beats people up? I wasn't aware of that."

"One time he almost beat up a whole gang of criminals because they took me hostage. You should be very afraid." You winked.

"I thought you preferred...softer men."

You shrugged a shoulder, smirking. "Sometimes."

"What about dinner making men?"

You bit your lip and pretended to think. "My boyfriend cooks? I wasn't aware of that."

Spencer smirked, whispering your name as his lips drew closer to yours. But right before he could taste your smiling sweetness there was a loud crash and the neighboring door swung open revealing Luke all disheveled and wild-eyed. You took a step back and furrowed your brows, a hand on spencers arm.

"Everything alright, Luke?"

He looked between you and Spencer as he spoke quickly. "The station. The others. There was an explosion in the holding cell where they put the unsub. The whole place is in flames."

Spencer jammed his key card back in his pocket and took your hand. "We have to get the others."

Luke nodded. "So far they are all fine but there are still some people stuck in the debris."

You shook your head as you made sure your gun was loaded. "We need to start searching these unsubs a little more carefully."

The three of you started running out of the hotel and took off to the station, or what was left of it. Smoke, fire, and debris greeted the three of you as you pulled up to it. Spencer squeezed your hand and gave you a nod, of which you returned before the both of you rushed into the fray looking for those that were in need of help.

All while dodging falling ceiling and pockets of flames, you would keep an eye on Spencer. His words in the hallway echoed in your ears.

"I thought you preferred softer men."

The man picking up a limping officer was the softest and strongest man you had ever met. Except for maybe Hotch. But the stern, uncle-like, friend didn't make your heart skip everytime he entered the room. When you were with Spencer you felt safe. Just looking at him made you want to giggle, shiver, smile, run, fly, and cry all at the same time.

You loved Spencer Reid.

Kissing him was like being transported to Neverland where you never had to grow up. Being in his arms trumped any blanket on the planet. Seeing him smile and hearing him laugh gave you a reason to wake up in the morning and sip down the street.

And you never wanted to be parted from him. You never wanted to wonder what he was doing alone in the evenings. You never wanted to wake up alone again. You never wanted to see him struggle alone. You wanted to be with him forever and for him to have someone to lean on when he felt especially 'soft'.

What if he had been here when the bomb went off?

You shook your head and chuckled to yourself as you helped an officer out from under a fallen desk, trying to ignore the idea that popped into your head. You weren't sure Spencer would welcome the sudden and unreserved question you were mulling around in your head.

A doused building, several soot-smudged faces, and two hours later almost everyone was pulled out of the wreckage. Three guards died and seven officers were injured. The unsub was obliterated. Thankfully none of the BAU crew were too badly injured.

You cradled a sprained wrist as you sat at the back of an ambulance. You watched as the firemen finished packing up when you felt someone come up to you. You looked over and smiled when you recognized his older, comfier clothes.

Spencer sat down next to you, taking your injured arm between his hands and gently feeling it around. "Are you alright?"

You nodded, tucking some hair behind your ear. "It's just sprained," you took in a hissing breath as he it the spot that hurt, "What about you? You okay?" You reached up and wiped some soot off his shoulder.

Spencer smiled, turning behind him a bit to grab some wrapping tape and began wrapping your wrist. "Yeah, I'm okay. I'm just glad we weren't around here when this happened."

You looked around, nodding. "Yeah. Definitely got me thinking."

Spencer finished up, tucking your arm in your lap before reaching up and stroking away a smudge of soot from your cheek. "Traumatizing experiences or disasters usually do that to people."

You smiled softly, turning to him fully and scooting closer. "Yes, but I don't think everyone wants to propose after an explosion."

Spencer blinked. "What?" His voice was quiet and his eyes searched your face as your soft smile turned into a blinding grin.

"Marry me, Spencer Reid."

The two of you didn't notice the movement of the people around you stop at the sound of your declaration. Spencer took a breath then let out a deep laugh. You were taken aback thinking he was laughing at you. But when he reached into his pocket and pulled out a little wooden box your good hand flew to your mouth.

Spencer opened the box and leaned forward on his elbows propped on his leg. A beautiful ring sparkled up at you through the tears brimming in your eyes. Spencer smiled as he continued to chuckle softly.

"Great minds think alike, as they say."

You blinked and wiped away your tears, letting out a breath. "You serious?"

The man you didn't know you could love more nodded as he took the ring out and gently slid it on your finger. "Completly. I even had a dinner planned and everything."

You let out a laugh. "You actually cooked dinner." You hiccuped as you smiled wetly, looking down at your jeweled hand. "So I take that as a yes?"

Spencer leaned forward and smiled. "I would love to marry you (Y/n)."

You let out a whoop and kissed him. A bunch of cheering and clapping erupted making the two of you jump then start smiling and laughing as you leaning into each other. You sighed and smiled as you looked around, your eyes widening as you saw Rossi and Luke exchange money. JJ and Emily crowded you to look at the ring, Penelope's face popping up on one of their phones. It didn't take long for everyone else to come by and give their congratulations. 

But you were tired and your wrist was hurting. And honestly, you just wanted to relax with your fiance.

Fiance. You and Spencer were engaged. And it was you who asked.

You were smiling like a fool as you felt an arm wrap around your middle, slowly pulling you away from the crowd. Spencer's voice sounded quietly in your ear.

"I love you."

You were on cloud nine and didn't take much notice to Rossi and the gang parting the sea of people to help you and Spencer leave. You came back to earth when you entered spencer's room and smelled the lingering scent of dinner.

Soecner shut the door and you immediately pounced, pushing him against the back of the door. You wrapped your arms around him and smiled.

"I love you too."

Then you kissed him most thoroughly. Spencer was shocked but quickly recovered, holding you to him as he returned his feelings. Dinner wasn't touched but you slept soundly that night, full on warmth and love.