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Masterlist

Ouran highschool host club!

Patience | Kyoya ootori x reader series Luxury of care | Kyoya ootori x reader

Criminal minds

Can't pretend | Spencer reid x reader series To have and to hold / Spencer Reid x Secretwife!FBI!Reader series

Percy Jackson and the olympians

Against all odds | Luke Castellan x reader series

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To have and to hold chapter six: s*x, birth, death

➼ pairing: Spencer reid x SecretWife!FBI!Reader ➼ summary: Gideon calls you into work ➼ what to expect: ➼ warnings: Angst, mentions of events of 2x11 'S*x, birth, death*, discussions about schizophrenia ➼ Chapter Five / Chapter six

"You're Dr Reid"

"I'm sorry, do I know you?"

"I just know what you do"

"Okay?" Spencer is almost on auto pilot in the conversation, only just now catching up and processing the interaction "Look, i saw you at georgetown a few weeks ago, you gave a lecture on sexual sadism and how you helped catch the Mill Creek Killer in St. Louis"

"Uh... not much of a public speaker"

"I don't know I thought you seemed cool."

"You look kind of young to go to georgetown."

"I'm a Junior at Northwest High school"

"And you just go to lectures on anger-excitation for fun?"

"I don't have a lot of friends"

"So you're interested in profiling?"

"Yeah I mean, I read a lot, you know...true crime, like graphic novels mostly, they're all about whether there's such a thing as evil or like nature vs nurture, all that. So I figured it'd be smart to hear it from an expert. So you said a lot of them killed prostitutes?"

"That's the number one serial killer target actually"

"Is that for sex or because they think they're dirty and they need to be punished?" spencer is used to discussing morbid topics out in the open given his job but even he felt a bit strange in this conversation, in the middle of a public subway station with a teenager.

"Were you waiting here for me?"

The boy looks down "What would it mean if somebody were stabbing them and cutting off their hair?"

"I've never heard of a case like that" Or at least he hadn't recently, there's been plenty but something in the back of his mind telling him that he shouldn't feed into this. "Do you want to go to the BAU with me and maybe talk to some of my other team members?"

"Actually I have to get to school" he tries to walk off

"Give me your name and number and I'll call you and..." The boy get's lost in the crowd, unable for spencer to follow him. Instead he franctically launches himself back towards the BAU.

"JJ, who's your contact at the DC police?"

"Victor Barnes, why? You need me to call him?"

Spencer picks up the phone "Hi, detective Barnes please?"

"What's wrong?" Gideon wanders over. "We need to get that to everyone as soon as possible" he nods to the notebook he's been scrawling in.

"Hi detective Barnes this is Special Agent Dr Spencer Reid of the behavioural analysis unit at quantico, have you had any recent murders involving prostitutes, maybe just Jane Does? They would've been stabbed to death and their hair would've been cut off by the killer"

"When was the most recent victim?... I'll explain when i see you, I'll meet you in half an hour"

"What's going on?"

"DC may have a serial killer, and I think I just let him get away"

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Chapter six: Sex, birth, death

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You expect a call from spencer about this time of day, you're at home doing paperwork, Charlotte sat reading some books nearby. When your phone rings, your shocked to see it's gideon and not spencer.

"Hi Jason is everything okay?"

"Yes, yes everything is fine, sorry to bother you y/n but we have a... strange case and... well I think that Reid has gotten in his head about it... I think he may have left something at home, if you're available" You know what he means, spencer will not be happy if he thinks Gideon asks you to come in to check on him like you're his mother. It has to be your idea.

"Alright, I'll... find something, I just need to drop Lottie off with the nanny"

You have to admit that what you end up landing on is not the best excuse for you to come out to quantico for but it does help that you also work in the building.

Gideon is at the lifts when you get there "What's up Jason?"

"Well...we have a kid with probable sadistic tendencies that Reid bumped into in the subway that is asking for us to help him stop from killing" Your brows raise in shock at the answer "Gees, that's... quite the case study"

"Reid thinks he's responsible for the kid"

Ah.

"I see..." as you trail off you spot Spencer stepping out of the conference room with morgan and a teenage boy with curly hair. "Wait... is that the kid?"

"Yes, why?"

You sigh "I think i know what this is about" Gideon looks back to you in question "He looks like spencer did when we were in highschool just... older"

The kid is escorted into a different room, for detainment or evaluation you don't know. Spencer spots you from across the bullpen, brows furrowing at your presence as he approaches you two. "hi, is everything okay, is Charlotte okay?"

In all fairness you should have considered that you only show up at the BAU during emergencies "She's fine, we're fine, I just was on my way in to drop off some paper work and noticed that somehow I ended up with your glasses so I thought I'd stop by"

"Okay... thanks" he accepts them, mildly confused as he's convinced that he left them on your bedside table this morning. "Excuse me" Gideon walks away.

"He called you didn't he?"

"What?"

"Y/n."

You sigh "Yes... and I'm glad he did... that kid-"

"His name is nathan"

"You can't project yourself onto him spencer"

"Is that what you think I'm doing"

"On a first glance yes-"

"On a first glance, you don't know anything about this case"

"I don't need to I know you" You huff, dragging him to a quieter area of the BAU "ignoring that he looks close enough like you, you get snappy when you're defensive like this not to mention you're a fixer, if a kid approaches you for help to stop killing you cannot help yourself which is a good thing, it is, but you cannot personalise it"

spencer huffs, biting the inside of his cheek as he avoids an eyeroll "What do you think is up with him? Nathan?"

"... Gideon reckons that it's not an if he kills its a when... but... I can't believe that's true he wants help, he doesn't want to do anything bad-"

"You and I both know that sometimes its not enough, but its good that he sought out help before he did anything because something can be done-"

"Yeah lock him up what good is that going to do him"

"Spencer."

"Y/n."

"Psychopatic impulses is not schizophrenia"

"who said anything about schizophrenia?"

You give him an unimpressed look "You know why I bring it up, I'm not doing this to be mean spencer, I worry, if you make this personal you are going to set yourself up for heartbreak"

He doesn't say anything just walking away.

You sigh, you hate fighting with him, but you also hate watching him get himself into states like this.

"I told him the same thing you know?" Garcia appears out of seemingly nowhere, clearly eavesdropping on the conversation either conciously or not. "I was hoping you would be able to get through to him"

You shake your head "There is no getting through to him, he just closes up the more you try, he was like this with..."

"With?"

"Spencer thinks that by not curing schizophronia he has both failed his mother and himself... it's hereditary... his biggest fear is an impending illness one day coming for him... I think this was always going to be personal for him"

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Come midnight you're still up, pacing the living room. When spencer does come him the door shuts a little harder than usual, not quite a slam given the sleeping toddler but enough to feel it in your spine.

You don't say anything to eachother at first, just a deadeyed, exhausted stare, a pang in your chest at his exhaustion.

"Nathan wasn't the unsub we were looking for..."

You nod, trying to muster up a smile to little success "That is good"

"I... I think he'll be alright" You nod, quietly stepping closer to him, taking off his glasses and putting them to the side. "Are you alright?"

Something visibly cracks in him at the question, stubborness burning out into exhaustion. Your pout slightly at the sight, pushing back some of his hair "It's okay not to be... I... I was blunt earlier I shouldn't have brought it up-"

"You're right."

All other words die at your lips, hands ultimately falling to rest on his shoulders. "I have to believe that nothing is inevitable"

"they are two, very different situations"

"They're similar enough"

"No they're not, one's an genetic impulse one is an illness"

"You don't see-"

"I'm trying to, spencer, i really am..."

"I know, I know..." His eyes squeeze shut, forehead resting against yours. "I am terrified... terrified that there will be a day that I don't recognise you, or charlotte."

You say nothing, you want to say everything, that it will be okay, that it's all in his head, or just I love you, but everything feels wrong, and it becomes muddles which melt into your silence, all you can do is hold him tighter in hopes that it tells him that you're not going anywhere.

Which made it so much harder when he got a frantic phone call later that night from Nathan.

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To have and to hold chapter six: s*x, birth, death

➼ pairing: Spencer reid x SecretWife!FBI!Reader ➼ summary: Gideon calls you into work ➼ what to expect: ➼ warnings: Angst, mentions of events of 2x11 'S*x, birth, death*, discussions about schizophrenia ➼ Chapter Five / Chapter six

"You're Dr Reid"

"I'm sorry, do I know you?"

"I just know what you do"

"Okay?" Spencer is almost on auto pilot in the conversation, only just now catching up and processing the interaction "Look, i saw you at georgetown a few weeks ago, you gave a lecture on sexual sadism and how you helped catch the Mill Creek Killer in St. Louis"

"Uh... not much of a public speaker"

"I don't know I thought you seemed cool."

"You look kind of young to go to georgetown."

"I'm a Junior at Northwest High school"

"And you just go to lectures on anger-excitation for fun?"

"I don't have a lot of friends"

"So you're interested in profiling?"

"Yeah I mean, I read a lot, you know...true crime, like graphic novels mostly, they're all about whether there's such a thing as evil or like nature vs nurture, all that. So I figured it'd be smart to hear it from an expert. So you said a lot of them killed prostitutes?"

"That's the number one serial killer target actually"

"Is that for sex or because they think they're dirty and they need to be punished?" spencer is used to discussing morbid topics out in the open given his job but even he felt a bit strange in this conversation, in the middle of a public subway station with a teenager.

"Were you waiting here for me?"

The boy looks down "What would it mean if somebody were stabbing them and cutting off their hair?"

"I've never heard of a case like that" Or at least he hadn't recently, there's been plenty but something in the back of his mind telling him that he shouldn't feed into this. "Do you want to go to the BAU with me and maybe talk to some of my other team members?"

"Actually I have to get to school" he tries to walk off

"Give me your name and number and I'll call you and..." The boy get's lost in the crowd, unable for spencer to follow him. Instead he franctically launches himself back towards the BAU.

"JJ, who's your contact at the DC police?"

"Victor Barnes, why? You need me to call him?"

Spencer picks up the phone "Hi, detective Barnes please?"

"What's wrong?" Gideon wanders over. "We need to get that to everyone as soon as possible" he nods to the notebook he's been scrawling in.

"Hi detective Barnes this is Special Agent Dr Spencer Reid of the behavioural analysis unit at quantico, have you had any recent murders involving prostitutes, maybe just Jane Does? They would've been stabbed to death and their hair would've been cut off by the killer"

"When was the most recent victim?... I'll explain when i see you, I'll meet you in half an hour"

"What's going on?"

"DC may have a serial killer, and I think I just let him get away"

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Chapter six: Sex, birth, death

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You expect a call from spencer about this time of day, you're at home doing paperwork, Charlotte sat reading some books nearby. When your phone rings, your shocked to see it's gideon and not spencer.

"Hi Jason is everything okay?"

"Yes, yes everything is fine, sorry to bother you y/n but we have a... strange case and... well I think that Reid has gotten in his head about it... I think he may have left something at home, if you're available" You know what he means, spencer will not be happy if he thinks Gideon asks you to come in to check on him like you're his mother. It has to be your idea.

"Alright, I'll... find something, I just need to drop Lottie off with the nanny"

You have to admit that what you end up landing on is not the best excuse for you to come out to quantico for but it does help that you also work in the building.

Gideon is at the lifts when you get there "What's up Jason?"

"Well...we have a kid with probable sadistic tendencies that Reid bumped into in the subway that is asking for us to help him stop from killing" Your brows raise in shock at the answer "Gees, that's... quite the case study"

"Reid thinks he's responsible for the kid"

Ah.

"I see..." as you trail off you spot Spencer stepping out of the conference room with morgan and a teenage boy with curly hair. "Wait... is that the kid?"

"Yes, why?"

You sigh "I think i know what this is about" Gideon looks back to you in question "He looks like spencer did when we were in highschool just... older"

The kid is escorted into a different room, for detainment or evaluation you don't know. Spencer spots you from across the bullpen, brows furrowing at your presence as he approaches you two. "hi, is everything okay, is Charlotte okay?"

In all fairness you should have considered that you only show up at the BAU during emergencies "She's fine, we're fine, I just was on my way in to drop off some paper work and noticed that somehow I ended up with your glasses so I thought I'd stop by"

"Okay... thanks" he accepts them, mildly confused as he's convinced that he left them on your bedside table this morning. "Excuse me" Gideon walks away.

"He called you didn't he?"

"What?"

"Y/n."

You sigh "Yes... and I'm glad he did... that kid-"

"His name is nathan"

"You can't project yourself onto him spencer"

"Is that what you think I'm doing"

"On a first glance yes-"

"On a first glance, you don't know anything about this case"

"I don't need to I know you" You huff, dragging him to a quieter area of the BAU "ignoring that he looks close enough like you, you get snappy when you're defensive like this not to mention you're a fixer, if a kid approaches you for help to stop killing you cannot help yourself which is a good thing, it is, but you cannot personalise it"

spencer huffs, biting the inside of his cheek as he avoids an eyeroll "What do you think is up with him? Nathan?"

"... Gideon reckons that it's not an if he kills its a when... but... I can't believe that's true he wants help, he doesn't want to do anything bad-"

"You and I both know that sometimes its not enough, but its good that he sought out help before he did anything because something can be done-"

"Yeah lock him up what good is that going to do him"

"Spencer."

"Y/n."

"Psychopatic impulses is not schizophrenia"

"who said anything about schizophrenia?"

You give him an unimpressed look "You know why I bring it up, I'm not doing this to be mean spencer, I worry, if you make this personal you are going to set yourself up for heartbreak"

He doesn't say anything just walking away.

You sigh, you hate fighting with him, but you also hate watching him get himself into states like this.

