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Beauty and the Genius Chapter 11

TITLE: Beauty and the Genius Chapter 11 PAIRING: Spencer/OC RATING: T CHAPTER: 11/? SUMMARY: When David Rossi joins the team, so does his daughter Gwendolyn. But what happens when she and the resident genius start developing feelings for each other? How will it affect Rossi and Reid’s team dynamic?

The team walked into the bullpen and Spencer immediately walked over to Gwen.

“Hey,” she said smiling at him. When she saw the look on his face, she knew something was wrong. “What happened, Spence?”

She didn’t know much about the case they had been sent on, only that it was in Chula Vista, California. She reached out and wrapped her hand around his.

“Can we go?” he asked, his voice just barely a whisper.

“Yeah.” Gwen grabbed her things and led him to the elevator.

Hotch stared at them as they left.

Rossi put a hand on his shoulder. “Gwen will take care of him.”

“I know.”

Gwen kept her hand on his back as Spencer just stared ahead.

“Can…can I stay at your place tonight? I…I don’t want to be alone.”

Gwen nodded and led him over to her car. They pulled up to Gwen’s apartment building, which was in a wealthy part of town.

Spencer had noticed this last time when he dropped her off, but now he got a good look.

The doorman opened the door and said, “Evening Miss Rossi.”

“Hey Karl,” she said, “This is my friend Spencer. He works with my father and I. You see him, you let him in. No matter what, okay?”

“Yes ma’am.”

She led them into the lobby and signed in at the front desk before leading him to the elevator.

Spencer was silent until they were inside Gwen’s apartment.

It was a two bedroom apartment with a fairly large kitchen and living room area. It was obvious Rossi wanted the best for his only child.

“Do you want some tea? Or coffee?” she asked him.

“I couldn’t talk him down.”

“What?”

“He killed him. I tried to stop him, but…” Spencer’s shoulders dropped and he started crying.

Gwen wrapped her arms around him and guided him to the couch. Spencer shook in her arms and Gwen did her best to comfort him.

Once Spencer was calm enough, he changed into his pajamas and settled into the guest bed. “Goodnight, Gwen.”

Gwen leaned down and kissed his head. “Bouna notte, Spencer.”

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When Spencer woke up in the morning, he panicked for a moment before he remembered where he was. He got dressed and grabbed his things.

He started for the front door when he heard, “You’re not sneaking off are you?” Spencer turned his head and saw Gwen sitting on the couch, a cup of coffee in her hand. “I…um…”

Gwen playfully rolled her eyes and said, “Sit down.”

Spencer walked over to her and sat down.

She handed him a cup of coffee. “Made it just the way you like it.”

“Thanks.” Spencer took a sip and found it was perfect. Clearly she watched him as much as he watched her.

“How did you sleep? Any nightmares?” she asked.

“No. Surprisingly.”

“Are you hungry? I make amazing eggs and hashbrowns.” Gwen got up, not waiting for his answer, and padded into the kitchen.

It was then that Spencer realized she was in nothing but a sleep shirt and short pajama shorts. He blushed and quickly looked away, reveling in the domesticity of it all. For a moment, Spencer could imagine this apartment being their apartment.

They’d wake up, make breakfast together, and then head to work.

“Hey dreamer, breakfast is ready.”

Spencer stood up and walked to the small kitchen table, where a plate of food was sitting.

Gwen watched with baited breath as he took a bite.

Spencer’s eyes closed and he let out a moan.

Gwen giggled, despite the fluttering in her stomach the sound caused. “I’m glad you like it.”

“This is amazing, Gwen.”

Gwen blushed and took a sip of her coffee. She dug into her own breakfast.

Gwen’s phone started ringing. “Good morning, papa. Yeah. We’ll head in.” Gwen blushed. “Yes. Me and Spencer. Okay. See you then.” Gwen hung up and groaned.

“Duty calls?” Spencer asked.

“Unfortunately. No case, but there’s a mountain of paperwork to be done.” Gwen grabbed Spencer’s plate and her own and threw them in the sink. “Make yourself another cup of coffee and I’ll go get ready.”

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Spencer and Gwen walked into the BAU and went to their respective desks.

“Well look at you, lover boy,” Morgan said.

“What are you talking about?” Spencer asked him.

“You left with Gwen last night and then turned up this morning in clothes you wore two days ago when we were on the case. Which means you didn’t go home last night.”

“I stayed at Gwen’s last night, but nothing happened.”

“Okay, okay.”

Spencer sat down and logged onto his computer, trying not to smile. This morning had been the most enjoyable morning he’d had in a long while. Gwen didn’t treat him with little kid gloves and she let him cry on her shoulder and confide in her. She was his best friend.

Rossi walked by his desk and patted him on the shoulder. He recognized the mug on Spencer’s desk as one he had given her for Christmas three years ago.

Time would only tell what would happen between the two of them.

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