Home coming was just the same as it was every year cheap lawn chairs, loud music set to the same pattern, all the jocks and popular kids hanging out on the dance floor while the outcasts watched from the side lines. Spencer turned to see Emily looking at him slowly drinking her punch as they sat at one of the tables. "Do you want to dance?" He offered.

"No, I'm not much of a dancer."

"Yeah... Me either... Look Em I'm sorry I dragged you along to this neither of us want to be here tonight..." Spencer sighed turning towards the dance floor. Will and JJ were out there dancing together and he was making her laugh...

Emily moved her hand over to rest on top of Spencer's. "No it's alright it's nice to have a friend and to get out of the house."

"Would it be bad if I asked if you wanted to go back?" Spencer replied with a slight smile at which Emily couldn't help but laugh at.

"I think their about to name homecoming queen so let's just wait a minute." He nods his head in response as the principal walks on stage.

"And this years homecoming king is... Derek Morgan!" Derek walks up the stage with a smile on his face as he takes the crown and places it on his head. "And homecoming queen is... Jennifer Jareau!" Everyone lets out a round of applause and a series of chants and whistles as JJ climbs on stage to get her crown. Derek lead JJ off the stage and onto the middle of the dance floor where they were supposed to have their dance together but instead Derek began swinging JJ widely around causing the two to fall into a fit of laughter. Not long after Spencer watched as Will walked between the two friends to ask JJ for a dance which she eagerly expected while Derek rushed into the crowed to pull Penelope onto the floor so they could dance together.

The brunette genius watched with intent as the New Orleans buff leaned down to kiss JJ... His JJ... "So ringworm are you ready to leave? We're walking and my place isn't far from here."

Spencer just nodded his head and headed out the door.

The house was an old Victorian home with three stories, the outside was white with Ivy growing up the front walls and a nine foot gate out front. "You life here?" Spencer breathed.

"I hate it but yeah." Emily said typing the pin into the gate. "I liked it better out in New Orleans there was a swampish thing outback so I just lived on the house boat my mom and Will Sr. Set up for me."

"At least you have your own room..." Spencer mumbled. He was thankful for the Jareau's no doubt about that they had done everything for him and it was his choice to room with Jennifer and Gillian, they offered him Max's room several times but he could never take it. But his home... The apartment where his mother lived was a one bedroom, one bathroom shoe box... And that wasn't why he often left Diana on the couch, he did so because it was easier for her to be near her books and in the dark rather than a bedroom that didn't make her feel safe.

The two walked through the house Emily giving him a quick tour not really stopping to explain anything. There were expensive vases and painting against the wall, the house still smelt brand new even with no unpacked boxes lying around. "And this is my room." Emily sighed pushing the painted white oak door open to reveal and white and lavender bedroom, a queen sized bed was pushed against the wall with a lavender bed lining, silky white curtains, a white dresser and matching vanity. No personalization, no posters or CDs just a bed and dresser... Just a place to sleep and dress.

"Wow" Spencer let slip out. Emily gave him a quick glance before walking into the room. "I'm sorry Em I just... I didn't picture your room like this... Not that I was picturing your room or anything! It's just its so..."

"Boring?" She finished, "yeah I know but my mother chose this." Spencer walked the rest of the way in then say on the bed it was very soft. "Do you mind unzipping me?" Emily asked turning around.

He stood up walking slowly over to her. "Uh s-sure...." Slowly he pulled the zipper down to reveal Emily's bare back.

Next the raven haired girl walked to her vanity where a black silk robe lay she placed in in before shimmying the dress off of her body. "Thanks."

"Y-yeah no problem..." Emily took his hand dragging him over to her bed where they lay together in silence.

Suddenly Emily popped up on her elbow turning to look at her new friend. "Have you ever done it before?" Not an ounce of embarrassment showed on her face.

Spencer quickly went red. "What?"

"Have you ever you know, had sex before?"

"...no..."

"Do you want to?"

Spencer was just starting at the women in front of him, was she really offering this? "Why?"

Emily rolled her eyes before leaning closer to him. "It's a simple yes or no question."

"Yes..."

"Okay then." Emily's black finger nailed hand came up to rest on his soft cheek before she leaned up to give him a soft kiss on the lips.