"I told him the same thing you know?" Garcia appears out of seemingly nowhere, clearly eavesdropping on the conversation either conciously or not. "I was hoping you would be able to get through to him"

You shake your head "There is no getting through to him, he just closes up the more you try, he was like this with..."

"With?"

"Spencer thinks that by not curing schizophronia he has both failed his mother and himself... it's hereditary... his biggest fear is an impending illness one day coming for him... I think this was always going to be personal for him"

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Come midnight you're still up, pacing the living room. When spencer does come him the door shuts a little harder than usual, not quite a slam given the sleeping toddler but enough to feel it in your spine.

You don't say anything to eachother at first, just a deadeyed, exhausted stare, a pang in your chest at his exhaustion.

"Nathan wasn't the unsub we were looking for..."

You nod, trying to muster up a smile to little success "That is good"

"I... I think he'll be alright" You nod, quietly stepping closer to him, taking off his glasses and putting them to the side. "Are you alright?"

Something visibly cracks in him at the question, stubborness burning out into exhaustion. Your pout slightly at the sight, pushing back some of his hair "It's okay not to be... I... I was blunt earlier I shouldn't have brought it up-"

"You're right."

All other words die at your lips, hands ultimately falling to rest on his shoulders. "I have to believe that nothing is inevitable"

"they are two, very different situations"

"They're similar enough"

"No they're not, one's an genetic impulse one is an illness"

"You don't see-"

"I'm trying to, spencer, i really am..."

"I know, I know..." His eyes squeeze shut, forehead resting against yours. "I am terrified... terrified that there will be a day that I don't recognise you, or charlotte."

You say nothing, you want to say everything, that it will be okay, that it's all in his head, or just I love you, but everything feels wrong, and it becomes muddles which melt into your silence, all you can do is hold him tighter in hopes that it tells him that you're not going anywhere.

Which made it so much harder when he got a frantic phone call later that night from Nathan.

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To have and to hold Chapter Five: The Last Word

➼ pairing: Spencer reid x SecretWife!FBI!Reader ➼ summary: Both of your coworkers meddle in your love lives ➼ what to expect: "All I'm saying is that you need to have some fun in your life! Get a man! Go on dates! you may stress out less that way" ➼ warnings:Mentions of events from 2x06 'The last word' ➼ Chapter four / Chapter six

You're on a case yourself when you get a call from Spencer "Hello?" you hesitate when going to press answer, your partner still not knowing who he is. "Hi Spencer what's up?" you awkwardly judge at their reaction, knowing that you're going to get questions when its over.

"Hey are you on a case right now?"

"Yes but I can talk"

"We have two unsubs operating in the same city sending messages to each other via classifieds I was just wondering if you had any thoughts?" You raise a brow at the question, he often tells you interesting things about cases after they close but he never actively calls you for opinions while on a case unless you had already been brought in to consult.

"I...sure have you looked into the submission type that paper accepts?"

"What do you mean?" he knows what you mean, which is the stranger thing of this call.

"Well not all classifieds are classified sometimes papers only accept submissions in person"

"Would any unsubs risk going in in person"

"If they're confident enough, anything interesting about the messages themselves?"

"They're calling themselves sunny and holden"

"Like the catcher in the rye?"

"Exactly"

"Sounds interesting... and like you have things handled"

"There's no harm in getting a second opinion"

"Mm, Goodnight spencer"

"Goodnight" your brows furrow at the strange call, placing the phone down. "Who was that?"

"Someone I met over at the BAU wanting a second opinion on a case" You shrug, in a way you are glad that spencer did call about a case because it makes this a lot easier excuse to make now.

Your partner, williams, looks at you unconvinced. "Really now?"

"Yes, you heard, I wouldn't be having a conversation like that with someone outside the buerau"

"You also wouldn't call someone random from the buerau by their first name"

"Alright he's a friend"

"Mm okay" a smirk betraying her, she leans back in her seat, going back to watching the building that you've been pain stakingly watching for the past few hours.

"What do you want from me here?"

"I just think that it's good that you finally have a guy"

"Aren't you jumping a little here?"

She shrugs "I don't think so"

"Sure..."

"All I'm saying is that you need to have some fun in your life! Get a man! Go on dates! you may stress out less that way" You didn't realise that you stress out this much.

"This is why we don't discuss my personal life, because you come out with stuff like this"

"Come on, when was the last time you had a date?"

You are about to laugh off the question until it crosses your mind.

When did you last have a date?

Of course you've never been on a first date in the way that normal people do, dates to you have never been about getting to know a potential partner just about existing with the one you already have.

That being said, when was your last date night?

And was there a possibilty the reason why you're apparently uptight is because it was before charlotte was born?

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Chapter Five: The Last Word

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You finally stumble into the apartment after your stakeout, checking to see if Charlotte is tucked in properly before sitting down on your bed, slipping off your heels, your phone burning a hole in your pocket.

You shouldn't call, out of anything you could bother him with it shouldn't be this.

That being said the next thing you know the phone is ringing. "Hello?"

God he sounds tired, which you're not surprised about considering that he is chasing two unsubs on this case. "Hey, how's the case going?"

"Well we've caught one unsub we're hoping to use that to lure out the other one, are you home now?"

"Yes just got in, Lottie's asleep"

"Were you on a case earlier?"

"On a stakeout yeah thats why I was being a bit more formal than usual... Williams said something though and it got me thinking"

"Hm?"

"When did we last go on a date?"

"What?"

"Because I was thinking about it and unless my memory isn't what it used to be I think the last one was December 6th 2003 at that outdoor theatre"

There's a momentary pause over the other side of the phone.

"That... is also the last to my recollection also, not counting nights in... what were you talking about where this came up?"

"She thought that we were having a fling because I called you spencer"

"She's not fully wrong"

"Yes but she doesn't need to know that" you mutter back in amusement.

"Not the end of the world though, it doesn't sound like she's anywhere close to finding out the truth"

"yeah i'm not worried about that..."

"But you're worried about something?"

"I wouldn't say worried, I guess I was just thinking is all...I'm going to get some sleep it's been a long day, good night"

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Spencer ends up staring into the distance while he waits for JJ to finish her press conference, the phone call replaying in his mind on repeat. "Hello, pretty boy"

Morgan breaks him from his trance "Huh?"

"I can practically see the cogs turning from over here, what's on your mind?"

Spencer's lips purse at the question, hesitating to answer "How often do couples go on dates after they get married do you reckon?"

"Well now that I can't answer, unfortunately marriage isn't this division's forte, why? Something up with y/n?"

"Apparently we haven't been on a date since 2003"

"Three years? That's a long time" JJ exclaims in shock as she re-enters the room. "It wasn't on purpose! I mean we both have cases, and a child... I didn't even notice until today... that's bad isn't it? I should've noticed"

"Is y/n mad at you?"

"No she's just as confused as I am... but now I have noticed... it's bothering me, and I think it's bothering her aswell"

"You may not wanna hear this but do you know what this sounds like?" Morgan leans back in her chair.

"Hm?"

"You need to get laid"

"What?"

"I'm just saying it as it is, you're both very busy witha kid, you haven't had a date night in years, when was the last time the two of you had some... time alone"

"More recently than 2003 if that's what you're asking"

"Fair but just think about it, you have a nanny right? Take a night and pay her overtime"

"Yeah..Maybe..."

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Spencer returns from Michigan at a normal time for once which feels rare for him, to come home and his family be both in the apartment and awake.

It makes him realise how few waking hours he gets with you both.

"Hey" he neatly hangs up his blazer and messanger bag as he enters the apartment.

He finds the two of you in the kitchen, Charlotte unpacking a box of shiny black shoes. "What's this?" he questions as he picks her up off the counter

"They are...school shoes" You awkwardly answer, looking anywhere but at him while you go to turn the coffee machine on. "School shoes?"

"Lottie has been... reccomended that she takes a break from nursery" you pray that Spencer picks up on what exactly you mean by that. His brows furrow "Charlotte how about you go and pick out a doctor who dvd I'll watch it with you"

Charlotte runs off happily, new shoes in hand.

"She got kicked out of nursery?"

"Apparently more fights have broken out at the nursery and so they took the liberty of contacting the school up the road to explain the situation and see if they are willing to take her in the august intake..."

"And you said yes?"

"I wasn't given much of a choice, its that or homeschool her for the next year and we can't do that... besides Lottie seems excited about it"

"Why didn't you call me?"

"It only happened today and I knew you were coming home, I figured that it would be easier to tell you in person, besides it's not set in stone yet, they've said we can come and view the school on saturday"

"Okay well... maybe its a good thing...don't worry about it for now, why don't you come and sit and watch with us" He takes your hand, dragging you away from the kitchen towards the living room.

"You know I know nothing about doctor who right?"

"You don't need to know, come on"

Soon enough you're both curled up on the couch, Charlotte sat on the floor as close to the TV as physically possible, or at least as close that you'll let her. "I was thinking" He whispers to you over the genesis of the daleks. "About what you said about dates, what are you doing saturday?"

"are you asking me out?"

"Maybe"

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To have and to hold Chapter Five: The Last Word

➼ pairing: Spencer reid x SecretWife!FBI!Reader ➼ summary: Both of your coworkers meddle in your love lives ➼ what to expect: "All I'm saying is that you need to have some fun in your life! Get a man! Go on dates! you may stress out less that way" ➼ warnings:Mentions of events from 2x06 'The last word' ➼ Chapter four / Chapter six

You're on a case yourself when you get a call from Spencer "Hello?" you hesitate when going to press answer, your partner still not knowing who he is. "Hi Spencer what's up?" you awkwardly judge at their reaction, knowing that you're going to get questions when its over.

"Hey are you on a case right now?"

"Yes but I can talk"

"We have two unsubs operating in the same city sending messages to each other via classifieds I was just wondering if you had any thoughts?" You raise a brow at the question, he often tells you interesting things about cases after they close but he never actively calls you for opinions while on a case unless you had already been brought in to consult.

"I...sure have you looked into the submission type that paper accepts?"

"What do you mean?" he knows what you mean, which is the stranger thing of this call.

"Well not all classifieds are classified sometimes papers only accept submissions in person"

"Would any unsubs risk going in in person"

"If they're confident enough, anything interesting about the messages themselves?"

"They're calling themselves sunny and holden"

"Like the catcher in the rye?"

"Exactly"

"Sounds interesting... and like you have things handled"

"There's no harm in getting a second opinion"

"Mm, Goodnight spencer"

"Goodnight" your brows furrow at the strange call, placing the phone down. "Who was that?"

"Someone I met over at the BAU wanting a second opinion on a case" You shrug, in a way you are glad that spencer did call about a case because it makes this a lot easier excuse to make now.

Your partner, williams, looks at you unconvinced. "Really now?"

"Yes, you heard, I wouldn't be having a conversation like that with someone outside the buerau"

"You also wouldn't call someone random from the buerau by their first name"

"Alright he's a friend"

"Mm okay" a smirk betraying her, she leans back in her seat, going back to watching the building that you've been pain stakingly watching for the past few hours.

"What do you want from me here?"

"I just think that it's good that you finally have a guy"

"Aren't you jumping a little here?"

She shrugs "I don't think so"

"Sure..."

"All I'm saying is that you need to have some fun in your life! Get a man! Go on dates! you may stress out less that way" You didn't realise that you stress out this much.

"This is why we don't discuss my personal life, because you come out with stuff like this"

"Come on, when was the last time you had a date?"

You are about to laugh off the question until it crosses your mind.

When did you last have a date?

Of course you've never been on a first date in the way that normal people do, dates to you have never been about getting to know a potential partner just about existing with the one you already have.

That being said, when was your last date night?

And was there a possibilty the reason why you're apparently uptight is because it was before charlotte was born?

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Chapter Five: The Last Word

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You finally stumble into the apartment after your stakeout, checking to see if Charlotte is tucked in properly before sitting down on your bed, slipping off your heels, your phone burning a hole in your pocket.

You shouldn't call, out of anything you could bother him with it shouldn't be this.

That being said the next thing you know the phone is ringing. "Hello?"

God he sounds tired, which you're not surprised about considering that he is chasing two unsubs on this case. "Hey, how's the case going?"

"Well we've caught one unsub we're hoping to use that to lure out the other one, are you home now?"

"Yes just got in, Lottie's asleep"

"Were you on a case earlier?"

"On a stakeout yeah thats why I was being a bit more formal than usual... Williams said something though and it got me thinking"

"Hm?"

"When did we last go on a date?"

"What?"

"Because I was thinking about it and unless my memory isn't what it used to be I think the last one was December 6th 2003 at that outdoor theatre"

There's a momentary pause over the other side of the phone.

"That... is also the last to my recollection also, not counting nights in... what were you talking about where this came up?"

"She thought that we were having a fling because I called you spencer"

"She's not fully wrong"

"Yes but she doesn't need to know that" you mutter back in amusement.

"Not the end of the world though, it doesn't sound like she's anywhere close to finding out the truth"

"yeah i'm not worried about that..."

"But you're worried about something?"

"I wouldn't say worried, I guess I was just thinking is all...I'm going to get some sleep it's been a long day, good night"

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Spencer ends up staring into the distance while he waits for JJ to finish her press conference, the phone call replaying in his mind on repeat. "Hello, pretty boy"

Morgan breaks him from his trance "Huh?"

"I can practically see the cogs turning from over here, what's on your mind?"

Spencer's lips purse at the question, hesitating to answer "How often do couples go on dates after they get married do you reckon?"

"Well now that I can't answer, unfortunately marriage isn't this division's forte, why? Something up with y/n?"

"Apparently we haven't been on a date since 2003"

"Three years? That's a long time" JJ exclaims in shock as she re-enters the room. "It wasn't on purpose! I mean we both have cases, and a child... I didn't even notice until today... that's bad isn't it? I should've noticed"

"Is y/n mad at you?"

"No she's just as confused as I am... but now I have noticed... it's bothering me, and I think it's bothering her aswell"

"You may not wanna hear this but do you know what this sounds like?" Morgan leans back in her chair.

"Hm?"

"You need to get laid"

"What?"

"I'm just saying it as it is, you're both very busy witha kid, you haven't had a date night in years, when was the last time the two of you had some... time alone"

"More recently than 2003 if that's what you're asking"

"Fair but just think about it, you have a nanny right? Take a night and pay her overtime"

"Yeah..Maybe..."

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Spencer returns from Michigan at a normal time for once which feels rare for him, to come home and his family be both in the apartment and awake.

It makes him realise how few waking hours he gets with you both.

"Hey" he neatly hangs up his blazer and messanger bag as he enters the apartment.

He finds the two of you in the kitchen, Charlotte unpacking a box of shiny black shoes. "What's this?" he questions as he picks her up off the counter

"They are...school shoes" You awkwardly answer, looking anywhere but at him while you go to turn the coffee machine on. "School shoes?"

"Lottie has been... reccomended that she takes a break from nursery" you pray that Spencer picks up on what exactly you mean by that. His brows furrow "Charlotte how about you go and pick out a doctor who dvd I'll watch it with you"

Charlotte runs off happily, new shoes in hand.

"She got kicked out of nursery?"

"Apparently more fights have broken out at the nursery and so they took the liberty of contacting the school up the road to explain the situation and see if they are willing to take her in the august intake..."

"And you said yes?"

"I wasn't given much of a choice, its that or homeschool her for the next year and we can't do that... besides Lottie seems excited about it"

"Why didn't you call me?"

"It only happened today and I knew you were coming home, I figured that it would be easier to tell you in person, besides it's not set in stone yet, they've said we can come and view the school on saturday"

"Okay well... maybe its a good thing...don't worry about it for now, why don't you come and sit and watch with us" He takes your hand, dragging you away from the kitchen towards the living room.

"You know I know nothing about doctor who right?"

"You don't need to know, come on"

Soon enough you're both curled up on the couch, Charlotte sat on the floor as close to the TV as physically possible, or at least as close that you'll let her. "I was thinking" He whispers to you over the genesis of the daleks. "About what you said about dates, what are you doing saturday?"

"are you asking me out?"

"Maybe"

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Patience S2:17: ~The Casting Call!~

➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x fem!reader ➼ summary: It is time for you all to take part in the senior play, but at what cost? ➼ what to expect: "Jealousy isn't the word... but possessive might be" ➼ warnings: n/a ➼ S2:16 / S2:18

"Tamaki we've already done a very similar theme to this twice this year" Stood in the costume storage that you had built in the host club you argue against Tamaki, leaning against the rack of dresses that you had somehow accumulated.

"No one gets tired of tired of having a prince charming dote on them y/n"

"so this isn't you petitioning to play the lead of the fourth year play?"

Tamaki pouts, staring at the costumes "No..." You sigh "Tamaki we don't even know what the play is yet there may not be a prince in it" You browse through the racks. "But y/n..."

"You don't want to over do concepts Tamaki people will start associating the host club with boredom" You pull out a tailored suit "Here, play a tortured son of a millionaire, it should be easy for you" You shove the hanger into his hand, waving him of into the changing room.

"Excuse you" Tamaki gasps, you turn back, brows raised "Multi-millionaire"

You laugh, rolling your eyes "Get dressed Tamaki" you walk back out into the main area of the host club "Y/n! The Fourth year play has just been announced!" Hikaru announces as you enter "shh, don't let Tamaki hear, what is it?"

You lean over his shoulder to read the email on his phone, and on there in all caps.

'ROMEO & JULIET'

"Oh god Tamaki is going to lose it" you whisper screech at the sight, Tamaki already acts as if he is Romeo incarnate you are not looking forward to him finding out that he could actually play him as well. "Are you going to audition y/n?" Haruhi asks.

"Probably not, I know we have to take part in the play so I'll probably ask to do costume design or something, we have the catalogue for it anyway" You nod over your shoulder to the wardrobe.

"What is happening?" Kyoya wanders in, fixing his glasses. "Your favourite event of the year, the fourth year play, Romeo and Juliet-"

"ROMEO AND JULIET!?!?!?!" Tamaki yells from the fitting room.

"Yes! Get dressed" You call back over your shoulder. Tamaki darts out from the dressing room, tie half done, waistcoat unbuttoned and blazer missing. "My dreams have been answered"

"Dreams? The boss realises his dad is the chairman right? He could probably ask to do romeo and juliet" Hikaru leans back in his seat. Tamaki throws himself into the chair next to him "Au Contre mon frere, I know for a fact that the theatre director takes into account class opinion when it comes to casting so whoever will get the role of romeo will be whoever the class chooses and if I get voted in as romeo it will prove that I am the prince- right?"

"You want to be... elected a prince?" You take a sip of your own coffee, now mostly grown cold while you were busy in costume storage.

"The prince of the hearts of all the women of ouran! What better role than romeo?"

"Well i have to admit if Tamaki is right about the way that the theatre director casts then he is in a good standing to be Romeo, he is the most outwardly romantic type in our year" Kyoya notes, reading over the play details.

"Are you going to audition Kyoya?"

"If I am being honest I would rather not but seeing as it may drive good business for the host club I might"

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The Casting Call!

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Very quickly the news of the school play was the buzz of the cafeteria in ouran, theorising who would get the leads, figuring out what character they should audition for.

You didn't pay it much mind, too busy enjoying the pasta that you had before you until a group of girls you recognised to be regulars of the host club sit down opposite you and Kyoya.

"Kyoya, y/n! are you both auditioning for romeo and Juliet?" "Well Kyoya's considering going up for tybalt but i'll probably just stick to crew" You shrug, taking a sip of your drink.

"no no! We mean are you auditioning FOR Romeo and Juliet? A load of girls are saying you'd be perfect for romeo Kyoya?"

"Really?" You and Kyoya reply in sync. "I would have thought you ladies would be backing Tamaki for the role"

"Well Tamaki certainly is the dramatic type but..."

You lean back in your seat, entertained "But?"

"Well as much as we enjoy spending time with him we all know its a bit..."

"Fake" You sit up in your seat immediately, eyes darting around to see if Tamaki is in ear shot. "What?"

The funny thing about it all is that while that the host club is inherently performative, Tamaki is the most geniune about it, he's a romantic person who geniunely enjoys making peoples days better, which is where you get confused why the girls think Kyoya is a better fit.

"Well you two of clearly the cutest couple in the class"

You two exchange a glance of confusion "Aren't we the only public couple in the class?"

"One of them but also Kyoya is a host, and y/n you're even veronan!"

"They're not but okay"

"Same country"

"Hold on... wait a second... do you want me and Kyoya to play romeo and Juliet so you can... ship us?"

Before you get a reply you hear maniacal laughing in the distance, mechanical whirring as Renge rises from the floor. "Renge I hope you're not using club budget to install all these lifts"

"Of course not" She wheels a chalkboard in out of thin air, diagrams scrawled across it. "You see the art of shipping is natural to many girls, wanting to witness the beauty of love to those they deem cute together usually their otp or one true pair. Now shipping doesn't inherently cause harm it is how the shipper chooses to conduct themselves"

"I thought shipping was for characters"

"I mean it could be anyone"

You sigh "Well sorry to break it to you girls but I don't act so I will not be auditioning for juliet" You laugh them off, standing to get a drink, the girls shrug. "Even better"

What the hell does that mean?

You don't question in the moment, but those words stick with you as you walk away.

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A few days later you find yourself sat in the back of the theatre, your class all sat in with you, Kyoya and Tamaki sat next to you.

"Good morning fourth years! I hope you're all excited for this years play! Can everyone auditioning for Romeo come up to the stage please" the theatre director calls over the stage mics. Kyoya and Tamaki stand up. "Kyoya you're auditioning for romeo?" you raise a brow.

"I don't think I'm going to get it I'm just going to audition for PR" You hum in a curious agreement, biting lightly at the inside of your cheek as you look over the crowd of whispering upon seeing the two of them stand up. "Well, break a leg" You smile, not quite reaching your eyes, blinking too much.

"Excuse me, Excuse me, coming through" The twins make their way through the crowd, large buckets of popcorn in hand, sliding into the seats that Kyoya and Tamaki just emptied. "Hikaru? Kaoru? You're third years what are you doing here?"

"Like we would miss the opportunity to see the Boss fail spectacularly at shakespeare"

"I'm not sure he will, Tamaki seems like the type to have the entire play memorised"

"You haven't heard? The theatre director doesn't want people just reciting lines so tamaki has to improv"

Oh god. The words Tamaki and Improv frightens you sometimes.

Low and behold of course Tamaki volunteers to go up first. Standing before the empty balcony set that they had built.

"But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east and Juliet is the sun! The sun! The light in my life! A life that I will not know without her rays"

"Sorry Tamaki, this is a...beautiful? Interpretation of the original text but we did ask not to use any of the original lines "

Tamaki gets visably frustrated at the fact that he's losing the room "You want me to do better than shakespeare! THE shakespeare? What should I do?" He pulls out his phone.

"Oh hey Juliet, you're super fine, wanna be my girl, omglol ttyl"

"That's enough thank you Tamaki"

"ROMANCE IS DEAD!" Tamaki exclaims as Kyoya pulls him off stage.

You sigh at the sight, taking a handful of popcorn from the twins buckets "We're not going to hear the end of this"

A number of Auditions go through, until finally Kyoya is the last to go up for Romeo, the crowd cheering as he walks on stage to even his surprise. "Mr Ootori you seem quite popular"

Kyoya shrugs.

A row of girls sat in front of you start whispering and giggling, which is when you realise exactly what they meant in the cafeteria.

They want Kyoya to play romeo so one of them can play opposite them.

You're not a petty person, or at least you don't think so, anything remotely vengeful you've ever done has for the most part been justified. And being in a host club where your fiance is one of said hosts you don't find yourself jealous often.

But something does settle deep in your soul at the reaction, jealousy is not the word, possessive might be though.

"Mr Ootori congratulations you have the role" You had become so distracted that if Kyoya actually did an audition you had completely missed it.

"Can anyone auditioning for Juliet come to the stage please?"

A flurry of girls stand up, eagerly headed towards the stage. Which is when it crosses your mind, are you really going to let this happen?

Right as all the girls reach the stage you stand up at the last second, walking to the stage. The twins questioning far in the distance.

The girls from the cafeteria's faces drop as you walk onto the stage "Y/n- you're auditioning for-"

"Juliet, yes" you smile lining up next to them. "I decided you were right, I mean I am suited to the role"

"I'm not sure that's what we said-"

"Alright who would like to go first?"

Despite the adrenaline backed confidence you did not go first, in fact much like Kyoya you decided to go last.

Partially because you needed to build up the strength to actually take to the stage again, partially because you wanted to see all the competition first.

"Are you really auditioning?" Kyoya sneaks up behind you in the wings as another girl is on stage auditioing.

"Yes" You shrug.

"You hate the stage"

"No I don't"

"Y/n." His voice is firm, staring down at you in a dare to not lie to him. You purse your lips as you turn back to watching the current audition "Maybe I decided that something needed to change"

"Miss L/n"

You walk onto stage, taking a deep and slow breath as you step up onto the balcony.

"Romeo... you just had to be Romeo. I love for the first time and it had to be my enemy"

"No... My name is my enemy, he did not choose to be a montague, and I did not choose to be a capulet... Montague is a name it is not a man."

"And what is a name? If Romeo were not a montague he could be my love. And yet, to love him would make a Montague of me, an enemy of myself"

Your heart siezes in in the silence of the moment following your final line. A brief moment where you are not in Japan at seventeen but in england at twelve.

He is not here, he cannot ruin this anymore.

"Miss L/n that was perfect!" A girl leans over to whisper something in the theatre director's ear. "Even better, Miss L/n you've got the part!"

You freeze, blinking rapidly as you realise what you've actually just done, suddenly what you thought would be relief that one of the vultures didn't get the part fills with dread that you did.

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Patience S2:17: ~The Casting Call!~

➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x fem!reader ➼ summary: It is time for you all to take part in the senior play, but at what cost? ➼ what to expect: "Jealousy isn't the word... but possessive might be" ➼ warnings: n/a ➼ S2:16 / S2:18

"Tamaki we've already done a very similar theme to this twice this year" Stood in the costume storage that you had built in the host club you argue against Tamaki, leaning against the rack of dresses that you had somehow accumulated.

"No one gets tired of tired of having a prince charming dote on them y/n"

"so this isn't you petitioning to play the lead of the fourth year play?"

Tamaki pouts, staring at the costumes "No..." You sigh "Tamaki we don't even know what the play is yet there may not be a prince in it" You browse through the racks. "But y/n..."

"You don't want to over do concepts Tamaki people will start associating the host club with boredom" You pull out a tailored suit "Here, play a tortured son of a millionaire, it should be easy for you" You shove the hanger into his hand, waving him of into the changing room.

"Excuse you" Tamaki gasps, you turn back, brows raised "Multi-millionaire"

You laugh, rolling your eyes "Get dressed Tamaki" you walk back out into the main area of the host club "Y/n! The Fourth year play has just been announced!" Hikaru announces as you enter "shh, don't let Tamaki hear, what is it?"

You lean over his shoulder to read the email on his phone, and on there in all caps.

'ROMEO & JULIET'

"Oh god Tamaki is going to lose it" you whisper screech at the sight, Tamaki already acts as if he is Romeo incarnate you are not looking forward to him finding out that he could actually play him as well. "Are you going to audition y/n?" Haruhi asks.

"Probably not, I know we have to take part in the play so I'll probably ask to do costume design or something, we have the catalogue for it anyway" You nod over your shoulder to the wardrobe.

"What is happening?" Kyoya wanders in, fixing his glasses. "Your favourite event of the year, the fourth year play, Romeo and Juliet-"

"ROMEO AND JULIET!?!?!?!" Tamaki yells from the fitting room.

"Yes! Get dressed" You call back over your shoulder. Tamaki darts out from the dressing room, tie half done, waistcoat unbuttoned and blazer missing. "My dreams have been answered"

"Dreams? The boss realises his dad is the chairman right? He could probably ask to do romeo and juliet" Hikaru leans back in his seat. Tamaki throws himself into the chair next to him "Au Contre mon frere, I know for a fact that the theatre director takes into account class opinion when it comes to casting so whoever will get the role of romeo will be whoever the class chooses and if I get voted in as romeo it will prove that I am the prince- right?"

"You want to be... elected a prince?" You take a sip of your own coffee, now mostly grown cold while you were busy in costume storage.

"The prince of the hearts of all the women of ouran! What better role than romeo?"

"Well i have to admit if Tamaki is right about the way that the theatre director casts then he is in a good standing to be Romeo, he is the most outwardly romantic type in our year" Kyoya notes, reading over the play details.

"Are you going to audition Kyoya?"

"If I am being honest I would rather not but seeing as it may drive good business for the host club I might"

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The Casting Call!

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Very quickly the news of the school play was the buzz of the cafeteria in ouran, theorising who would get the leads, figuring out what character they should audition for.

You didn't pay it much mind, too busy enjoying the pasta that you had before you until a group of girls you recognised to be regulars of the host club sit down opposite you and Kyoya.

"Kyoya, y/n! are you both auditioning for romeo and Juliet?" "Well Kyoya's considering going up for tybalt but i'll probably just stick to crew" You shrug, taking a sip of your drink.

"no no! We mean are you auditioning FOR Romeo and Juliet? A load of girls are saying you'd be perfect for romeo Kyoya?"

"Really?" You and Kyoya reply in sync. "I would have thought you ladies would be backing Tamaki for the role"

"Well Tamaki certainly is the dramatic type but..."

You lean back in your seat, entertained "But?"

"Well as much as we enjoy spending time with him we all know its a bit..."

"Fake" You sit up in your seat immediately, eyes darting around to see if Tamaki is in ear shot. "What?"

The funny thing about it all is that while that the host club is inherently performative, Tamaki is the most geniune about it, he's a romantic person who geniunely enjoys making peoples days better, which is where you get confused why the girls think Kyoya is a better fit.

"Well you two of clearly the cutest couple in the class"

You two exchange a glance of confusion "Aren't we the only public couple in the class?"

"One of them but also Kyoya is a host, and y/n you're even veronan!"

"They're not but okay"

"Same country"

"Hold on... wait a second... do you want me and Kyoya to play romeo and Juliet so you can... ship us?"

Before you get a reply you hear maniacal laughing in the distance, mechanical whirring as Renge rises from the floor. "Renge I hope you're not using club budget to install all these lifts"

"Of course not" She wheels a chalkboard in out of thin air, diagrams scrawled across it. "You see the art of shipping is natural to many girls, wanting to witness the beauty of love to those they deem cute together usually their otp or one true pair. Now shipping doesn't inherently cause harm it is how the shipper chooses to conduct themselves"

"I thought shipping was for characters"

"I mean it could be anyone"

You sigh "Well sorry to break it to you girls but I don't act so I will not be auditioning for juliet" You laugh them off, standing to get a drink, the girls shrug. "Even better"

What the hell does that mean?

You don't question in the moment, but those words stick with you as you walk away.

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A few days later you find yourself sat in the back of the theatre, your class all sat in with you, Kyoya and Tamaki sat next to you.

"Good morning fourth years! I hope you're all excited for this years play! Can everyone auditioning for Romeo come up to the stage please" the theatre director calls over the stage mics. Kyoya and Tamaki stand up. "Kyoya you're auditioning for romeo?" you raise a brow.

"I don't think I'm going to get it I'm just going to audition for PR" You hum in a curious agreement, biting lightly at the inside of your cheek as you look over the crowd of whispering upon seeing the two of them stand up. "Well, break a leg" You smile, not quite reaching your eyes, blinking too much.

"Excuse me, Excuse me, coming through" The twins make their way through the crowd, large buckets of popcorn in hand, sliding into the seats that Kyoya and Tamaki just emptied. "Hikaru? Kaoru? You're third years what are you doing here?"

"Like we would miss the opportunity to see the Boss fail spectacularly at shakespeare"

"I'm not sure he will, Tamaki seems like the type to have the entire play memorised"

"You haven't heard? The theatre director doesn't want people just reciting lines so tamaki has to improv"

Oh god. The words Tamaki and Improv frightens you sometimes.

Low and behold of course Tamaki volunteers to go up first. Standing before the empty balcony set that they had built.

"But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east and Juliet is the sun! The sun! The light in my life! A life that I will not know without her rays"

"Sorry Tamaki, this is a...beautiful? Interpretation of the original text but we did ask not to use any of the original lines "

Tamaki gets visably frustrated at the fact that he's losing the room "You want me to do better than shakespeare! THE shakespeare? What should I do?" He pulls out his phone.

"Oh hey Juliet, you're super fine, wanna be my girl, omglol ttyl"

"That's enough thank you Tamaki"

"ROMANCE IS DEAD!" Tamaki exclaims as Kyoya pulls him off stage.

You sigh at the sight, taking a handful of popcorn from the twins buckets "We're not going to hear the end of this"

A number of Auditions go through, until finally Kyoya is the last to go up for Romeo, the crowd cheering as he walks on stage to even his surprise. "Mr Ootori you seem quite popular"

Kyoya shrugs.

A row of girls sat in front of you start whispering and giggling, which is when you realise exactly what they meant in the cafeteria.

They want Kyoya to play romeo so one of them can play opposite them.

You're not a petty person, or at least you don't think so, anything remotely vengeful you've ever done has for the most part been justified. And being in a host club where your fiance is one of said hosts you don't find yourself jealous often.

But something does settle deep in your soul at the reaction, jealousy is not the word, possessive might be though.

"Mr Ootori congratulations you have the role" You had become so distracted that if Kyoya actually did an audition you had completely missed it.

"Can anyone auditioning for Juliet come to the stage please?"

A flurry of girls stand up, eagerly headed towards the stage. Which is when it crosses your mind, are you really going to let this happen?

Right as all the girls reach the stage you stand up at the last second, walking to the stage. The twins questioning far in the distance.

The girls from the cafeteria's faces drop as you walk onto the stage "Y/n- you're auditioning for-"

"Juliet, yes" you smile lining up next to them. "I decided you were right, I mean I am suited to the role"

"I'm not sure that's what we said-"

"Alright who would like to go first?"

Despite the adrenaline backed confidence you did not go first, in fact much like Kyoya you decided to go last.

Partially because you needed to build up the strength to actually take to the stage again, partially because you wanted to see all the competition first.

"Are you really auditioning?" Kyoya sneaks up behind you in the wings as another girl is on stage auditioing.

"Yes" You shrug.

"You hate the stage"

"No I don't"

"Y/n." His voice is firm, staring down at you in a dare to not lie to him. You purse your lips as you turn back to watching the current audition "Maybe I decided that something needed to change"

"Miss L/n"

You walk onto stage, taking a deep and slow breath as you step up onto the balcony.

"Romeo... you just had to be Romeo. I love for the first time and it had to be my enemy"

"No... My name is my enemy, he did not choose to be a montague, and I did not choose to be a capulet... Montague is a name it is not a man."

"And what is a name? If Romeo were not a montague he could be my love. And yet, to love him would make a Montague of me, an enemy of myself"

Your heart siezes in in the silence of the moment following your final line. A brief moment where you are not in Japan at seventeen but in england at twelve.

He is not here, he cannot ruin this anymore.

"Miss L/n that was perfect!" A girl leans over to whisper something in the theatre director's ear. "Even better, Miss L/n you've got the part!"

You freeze, blinking rapidly as you realise what you've actually just done, suddenly what you thought would be relief that one of the vultures didn't get the part fills with dread that you did.

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Sneak peek of next patience chapter: ~The casting call!~

"Tamaki we've already done a very similar theme to this twice this year" Stood in the costume storage that you had built in the host club you argue against Tamaki, leaning against the rack of dresses that you had somehow accumulated.

"No one gets tired of tired of having a prince charming dote on them y/n"

"so this isn't you petitioning to play the lead of the fourth year play?"

Tamaki pouts, staring at the costumes "No..." You sigh "Tamaki we don't even know what the play is yet there may not be a prince in it" You browse through the racks. "But y/n..."

"You don't want to over do concepts Tamaki people will start associating the host club with boredom" You pull out a tailored suit "Here, play a tortured son of a millionaire, it should be easy for you" You shove the hanger into his hand, waving him of into the changing room.

"Excuse you" Tamaki gasps, you turn back, brows raised "Multi-millionaire"

You laugh, rolling your eyes "Get dressed Tamaki" you walk back out into the main area of the host club "Y/n! The Fourth year play has just been announced!" Hikaru announces as you enter "shh, don't let Tamaki hear, what is it?"

You lean over his shoulder to read the email on his phone, and on there in all caps.

'ROMEO & JULIET'

"Oh god Tamaki is going to lose it" you whisper screech at the sight, Tamaki already acts as if he is Romeo incarnate you are not looking forward to him finding out that he could actually play him as well. "Are you going to audition y/n?" Haruhi asks.

"Probably not, I know we have to take part in the play so I'll probably ask to do costume design or something, we have the catalogue for it anyway" You nod over your shoulder to the wardrobe.

"What is happening?" Kyoya wanders in, fixing his glasses. "Your favourite event of the year, the fourth year play, Romeo and Juliet-"

"ROMEO AND JULIET!?!?!?!" Tamaki yells from the fitting room.

"Yes! Get dressed" You call back over your shoulder. Tamaki darts out from the dressing room, tie half done, waistcoat unbuttoned and blazer missing. "My dreams have been answered"

"Dreams? The boss realises his dad is the chairman right? He could probably ask to do romeo and juliet" Hikaru leans back in his seat. Tamaki throws himself into the chair next to him "Au Contre mon frere, I know for a fact that the theatre director takes into account class opinion when it comes to casting so whoever will get the role of romeo will be whoever the class chooses and if I get voted in as romeo it will prove that I am the prince- right?"

"You want to be... elected a prince?" You take a sip of your own coffee, now mostly grown cold while you were busy in costume storage.

"The prince of the hearts of all the women of ouran! What better role than romeo?"

"Well i have to admit if Tamaki is right about the way that the theatre director casts then he is in a good standing to be Romeo, he is the most outwardly romantic type in our year" Kyoya notes, reading over the play details.

"Are you going to audition Kyoya?"

"If I am being honest I would rather not but seeing as it may drive good business for the host club I might"

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The Casting Call!

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Very quickly the news of the school play was the buzz of the cafeteria in ouran, theorising who would get the leads, figuring out what character they should audition for.

You didn't pay it much mind, too busy enjoying the pasta that you had before you until a group of girls you recognised to be regulars of the host club sit down opposite you and Kyoya.

"Kyoya, y/n! are you both auditioning for romeo and Juliet?" "Well Kyoya's considering going up for tybalt but i'll probably just stick to crew" You shrug, taking a sip of your drink.

"no no! We mean are you auditioning FOR Romeo and Juliet? A load of girls are saying you'd be perfect for romeo Kyoya?"

"Really?" You and Kyoya reply in sync. "I would have thought you ladies would be backing Tamaki for the role"

"Well Tamaki certainly is the dramatic type but..."

You lean back in your seat, entertained "But?"

"Well as much as we enjoy spending time with him we all know its a bit..."

"Fake" You sit up in your seat immediately, eyes darting around to see if Tamaki is in ear shot. "What?"

The funny thing about it all is that while that the host club is inherently performative, Tamaki is the most geniune about it, he's a romantic person who geniunely enjoys making peoples days better, which is where you get confused why the girls think Kyoya is a better fit.

"Well you two of clearly the cutest couple in the class"

You two exchange a glance of confusion "Aren't we the only public couple in the class?"

"One of them but also Kyoya is a host"

"Hold on... wait a second... do you want me and Kyoya to play romeo and Juliet so you can... ship us?"

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Patience S2:16: ~The big Paris Search!~

➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x fem!reader ➼ summary: Kyoya solves the mystery ➼ what to expect: "Thank you, what you did could not have been easy"

"France is only so big"

you give him an unimpressed look "Kyoya, you know that isn't what I mean" ➼ warnings: n/a ➼ S2:15 / S2:17

Day six: Different Iteneraries according to classroom, Paris

"France has a nice atmosphere don't you think? I can see how the painters were seduced by this rural landscape" in Kyoya's business ventures over the days of which you had been in France you had branched out into connecting more with some girls in your class.

You are unsure where Kyoya has been going all this time but whatever it is it seemed to be important, so much to your dismay of wanting to spend a nice trip with him, at least it was for something necessary.

"Yes, I agree. Millet, Rousseau, and Corot, Diaz, Daubigny, Dupre, Troyon. The seven stars of the barbizon school who laid the foundation for the impressionists who followed later"

"Kyoya!" You jumped as suddenly Kyoya appears behind the three of you.

"nineteenth century paris was overrun by plagues and riots, so the painters who had grown tired of the metropolitan areas found a sense of calm outside the city, taking their inspiration from nature. Thinking of it that way, the host club should not just be a place to relax but a place to learn something new, shouldn't it?"

Ah, marketing, you were confused on why Kyoya was suddenly ranting about French artists.

That is the one thing about making female friends in your class, a lot of them are clients. For the most part you can look past it, they don't seem to care all that much that you're engaged to Kyoya and at least its a common talking point since you have 'insider information' on upcoming events.

"Are you joining us Kyoya?"

"As much as I would love to I am worn out I fear, I would like to stay here and rest for a while. I hope you all have a good time, you girls show my fiance here a fun day she hasn't been to paris before"

The girls gasp around you "Y/n you haven't been to paris before!?" You side eye Kyoya "I have just not this area of paris"

"We'll show you then! We've been here countless times"

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The Big Paris search!

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"I'm exhausted" Kyoya collapses into a chair as the rest of the class ventures off to explore. "Why bring the class to such a staid tourist area? Well, it hardly matters, Takibana, Hotta, Aijima, Has tomorrow's route been selected?"

"Yes master Kyoya, we will take the train to the hot springs resort area of vichydeauville"

Kyoya carefully analyses the map in front of him "Yes...given the few days we have, I think that will be our limit. But I hear Tamaki's birthplace was in the suburbs of paris. If his mother is the type of person who doesn't want to live far away from paris, these two place should be good candidates."

"Yes, but master Kyoya... Miss L/n went into hiding first, if they are together like you think then Tamaki's mother may not have chosen the location..."

"Also... you must be quite tired. Each day you study that list late into the night, maybe it would be good to take a day off with miss y/n?"

"I can rest in the airplane on the way back, besides we are getting closer to graduating, which means closer to our wed-"

His phone buzzes, message from tamaki: Tamaki hre ^^ RU doin'll ryt? (*'V^)-~))

"-my point is that I do not have a lot of time, Y/n will forgive my absence when she realises my plan"

Message from Tamaki: I hope yr /:-) hols S goin wel, meow! (^3^) I'm 100% bord hre. (T0T)// Im so bord dat Im tryiN my hardest n ritN a tx n Mai's styl, bt I 1dr f u cn read it, Kyoya?! (>V<) hahaha!!! Me, i've bn havN dinA W my dad almst evry dy ovr hre (^O^) Kyah! Im w8n 4 him ina hotel lobby (^_^) bt Newayz i 1dr f haruhi S doiN OK? (ToT)

"Why is he asking me? I'm in france, I'm gonna kill him."

"Master Kyoya I understand you are quite tired, but please calm down!"

"Look, there is a blonde woman walking a dog!! maybe she could be..."

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"Sir!! About master Tamaki's mother"

"You found her?"

"No, but we found a woman at a nearby retirement home who says she used to work as a maid for her!"

"I'd like to hear her story. Please take me there."

"Yes Sir!!"

Not too long later Kyoya is sat in the park with an older woman. "Yes... I served at The Grantenue family mansion until... two and some years ago"

"Two and some years?"

"Yes, soon after Rene, or Master Tamaki left for Japan. Following Madame Anne-Sophie's wishes, we closed up the residence and when that happened, most of the service staff went back to where they came from as well."

"Do you have any idea where she might have gone?"

"No location, but I do know that the Master Tamaki's father sent her a lifeline at the behest of the matriarch of the Suoh family. Madame said that she would go and stay with an old friend"

"I see..."

"So you are Master Tamaki's friend from Japan? Is the master doing well?"

"Yes, he's doing exceedingly well. He drags everybody around each day"

The woman laughs "Oh I see, I can imagine. But it wasn't always that way, he was a bright and happy boy by nature, but on days where his mother was sick he was very quiet. He didn't smile no matter who tried to talk to him"

"Thank you for taking your time to tell me your story, I will be sure to tell Tamaki that I met you" Kyoya stands from the bench.

"I'm the one who should thank you. I now see that you really are very close to Master Tamaki...I said a moment ago...I will tell you what little I have heard, in a place not far from paris, near a large forest where the Marronner and wisteria flowers are plentiful and in the fall the golden wheat fields spread across the horizon. In a place that nurtured many painters in the past."

Kyoya's eyes widen "Thank you" is all he mutters as he runs back to the car "Head back toward paris and get us to Barbizon right away!!"

"But master Kyoya, you said that there was no way she would be there-"

"Shut up hotta!"

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"Master Kyoya, It's morning"

"Master kyoya...perhaps you should wake up now."

"I'm awake...or rather, I never slept, it's impossible to fall asleep in such a cramped car."

"That's why I suggested repeatedly that we should go back to the hotel first. We returned to paris last night so we could have rested at the hoetl and then started out again in the morning"

"Free time is scheduled only until this afternoon and tomorrow we'll be on the plane back I don't have a moment to waste...I'm reaching my limit" Kyoya wearily pinched the bridge of his nose, signalling for them to stop the car as Kyoya climbs out.

"i can't breathe, my body hurts and hotta snores like a hacksaw..." Kyoya collapses onto the street, falling asleep then and there. "No master Kyoya, you're right by the street!!"

"What do we do?"

"Should we call Miss y/n?"

A golden retriever runs up, licking the side of Kyoya's face "Antoinette?"

From the distance a womans voice echoes out "Hachibei?! Hachibei please don't run on ahead"

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Kyoya wakes up to distant piano playing.

"You learnt a new piece I see Anne-Sophie?"

"Yes i found a new music book in the market."

"Is the boy still asleep?"

"Yes he's worn out poor thing"

Are they...speaking in english?

Kyoya sits up with a start "Where am I...I've heard Anne-sophie before..." Kyoya stands, walking to the mantle piece nearby lined with so many photo frames...of you, and Tamaki "There photos are recent..."

"Hello, are you awake?" A woman appears behind Kyoya much to his alarm, the golden retriever from earlier barrelling in "uh, um"

"Even if it is a safe town, it's dangerous to sleep out on the sidewalk, it was quite difficult carrying you all the way here, even with the help of my roommate"

"Uhm...you're speaking to me in Japanese?"

"Yes! Some old friends of mine taught me" She happily bounces around, handing kyoya a cup of tea. Kyoya finally comes to his senses a bit more "Your roommate?"

"Yes! Well a bit, we learnt together, m/n? Our guest is awake" A second woman pops her head into the doorway "Oh hello! You gave us quite a shock if you hadn't have woken up we were going to take you to a hospital"

Kyoya's face falls, stomach dropping as he realises that undenaibly he has found them both, the resemblence between the two of you is uncanny. "I... yes I'm feeling much better now thank you"

"That is good... apologies but have we met before? You seem familiar"

"I don't believe we have no" For once Kyoya cannot find the words to respond in the way that he wants to, part of him wants to be out with it, ask if she's truly her, tell her who he is, perhaps even express some frustration on your behalf.

The other doesn't want to say anything at all.

She seems to accept it for now, although the bridge of her nose scrunches in the same way yours does when your suspicious of something.

Kyoya rarely feels guilty for his intrusions and yet he found himself in the middle of something that he shouldn't, he just could not decide whether it was because he was there behind your back or if it was the women's desire for privacy.

"Sorry I don't believe I got your name"

"It's M/n, and yours is?"

The answer pauses at his lips momentarily, however no matter how good at diversion he is, Kyoya is actually not a great liar. "Kyoya"

She nearly drops her glass.

Anne-sophie caught in the middle awkwardly slips out "I'll go and get us some more tea"

"So you didn't really need to ask my name, did you Kyoya?" She places the glass down on the table, not daring to face him as instead she stares at the photos on the mantlepiece.

"You know who I am then" Kyoya sighs, pushing up his glasses, fingers patiently tapping against the table top as he studies her reaction. "Does she know you're here?"

"That's your first question?"

"Does she?"

"No. She's sightseeing with some girls in our class at the moment" With pursed lips she nods, sitting down opposite him "Is she well?"

"Quite, much better since her father is out of her life"

"She cut off F/n?" For the first time since Kyoya gave his name she makes eye contact with him, head snapping to face him in shock. "About a year ago now, quite messily"

"And she...you're still engaged to her? I swear your engagement announcement was more recent than that"

"M/n, my interest in your daughter is beyond financial, I will try to forget your shock in that"

"In houses like ours, any interest must partially be financial"

"Do you know why I am here?"

"I can imagine a number of reasons"

"Y/n and I are getting married in the new year"

Her face falls, tea cup paused as her lips. "So quickly"

"Y/n, for whatever reason that I do not have the heart to question or judge, wants to invite you"

She goes to answer but is quickly cut off.

"However, as much as I know she can handle a lot, I wanted to see exactly what she would be getting herself in for, and I see that it is quite a lot" He stands, adjusting his coat.

"I will tell her that I found you, because at the end of the day it is her choice, but something tells me that even if she does chose to invite you, you will not come"

A silent look of protest comes from her, placing the cup back down "How?"

He nods to the mantlepiece "So many photos and yet while there are many of Tamaki, Y/n only appears in group shots, meaning none of these are yours, they're Miss Anne-Sophie's... that and your only child was a matter of minutes away and you had no idea"

Kyoya pauses at the door, perhaps he is being a little harsh, this is his future mother in law after all.

"Thank you, for your hospitality" as all he ends up saying as he continues out of the house.

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A quiet, controlled four knocks come at your door at midnight, which is how you know it is for you since it is in a meter that only Kyoya ever uses. His eyes are exhausted and urgent as you answer the door. "Hey, what are you doing here?" You whisper concerned as you close the door behind you.

"Come with me" despite his demeanour his voice is incredibly calm as he takes your hand, leading you towards the staircase, opposite of which is a large balcony.

The cold night air nips at you just about in a way that is pleasant, the lights of the eiffel tower in the distance just about illuminating enough that you can see eachother in the dead of night.

"Is everything alright?" You question as the two of you lean against the railings, his hand falling to the otherside of you so his arm cages you in. "I have... an offer"

You raise a brow at this "an offer?"

"I didn't want to call it a gift incase of how you react"

"So you have a gift?"

"I have information"

"I see"

Taking a deep inhale he finally concedes "I found her"

"Who?"

"I found your mother" Something deep in him fractures at the hope that lights up your face "You did?- wait- where- where is she?" your rambling fades out as you finally notice the look on his face.

"Wait...you said it was an offer...you've already been to see her, haven't you?"

"I needed to be sure"

Looking out across the parisian skyline something settles deep within you "Is it worth it?"

"That's not my choice to make-"

"Yet i'm asking you."

"Y/n I cannot decide that for you she is your family-"

"You are my family." your head snaps to look at him pleadingly, blinking rapidly as you process exactly what you just let slip "You...are going to be my husband, that's all I need... Kyoya please tell me..."

He bites his tongue, literally, not baring to look at you. "I...personally...do not think it will be the reunion that you probably want, but I will understand whatever decision you make"

You nod silently, pressing a light kiss to his cheek "Thank you, what you did could not have been easy"

"France is only so big"

you give him an unimpressed look "Kyoya, you know that isn't what I mean"

You look back out onto the horizon, leaning slightly into him "Where is she nowadays"

"Well... she's living with Tamaki's Mother"

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To have and to hold chapter four: The Empty planet

➼ pairing: Spencer reid x SecretWife!FBI!Reader ➼ summary: You get called in for a case with the BAU ➼ what to expect: ➼ warnings: Mention of events from 2x08 'the empty planet' ➼ Chapter three / Chapter five

You're only vaguely aware of the warm body pressed against you before the call comes, half asleep but awake enough to enjoy his presence, a rare moment of peace where the two of you are not agents or parents just husband and wife joining a morning of peace.

Until a call comes in.

You both stirr with a groan "Is it yours or mine?" you grumble into Spencer's chest as he picks his head up to look at the cells on the nightstand "Mine" he pats your shoulder in warning before sitting up slightly, you adjusting to place your head back in his chest with the new position as he answers.

"Hello?"

You can barely hear JJ's voice on the otherside of the line, Spencer looks down at you with a look you both know all too well, he has a case. You nod silently, accepting that he was going to have to go soon.

Another call comes in.

Your brows furrow as you sit up properly now, grabbing your own cell, hitting accept. "Hello?"

"Hi L/n, we have a case and need you in ASAP, someones called in a possible terror threat that could be national, we're sending you in to join task forces with the BAU"

"I...Okay thank you I'll be in as soon as you can" Your jaw drops slightly as you hang up, Spencer's call finishing about the same time as you. "Where are you going?" You ask first.

"Don't know yet, you?"

"The BAU Apparently" The two of you share a look of bewilderment and shock until reality sets in of a national terror alert possibly being at play, jumping out of bed. "Do you know why they want you to join us?" Spencer asks, hurried as he pulls on a pair of pants.

You shrug, slipping off your nightgown "Its a possible national emergency and I work in intelligence i've consulted on other teams before" picking out a dress from the closet.

"It's strange they didn't tell us where the case is" he wanders the room in search of his glasses, buttoning up his shirt, you pick them up from your nightstand, smiling as you push them on to his face "They probably don't know yet they did say it's national"

Patting his chest you step away to slip on a pair of heels "Could you call lily? I'm going to go and wake up Lottie" spencer nods, picking up his blazer.

You slip out and into the nursery, Charlotte already stood up and holding the bars of her crib, bed hair facing every which way as she lets out small dissatisfied sounds, clearly only just woke up. "Morning sweet girl"

"Hi mama" You pick her up out of the crib, a welcome move for her. "Mama did you get a case?" She's all too smart for her age as you know, realising by now that if your in a smart dress or if her father is in a sweater and blazer that means work.

"I did, Papa did too, Lily's going to come round and drop you off at pre-school"

"Ugh"

"I know I'm sorry baby I wish I could stay with you" you run your free hand through her hair as you carry her into the kitchen. "It's not that, pre-school"

You frown "You don't want to go to pre-school?"

"I told you I don't" she sulks as you place her down in a chair, Spencer comes rushing in "Lily's on her way, morning" Spencer places a kiss on Charlotte's cheek.

"How about this, I'll leave some extra pocket money for you and Lily to go to the shops after pre-school, but only if you try and take part in your teachers activities?" Charlottes face lights up, as you start to feel a little guilty that you're already resorting to bribery.

A knock on the door indicates that you really should get moving. "That will be lily, have a great day, we'll call as soon as we can"

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Chapter four: The Empty Planet

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The two of you walk into the BAU together, unfamiliar and strangely exposing as you do so. "Morning JJ how was your weekend?" JJ is on a mission as she passes the two of you barely acknowledging your presence as she B-lines to hotch's office.

"She's the media liason in a national emergency she must be stressed as hell right now"

Spencer nods in agreement as he watches hotch's office intently. "You can drop your go bag at my desk" With a hand hovering over your lower back as he leads you to his desk area in the centre of the BAU Bullpen. "So this is where you work? I didn't get a proper look last time"

Searching the desk you are met with mostly trinkets that you expect, a crossword book, a few mini magic tricks, and yet tucked into the wall of the desk is a postcard for Charlotte, North Carolina.

You pick it up, a smile growing on to your face as you quickly put together why its there "Spencer you've never even been to north carolina"

"I know...but if anyone asks I went on vacation there, I...it was the only reminder I could think of that was the smallest risk"

"I think its sweet" You smile down at the post card, delicately placing it aback down on his desk "I should figure out something similar for my desk"

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"I'm sorry, did you say a bomb sir?"

"On a bus, in the city where it all began, get my message out"

"Message? What message?"

"That this is only the beginning, until this is all brought under control people will die"

JJ pauses the recording "In the last 20 minutes, virtually identical threats have been made to st of the coast to coast news networks in the country, its same message just different words"

"So it's not a recorded message or script? Displays a measure of confidence"

"Commitment aswell, if this is a mission based attacker he has no hesitation at all if he managed to get through multiple phone calls stating what he's going to do" You somewhat mutter out to no one in particular, making notes.

You're met with slight silence which is when you look up "What?"

"Have you been learning profiling or something?"

You shrug "No but to do undercover work you need to know you're target it requires some level of behavioural analysis"

"He could have easily just called one network this guy clearly wants attention" Spencer chimes in.

"That's typical behaviour for a personal cause bomber. One bomb has a finite impact, make a bunch of phone calls that magnifies my explosion 100 times"

"We have the additional recorded calls being gathered for assessment "

"The networks say the calls came from a restricted number, two have given limited permission to trap and trace teh lines if we should need to."

"You got a news organisation to agree to a trap and trace?"

"Who could say no to me?" Garcia smirks.

"At homeland security's request the networks are going to keep this quiet until we've assessed the situation"

"If this threat isn't followed by an event, no one will take any future calls seriously"

"So, we're going to tell the media to go ahead with the story?" Garcia suggests.

"Absolutely not" You and hotch chime in at the same time.

"Threats like this with an unspecified location will just cause tremendous panic"

"No one will in the country will go near a bus and will lash out against those who try its not worth it until we can at least pinpoint a city" You explain, writing down the notes to see if you recognise that pattern.

"Then...what are we gonna do?"

"Unfortunately, all we can do is wait"

You hum in agreement "That being said...probablistically I have narrowed it down to possibly 30 cities" you mutter, hovering a pen up and down a list.

"What? How? That message was so vague there's nothing we can pull except for behavioural points" Morgan stares at you confused.

"Exactly, I studied the behaviour, wording and probability, the caller said 'the city where it all began' not town, or place, therefore it has to be a city, as for what began who knows however chances are it is either where the unsub lived at somepoint in their life or since it is a mission it could be some sort of movement or creation, either way both are more likely in major cities since there is more housing and more developmental funding. This unsub wants impact and to be national news aswell, no offence to places like portland but that just won't do the job that leaves us with cities such as Washington DC, New york, Chicago, San francisco, LA, Seattle, Vegas, you get the picture, I would rule out new york on that list though if the unsub is targeting public transport there it would be a subway train not a bus"

There is a slight hesitation in wake of your rambling as you realised that you've gotten a bit carried away "Of course thats theoretical though, it may be useful however to notify emergency services in those cities to prioritise call ins surrounding buses"

"What is profiling if not theoretical, good idea, JJ send out a notice to local law enforcement on Dr L/n's list"

With a polite nod you hand over the notepad to JJ, biting your cheek as you realise you may have rambled on a little too long. "Wheels up in 30"

The group breaks up, rushing to grab their go bags.

"You did well you know" Gideon captures your attention befor eyou leave, now just being the two of you in the round table room. "Hm?"

"You when you spoke, you stopped yourself afterwards as if you regreted speaking, it was useful info you shouldn't have" You sigh "I have...picked up Spencers tendency to ramble I fear"

"Well we're used to it by now"

You give a polite smile "Thats good Gideon but... genius suits spencer I... it does not suit me, which is why I really must get out of that habit"

You walk off to the jet before he gets chance to inquire further.

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"So seattle's where it all began" Spencer notes as you all walk through the streets on the way to the bus site. "We just need to figure out what it is"

"Off the top of my head I can think of grunge music and overpriced coffee"

"and Grey's anatomy" You joke, taking a sip of said overpriced coffee as you overlook the destroyed bus. "Doesn't seem significant enough"

"It's a personal cause bomber it only needs to be signficant to him"

You all step closer the site "Agent Nick Casey, seattle field office"

"SSA Hotchner, how do you do? This is Dr Spencer Reid, SSA Morgan, Agent Jareau, SSA Gideon and Dr Y/n L/n"

"Have you identified the device?"

"Looks like a small pipe bomb attached to an umbrella" Casey explains, you note details down in your notebook. "I'd like to take a look at those bomb fragments as soon as possible I've got bomb squad experience" Morgan steps forward.

"I'd like to also just to rule out the possibility of it being any known existing terror groups usually there is some sort of M.O even in bomb design" You chime in.

Casey nods "As soon as they're catalogued" Your phone suddenly buzzes.

Incoming call: SSA Anderon...

"Excuse me" You step away from the site as you answer "Hello?"

"Hello Dr L/n I just wanted to check in I've only just come back of leave, you got sent to consult on a BAU national emergency case?"

"Yes, in seattle"

"Well I have my concerns, of course you're there to consult given the intelligence we have on known terror groups and organisations in the US my concern is mostly the conflict of interest of your husband"

"How so?"

"You're meant to consult yes, but you know protocol, we don't share intelligence betweek taskforces unless necessary"

"So what you think I'm more suseptible to spilling state secrets because this team happens to contain my husband?"

Theres a pause.

"I'm just confirming that you know the delicacy of the situation that you are in"

"Respectfully but there is no greater risk of me working on the same case as him than also living with him. Trust me to professional and let me do my job"

You hang up.

"Everything okay?" Morgan asks as he approaches you "Fine, just my supervisor being a bit overbaring"

"Components have just ben catalogued if you want to come back to the station with me to look them over"

"Yeah let's go"

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"I want to apologise" Morgan steps back from the evidence board, your brows furrow as you look to him "What for?"

"Last time we saw eachother I questioned why you were married to Reid, that was rude of me I shouldn't have done that" You shrug "You apologised in the moment it's water under the bridge to me"

"I only bring it up because it has started to make sense to me now" you hum back in question, focusing back in on making notes on the board. "What do you mean?"

"Well I think it clicked for the rest of the team when you went on a tangent about housing and development probabilities in major cities, however there was a different moment to me"

"Go on"

"When you first came to the BAU, during the Randall Garner case the first thing you did was enter the round table room and kiss him on the cheek"

"I think most spouses greet eachother that way Morgan"

"Sure, but this is Spencer Reid we're talking about, I've seen the man be repelled by a simple handshake or high five, he has recited to me the statistics on germ transmission via kissing so many times and yet when it was you, he leaned into it" You let out a bit of a laugh "I mean you know that Kissing transmits less germs than-"

"Shaking hands, yes, I know, Reid's told me enough times."

"Also, I don't think I need to remind you we have a kid right? Charlotte didn't come from nowhere"

"Touche, but please I don't want anymore details than that"

You smirk, stepping away from the board "I think your morbid curiosity does but don't worry I don't kiss and tell anyway"

Spencer enters a little after "I just had an interesting conversation with the author of Empty Planet" he flicks through the pages of his new seattle bought copy "Also sneakily got a signiture while I was there"

"Of course you did, I need another coffee, anyone?" Spencer lets out a hum of confirmation, as you walk past you make a point to give a slighty prolonged kiss on his cheek. He raises a brow as you walk away "She usually hates public contact" he mutters more to himself in confusion than anyone else.

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To have and to hold Chapter Three: The Boogeyman

➼ pairing: Spencer reid x SecretWife!FBI!Reader ➼ summary: While spencer is away in texas your daughter is causing problems at school ➼ what to expect: "I just want to hear your voice" ➼ warnings:Angst? Mentions of events from 2x06 'the boogeyman' ➼ Chapter two / Chapter four

1 New Email from [email protected] Re: Work from home Case notes Hello Y/n, Your request to work from home has been approved, Agent Williams will drop off the file for the Phildelphia case at some point today. If you could work on formulating a list of potential sources where we may have an in for undercover work, Williams and Peterson are on their way to interview.

Enjoy your time at home, S. Emerson

Spencer is in texas, Charlotte had been sent home from Pre-school for causing trouble and your babysitter is sick so now you're desperately trying to keep files for a cartel case you're working far out of reach from Lottie.

For a troublesome toddler who was causing such havoc that she was sent home she seems to be perfectly content now, lying on her stomach on the floor of your living area, doctor who playing in the background while she scribbles away in a notebook.

You debate internally whether you should message spencer about it, he's caught up on the otherside of the country, it could be nothing she could just be having a bad day.

Your phone buzzes

1 new message: Just landed in texas, I'm on the way to Ozona now, is everything okay at home? Love you.

It's like he's telepathic sometimes you swear.

Message to 'S.Reid': Good, everything is fine, pre-school called saying that Lottie's been getting into arguments with other kids and not listening to teachers, they want me to come in and have a meeting tomorrow. Love you too xx

You hesitate at the sight of his contact name, it's too formal, it used to be necessary, could just save him as 'husband' or anything. But now his team knows, does that mean you should abandon cover completely?

You get a call.

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Chapter Three: The Boogeyman

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"Hello?"

"Hi, Is charlotte okay?" His voice is soft as it echoes through your phone, a buzzing in the background that indicates that he's in a car. "she's fine, sat watching doctor who now, her teacher didn't say much when I picked her up just asked to have a parent meeting tomorrow"

"Is that Mrs reid on the phone I hear?" You assume thats morgan

"Dr Reid actually" you tease back.

"Did Charlotte tell you what the fights were about?" You shake your head even though you know he can't see you "I asked but she said she wasn't arguing with anyone"

"I...see..."

You sigh "Yeah I think it may have been a misunderstanding it might just be that she didn't know what tone she was speaking with"

"Yeah maybe" Charlotte perks up at the sound of her dad's voice, sitting up "Papa?" She calls from the other room.

How on earth did she hear that?

Soon she comes toddling in with a force, crashing into your leg "I think she wants to talk to you" you laugh, running your fingers through his hair. "I can quickly, we'll be arriving at the local police station soon"

You hand the phone over to charlotte, who uses both hands to hold it to her ear with how heavy it is compared to her. "Hi papa"

You don't hear the other side of the conversation well enough to process what hes saying. "Mhm" she hums back.

"Mhm....okay....bye papa..." She holds the phone up to you, wide eyed as she does so, with a brow raised you go back to the call. "What did you say to her?"

"Don't worry about it....look we're about to arrive and this unsub is not leaving a lot of time between attacks so I've got to go"

"Okay good luck, call me tonight if you can"

"I will, bye"

You sigh as you hang up, placing the phone down in the desk and looking down at Charlotte.

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"Everything okay?" Hotch questions as spencer puts down the phone. "Hm?"

"The call, is everything alright?"

"Oh yeah its fine Charlotte just got into a bit of trouble at pre-school" He shrugs off, still not used tobeing able to talk about stuff like parenting with the team.

"Its still strange to picture Reid as a dad" JJ chimes in from the back of the SUV. "Its like seeing a baby pigeon, you know it can happen but its still...strange"

"What? What's that supposed to mean?"

Morgan laughs "Nothing pretty boy, I guess Charlotte's not taking after you then I can imagine you were a little teachers pet in school"

"Not necessarily in pre-school being in trouble could mean anything" Hotch adds "We had to have a meeting with Jack's pre-school because he was struggling to settle in and was lashing out it could be nothing"

Spencer hums, leaning his head against the glass "Yeah except for the fact that Charlotte has been in pre-school for almost two years" he mutters, brows furrowed as he re-reads the message on his phone.

"Oh my god I just realised..." JJ gasps "Spence has been a dad longer than Hotch"

A shocked silence fills the car for a moment "Nah that just ain't right"

"Is it seriously that hard to believe that I could father a child?"

"Father a child? No, Have one this young, kinda"

"We should probably get to the case" Spencer diverts the subject, opening the case file as he opens the door of the car.

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"Thank you for coming in Dr L/n I know you and Charlottes Dad are very busy" Lottie's teacher greets you with a nervous smile as you sit down in the office "It's no problem... Is everything okay? Lottie still hasn't really told me what happened"

She sighs "Yes...sorry if we made you worry it's just that we think that the situation is a bit complicated to tell you at handover so we felt it best that we have a meeting instead. Charlotte has been very... argumentative I guess is the word recently, yelling in other kids faces, not wanting to participate in activities and yelling at the teachers that try to get her involved"

Your jaw drops slightly at the explanation "I...see...that... sorry that's just a bit of a shock I know she can get a bit cranky at times but what kid doesn't? She's not like this at home"

The teacher nods, pulling out some papers from a drawer "I would imagine that would be the case, Charlotte is a lovely child Dr l/n but I feel that the reason this may be the case is...frustration"

"Frustration?"

"We are of the belief that Charlotte is getting...bored with pre-school because her development is so far ahead from the rest of her class when she's brought into a group activity that is on their development level she gets frustrated... our suggestion is that we have Charlotte assessed to see if she is at a stage to put her into elementary school early"

You freeze at her words, they shouldn't scare you, you know that. It just means Charlottes doing well at school that's all, and yet they do. You just can't place why out of the long list of reasons. "I...see...really?"

"Well she on a learning level is absolutely at the stage of a first year elementary schooler, her reading age is beyond even that, it will just depend on whether we think she is independant enough to go into kindergarten without needing to rely on teachers for stuff like the bathroom and eating" You know she already is, which is a problem, for you, not her.

"I...I see...I will need to talk to Charlotte's father about this excuse me..." You step out the office, Charlotte reading in the hallway with another teacher. "Come on Lottie we're going home now"

The silent car journey back to your apartment leaves you alone with your thoughts for a little too long "Lottie do you like going to pre-school?"

She shrugs "Sometimes"

"Why only sometimes? You have friends don't you?"

"I do...but they're hard to talk to"

Your brows furrow, eyes darting between the road and the mirror to see her in the backseat "How so?"

"they...don't get it"

"Don't get what?"

"Anything...they take too long... I have to wait for them"

Oh.

Now this is familiar, and it is something that both you and spencer have experienced from time to time, being on a complete other wave length of the people around you that if you have yet to learn how to regulate emotions properly, like a small child, it can be overwhelming and frustrating.

"I see..."

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Spencer calls late that night, you wait for him to call since from the sounds of things it is a very fast paced case. "Hey...how's the case going?" you slip into a bed thats far too cold for your liking, flicking through the file for your own case.

"Its...going interesting, I'm stuck staking out inside a dark old house that Garcia thinks is haunted." you hum out a half focused laugh. "She's just trying to get to you love, just don't tell them that you're freaked out by the dark you won't hear the end of it"

"Yeah I think it's a bit too late for that...how did the meeting with Charlotte's pre-school go?"

You sigh "They...want to move her up a grade or two"

"Already?"

"Mhm...apparently the arguments she was causing is because she didn't understand why her friends were taking so long to understand things"

"Well...if they think thats best for her that may not be the worst thing... I know you worry about her struggling socially it'll probably be easier for her to socialise if shes surrounded by kids that can keep up with her"

"Its not just that I...there are so many reasons why I don't want her to be moved up...or be...like..."

"...like us?"

You sigh. "We had eachother, she is alone."

"She's not even four years old give her time"

"Time is what I want to give her it seems like everyone else that wants to rush her"

"y/n." His voice is sterner than usual, spencer not being "Is this about Charlotte now or about you?"

"What?"

"Psychologically speaking when in non-lethal situations parents are most protective over their children when it comes to experiences that said parent has experienced themselves"

"You just had to go into behavioural analysis didn't you?"

A breathy laugh barrells down the phone "Hey I didn't fight you on going into CID undercover, besides I don't need profiling experience to understand my wife"

Something seizes in your chest slightly at the word wife, even over five years in it doesn't go when he's away on a case "Is it...so wrong that I don't want my daughter to grow up as quickly as we did? Following our footsteps she could be out of the house in a decade"

"What does she want?"

"i haven't asked her directly...she says that she doesn't like talking to kids her age because they take too long to understand things"

Spencer pauses, a bit of a distant clambering coming through the overside of the line. "Spence you okay?"

"Yeah just...tripped... Look a decade is a long time y/n even if what you think will happen does, she will always be our daughter and if anyone is equipped to help her with the difficulties of being at a different point from her peers its us"

You sigh "Yeah...I know...I know that we should do it if it is what is best for her I just worry"

"Well you're already doing better than our parents in that regard..." Theres another clanging on his side of the line "I've gotta go someones in the house, sorry, Love you" He hangs up before you get the chance to respond.

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Its late when the jet lands in Virginia, the case following Spencer home just a little more than usual, he has had harder cases, ones where he's been injured or have taken a toll on him mentally. But this one stuck in his mind even as he slipped into the apartment.

Charlotte is asleep when he wanders into the nursery to check on her. Not even tall enough to climb out of her crib yet somehow might be going into elementary school soon.

To his shock you're still awake when he reaches your shared room "What are you doing up?" His voice is soft incase it echoes down the hall, shrugging off his blazer. You give a tired smile, placing down your notepad with the case file on your nightstand. "Catching up on work, also couldn't sleep...how was the case?"

"Yeah... yeah it was alright, we caught the unsub...obviously" he rambles, messily untying his tie. Your face falls slightly "It was kids wasn't it?"

His face scrunches in confusion, pushing his glasses up slightly. "What?"

You give him a knowing look, slipping out of bed, nightgown falling just past your knees "Everytime you come home from a case involving kids you spend on average two extra minutes in Lotties room, if she's awake you hold her just a little longer and a little tighter than usual"

"I thought I was the profiler" he mutters humorously, hands falling to your hips "I'm a woman of many talents" you shrug, pulling the tie from around his neck. "I also know because I do the same, so it's a bit of a cheat"

"How was your day?" He pulls you a little closer as you go for his glasses, slipping them off "I feel like you've heard about most of my day"

"Tell me again" he pecks your lips, dragging you over to the bed "Anything as long as it isn't case stuff, I just want to hear your voice"

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To have and to hold: Chapter Two: ~The Fisher King pt 2~

➼ pairing: Spencer reid x SecretWife!FBI!Reader ➼ summary: Two geniuses sworn in as FBI agents realise very quickly that it is better for safety to keep their family lives secret, however that sometimes is easier said than done. ➼ what to expect: "Things are going to be different now arent they?" ➼ warnings: Angst, cm typical violence ➼ Chapter one / Chapter three

"Who is Y/n Reid?"

Spencer and Gideon lock eyes, one of the few people who did know, because he could keep a secret as closely as he could, and also because he had met gideon before you decided to hide your family.

"You should probably tell them"

Morgans head darts between the two "Tell us what?"

"She's gonna be livid"

JJ sits up in her seat "Wait what?"

"He has our addresses she could be in danger"

"Reid?!" Spencer sighs, closing his eyes for a moment he takes a deep breath "Alright....Alright..." he pinches the bridge of his nose, finally facing the group.

"Y/n Reid is another agent here at the FBI, she works a lot in intelligence, does undercover missions sometimes aswell"

Morgan raises a brow at the answer "Great, but you know that's not what we're talking about, who is she to you?"

Huffing as he realises he's not getting out of this "My...wife...she's my wife."

"Your what?"

He sighs "I got married when I was eighteen, both of us went through the academy but in our last year... y/n got pregnant and we decided that given how dangerous our jobs are when we got inducted into the FBI we covered up the fact that we were married as much as we could... the only people who know is Gideon and her section chief."

"You have a wife...and a child?"

"Yes...and now I'm going to have to explain that you all know as well"

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Chapter Two: The Fisher King part 2

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With the adrenaline of it all you barely noticed the sleep deprivation as you dragged yourself through the bullpen of the BAU. Gideon is the first to greet you before you can get yourself to the round table room where Spencer is.

"Y/n it's good to see you"

"You too Gideon, although I wish it was better circumstances..." You eye gideon up and down, Gideon is never rude when you've met him in the past but he is also never this cordial either, especially in a time intensive case. "...You're here for damage control aren't you?"

"He only blew your cover because it was necessary"

You sigh "I'm not...mad at spencer for telling the team he...explained enough on the phone and I've had the flight to calm down, I'm not happy about it but i'm not mad either"

"Okay... good... that's good, everyone's in the confrence room all the case details are up there aswell." He pats your shoulder, about to rush off but catches himself before he fully leaves "I would watch out, I imagine you're about to face a lot of questions"

You nod, walking up to the round table room, spencer is stood fidgeting when you enter, staring at the the board of numbers before him "Hey"

"Hi, how was the flight?" You kiss him on the cheek "Fine, your mom was teaching Lottie more about her king arthur book so she has something new to capture her interest for a while. Lily is watching her back at the apartment"

"That's good, we may have to bring the both of them into protective custody though" Your face falls "It's that bad?"

In the corner of the room sits JJ and Derek, mouths agape in silence as they witness the couple.

"Okay this is a prank now kid, this is your wife?"

The two of you look over to the corner. "Sorry, hi I'm Dr y/n l/n, the jet lag got to me a bit I'm not normally this all over the place"

Derek stands up to shake your hand "Hi... you're...reid's wife?" You laugh at his cluelessness "I am guessing you're Derek Morgan? Spencer said you have an... interesting investment in his love life"

"That would be me... I didn't mean any disrespect Miss I thought he was single"

"That's alright, I would be concerned if you didn't, where are we with the case?"

Spencer leans back to show you the board of numbers that they've been staring at. "We know that it's referring to page, line, and word numbers of a specific book its just figuring out the book that is the question."

You purse your lips "Well it would have to be a specific publication and edition aswell"

"That's what gideon said"

"Ok well surely it is a book significant to the unsub, you said that he's been referencing medieval times maybe it is a medieval book?"

"That unfortunately doesn't narrow the pool as much"

"It narrows the pool a lot more than if it were published recently how many texts do you know still survive from that era?"

"Good point..." Spencer frowns at the board. "That makes more sense" JJ chimes in. "Hm?"

"Do you two rant at each other a lot?" You two exchange a glance of question "I suppose we do yes"

"I see... interesting, I'm going to check on Elle"

The two of you go back to staring at the board "...era..." Reid mutters to himself, turning and rooting through some evidence bags to find one with a trading card "I'll be back" He runs out the room towards Gideon's office, leaving you and Morgan alone.

"I should probably message our babysitter to come to quantico" you mutter, pulling out your phone.

"Yes...Reid said you two have a kid?"

Your brows furrow, trying to focus on texting and talking at the same time. "You sound surprised still, just as you sounded surprised when I arrived but..." You press send, putting your phone away. "The way you emphasised your words when you asked if I was spencer's wife, you put emphasis on the word Reid, not wife. implying that you're less shocked that he's married and more that I'm the one he's married to"

Morgan laughs a bit nervous, not expecting to get profiled by a non profiler. "Forgive me for asking but... how does a woman like yourself end up with-"

"-With?" You raise a brow at the question, arms crossed as you step towards him. The true ending of the sentance dies at yoru question. In truth you new what he was implying, he's not the first to ask. While you and spencer may have grown close via being in gifted kid programs growing up outwardly your appearance does not reflect it. You despise the word bimbo with a passion however stereotypically your appearance does often convey one that is opposite spencers.

And it is driving Morgan crazy.

You note how Derek makes the smart decision to not finish his question. "Spencer and I met when we were children, toddlers, we went to a large pre-school but when we both started developing a lot quicker than our peers they decided to put us in a group together and well... that carried on into the rest of our lives"

"You're a genius too?"

"...I...hate that word personally, but I suppose so" You shrug, turning back to the evidence as you look over it. "Spencer and I got married as soon as we legally could, because it is hard to find someone who understands... and he does"

Morgan nods "I get that... I'm sorry I guess if Reid has told you about my teasing I must have given a bad impression" you sigh, smiling back "I promise he has also given some good anecdotes about you aswell... just don't insult my husband again"

Derek laughs "That I can do" His phone buzzes, pulling it out of his pocket "I gotta go sorry, we have a lead about the missing girl" he wanders out

Spencer eventually comes running back in "It's the collector by John Fowles, the unsub quoted a passage from the parliament of fowls, I'm just waiting for a library to call me back with a copy" You raise a brow "Like what your mom used to read?"

"Yeah do you remember?"

"Of course...she read it to Lottie this morning" Spencer smiles slightly at the thought.

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'The path to the end Began at his start to find her first calm her long broken heart she sits in a window with secrets from her knight is it adventure that keeps him out of her sight'

Is eventually the message the three of you managed to translate using the code "Is it a puzzle?" Garcia questions. "It's a riddle" You confirm, spencers pacing around the room.

"It's never night in las vegas" He mutters to himself.

"Spencer?" You look to him in question as he rushes to the phone "Hello? I need to be connected to the field office closest to las vegas, Nevada immediately. Hi this is Dr spencer reid with the behavioural analysis unit at quantico. Look I need my mother picked up and brought to Virginia in protective custody as soon as possible. We're searching for an unsub that shot one of our agents today and I think he may know my mother and I believe she may be in danger...yes... she's at the bennington sanitarium in las vegas, her name is Diana Reid. She's a patient there... thank you" He puts the phone down.

A pit forms in your stomach "Oh it is really that bad isn't it?" fear starts to pick up in your chest. Spencer's words falter "You said Lily was on the way with Charlotte?"

"Yes...should be here any minute" You look to garcia whose watching on in confusion and shock "Garcia could we... please have a minute"

She snaps back to you "Yes... oh yes! Of course" she wanders out muttering to herself.

"Are you...okay?" slowly stepping closer to him you search his face for any sign of betrayal of what could be going on. You go to follow up the question but your breath catches "You told people about us, you're bringing Lottie and Diana in protective custody... I'm starting to freak out a little"

"I... I don't know, there's just too much in common... all of the unsubs clues have been about arthurian legend, my mother used to teach medieval history, he left clues that have details that are only in my letters to her... he knew about you... the only people who know is gideon, your parents and her..."

You take a sharp inhale, taking his shaky hands into yours "Okay, well I was with your mom this morning, and she was fine, she was having a good day actually... agents are going to get her now I am sure that she is fine and will be fine...lets just focus on figuring out who this guy is... maybe its someone at the same hospital as her"

you step away to turn back to the evidance board but he grasps your wrist, pulling you back "I'm sorry."

"Huh?"

"This wouldn't be happening if I hadn't included those things in my letters...I made so many written confirmations of you and Charlotte and now you two-"

"Spencer you can't blame yourself for that, what were we supposed to do not tell your mom about her only granddaughter? this is not your fault..." Pulling him into a hug he kisses your head.

Eventually the two of you laugh "Its weird being able to do this out in the open"

"We're the only ones here"

"Still... we're at work"

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Your baby sitter drops off Charlotte not too long after. Clinging to your leg in the bullpen as she looks around confused "Mama what are we doing here?"

"This is where me and papa work" You eventually pick her up as shes dragging your leg. "Oh...is this a spy building?" Spencer laughs "Shh, first rule of being a spy is that you don't tell anyone, coffee?" He asks you, nodding as he steps away towards the break area.

Garcia walks past as Charlotte tucks her head into your neck. "Oh my god is this your daughter" Voice jumping up a couple of octaves as she creeps up.

"Yes! this is Charlotte...Lottie this is penelope, Papa's friend" Charlotte mutters out a shy hello, not changing position. "Sorry she's tired she can be a bit funny when she hasn't slept... I would also maybe keep any files away from her, she's obsessed with reading anything and everything at the moment she's like a magpie but instead of silver its words"

Garcia giggles "That is okay I would expect no less from a mini Reid, i have some more lighthearted books in my office if she wants to look? Its a good distraction from cases"

You tilt your head back to make eye contact with charlotte "that sound good lottie?" She perks up a little, still clearly sleep deprived but revived enough to jump out of your arms.

Garcia and Charlotte run away to her office. Turning back to spencer where Diana suddenly is stood, having arrived somehow without you noticing. "Why did you bring me here spencer?"

"Diana? We brought you here to be safe" You step closer. "By making me do something I hate the most?"

"I know... how about we go somewhere less chaotic?"

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In what feels like a jet lag heavy blink of the eye the unsub was identified, and then confirmed by Garcia, then and address was found. Then just as quickly you get told while nestled between a sleeping Diana and Charlotte that Spencer had narrowly avoided being blown up, that he had caught on fire but injuries were minimal.

Nights after cases like these, hard ones, draining ones, are always quiet, Diana took herself to your spare room as soon as she entered the apartment, you had to carry Charlotte to bed as she had fallen asleep in the BAU and neither of you dared to wake her.

It is still silent as the two of you slip into bed together, limbs heavy and bodies weak from the stress and adrenaline from the case.

The first sign of contact is subtle, a thumb running up and down the back of your hand, the two of you even with no will to move or even stare anywhere but the ceiling reaching out for eachother. "I'm here..."

"Me too..."

You take his hand properly. "Things are going to be different now aren't they?"

He doesn't answer at first, hesitant.

"Yes... probably...but that might be a good thing..." he squeezes your hand "All the bad stuff is over..." reminding you that he was still there and intact after the explosion.

"For now... but thats enough"

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To have and to hold: Chapter One: ~The Fisher King Part One~

➼ pairing: Spencer reid x SecretWife!FBI!Reader ➼ summary: Two geniuses sworn in as FBI agents realise very quickly that it is better for safety to keep their family lives secret, however that sometimes is easier said than done. ➼ what to expect: "Who is Y/n reid?" ➼ warnings: n/a ➼ Prologue / Chapter Two

"Oh there he is, Pretty boy" Spencer is eager to get out of the bullpen when Morgan approaches him "Last chance, I can get my man to swing you a hotel room for practically nothing. Even you might get a little loving out there"

He doesn't need a hotel room, especially on the same resort as Morgan and Elle for that. Which is why he is so desperate to get away, but god does he want to tell them that to make his life just a little easier when it comes to Morgan assuming what he does on a day to day

"Thanks anyway"

"Oh come on Reid, live a little, huh?"

"I have to go, going home, have a good one guys" narrowly he escapes the bullpen, off on a two week vacation before he can get sucked back up into FBI antics

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Chapter One: The Fisher King part 1

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"I'm home!" Spencer calls wearly as he sets foot in the apartment, hanging up his coat. "In here!" echoes from deep within.

He finds you both in the kitchen, books piled up on the counter so high that its taller than your daughter sat on the counter next to them. "It's finally happened" you sigh.

"What's happened?" With an upturned frown he steps further into the kitchen, placing his messanger bag down as he kisses the top of Charlotte's head, inciting giggles from her.

"She's ran out of enid blyton books, she's read all of them"

"Oh no, end of the world, we'll have to find you another book series"

You lean back against the counter, pursing your lips "Yeah...about that..."

"Pre-school is getting me books from big school!" Charlotte chimes in happily from where she's sat.

Brows furrowed, spencer's head snaps to you "They are?"

You help her down from the counter "Lottie why don't you go and double check that there's absolutely none that you haven't read yet in your room?"

"Okay mama" Lottie runs off.

When she dissappears into her room your frown grows into a smile "How was work?" you push yourself from the counter, fixing a stray hair that had fallen in front of his face. Spencer shrugs, pecking you on the lips "Just a whole lot of paperwork, over now though, how much time did you manage to get off with CID?"

"Not quite two weeks I'm afraid, but enough, nine days"

"What's this about Charlotte getting books from elementary school?"

You bite your tongue in hesitation "Lottie's pre-school... reckons that her reading age is... high, they've made a deal with the elementary school next door to let her borrow books from there "

"We both knew that this may happen. Also it may be nothing, there is no hereditary component to I-"

"IQ, I know, but there are hereditary components to things such as development of reading is, and an eidetic memory is influenced by other genetic factors and environment which I would say us two as parents are probably one of said environments where that may be the case"

"So...You think we should get her tested?"

"No... not yet, you're right it might just be reading development, you know...I just worry she'll get treated differently"

Lower lip jutting out, spencer steps closer to you "If she was struggling socially her teachers would've told us, Charlotte has friends theres no need to worry"

"Yeah... you're right, I mean... we met at that age who knows maybe she'll make some good friends in school"

A smile tugs at Spencers face "see, nothing to worry about"

you nod, leaning back against the counter "Are you planning on flying out to see your mother today?"

"If you're alright with it, I know it means it will be eating into the little time we both have off"

You shake your head "You don't have to ask my permission to see her spence, you know I love diana and you rarely get to see her"

"We're going to see Grandma?"

You both turn to find that Charlotte's returned silently, book about king arthur in hand, one of the few in the house that she was yet to read and was age appropriate. You both exchange a glance to answer. "Your dad is yeah"

"Can we go?"

"I... I don't know baby... You know that grandma can get... overwhelmed easily"

"I mean...we can afford two more tickets for a flight... She has only seen Lottie like, three times?" Spencer sighs, you aren't wrong, he supposes that one extra visit a year wouldn't be the end of the world, what's the worst that could happen?

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Spencer visits his mother alone at first, just to see how she's doing at first but, cannot actually go through with walking up to her. But the next day when he returns with you and Charlotte.

"Dr Reid?"

You both turn around. The nurse laughs "Sorry...still getting used to it, Dr Spencer Reid, someone dropped this off at the desk for you last night" She hands over a large envelope. "What?"

The two of you exchange confused glances as he opens it, out rolling a key and a note.

'She will die unless you save her Dr Reid, Call Gideon, He knows'

Reading over his shoulder your face falls. "Oh no."

"I... I should call-"

You shake your head "Don't worry about it, go, we'll keep your mom company for a bit while you figure out what's going on"

Spencer runs off, seperating from the two of you "So much for a vacation"

"Is papa okay?" Charlotte tugs at your hand, luckily you are not carrying her otherwise she almost certainly will have read that note given how eager she has been to read recently. "Fine baby I'm sure, just got a letter from work is all"

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Spencer reconvenes with his team in the crime scene of Frank Giles, interrupting a strange conversation about medieval naming for times. "3pm, hey guys Garcia told me where to find you"

"3pm?"

"It's medieval, the days used to be broken into hourly intervals, the canonical hours of the breviary: prime 6am, terce 9am, sext 12 noon, none, 3pm and vespers 6pm"

"Reid do not ever go away again"

"Medieval thats why the language changed 'doth' everything this guy does is a clue"

Morgan starts to pace "Okay but guys, it's 4:45 what do we do? Leave the blade in till 3pm tomorrow?"

Spencer squints at the sword in front of him "Not if we can block that window out, do you have any spotlights in your car?"

Someone fetches him a flashlight as he stands in front of the window "See, the sun is right here at 5pm, Morgan follow the shadow as I move higher"

Morgan follows, moving things out of the way "Okay and do what?"

"Tap"

"It's hollow"

"-Definitely an Indiana Jones movie" elle cuts in

"Tear it open" Morgan pulls out a knife, tearing into the wall and pulling out a box. "Wait are we sure that's safe?"

"What do you think its a bomb?"

"You think he'd be playings this game just to blow us up? He'd have already done that as long as we've been standing here"

Morgan places the box down "It's locked do you want me to break it?"

"The youngest holds the key" Gideon quotes from his own letter than he recieved along with a far less pleasant gift. Patting down all his pockets Spencer finally pulls out the key he recieved in vegas.

The box opens to a specific tune. "Schubert. The trout Quintet"

"Five people fishing"

"'Never would it be night, but always clear day to any man's sight'"

"Well that was worth it" Elle adds, hotch points out the lid, pulling a tab holding a lock of hair and a CD.

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"Thy quest." the video from the box echoes out through the round table room of the BAU. "He moves funny" hotch notes "It's like he's injured or something"

"I assure you, you will all understand in the end why it must be this way. You might even thank me." The video continues.

"Don't hold your breath scumbag" Elle cuts in.

"You know now you're on a quest. A young girl's life depends on the successful completion of it. As you can see, she is quite beautiful and in distress. Now please listen closely, for there is one rule and this rule must be followed.

The one rule is, only the members of your team may participate in the quest: Jason Gideon, Aaron Hotchner, Derek Morgan, Elle Greenaway, Spencer Reid, Jennifer Jareau, Penelope Garcia, and Y/n Reid."

A pit forms in Spencers stomach at the final name, unlike the rest there is no photo in the video of you but a name is enough, a name is dangerous. Because there are very, very few that know your last name is reid.

"A quest must be completed in the proper way or it isn't a quest, is it That's it. One rule. Simple. Now, you will be receiving an item soonthat will hold the final clue you will need to finish the quest. You will find you will also need a book which has inspired many an adventure like mine. Believe me when I tell you I truly hope to see you all soon. It will mean a successful end to this adventure for all of us."

The screen cuts out into a harrowing moment of silence.

"Y/n...reid?"

A search for an excuse, explaination, anything hangs on spencer's tongue "Reid? Do you have a sister or something?" Of course Morgan would be the one who points to sister before the explanation of wife.

"Why would it be our entire team and then someone extra?"

"Ths guys got pictures of us?"

"What do we do now?"

"Well, the lock of hair's being analysed for DNA" JJ adds "There may be something on file"

The questions floating around him do not reach Spencers mind, tunnel vision setting in on who could possibly know about you in relation to him.

Given the dangerous nature of both of your jobs the two of you went to great lengths to limit the number of people that knew of your family. You didn't go by Reid, you registered your address to one seperate from him, the two of you didn't even hint to the possibility of being married at work let alone children.

You knew that realistically, you couldn't cover it up completely, the FBI has both of your locations on file and it wasn't like you could erase marriage or birth records, but you went to great lengths to make it so that no one would ever think to look.

So how did this person know?

"Reid?"

He snaps out of his trance "Hm?"

"Who is y/n?"

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➼ pairing: Spencer reid x SecretWife!FBI!Reader ➼ summary: Two geniuses sworn in as FBI agents realise very quickly that it is better for safety to keep their family lives secret, however that sometimes is easier said than done. ➼ what to expect: Fluff, angst, possible smut

Prologue: ~The Popular kids~ Chapter one: The fisher king part 1 Chapter two: The fisher king part 2 Chapter three: The boogeyman Chapter four: Empty planet Chapter five: The last word Chapter six: Sex, birth, death Chapter seven: profiler, profiled (coming soon)

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To Have and to hold- Prologue: ~The Popular Kids~

➼ pairing: Spencer reid x SecretWife!FBI!Reader ➼ summary: Two geniuses sworn in as FBI agents realise very quickly that it is better for safety to keep their family lives secret, however that sometimes is easier said than done. ➼ what to expect: "Okay, so tell me, what does keep the young Dr Reid awake at night?" ➼ warnings: n/a ➼ Chapter 1 (coming soon)

It was early. Far too early for Spencer to make any sense of it all, barely lucid he's dragging himself through the apartment, brain addled from constant interrupted sleep across the night.

How did a coffee end up in his hand?

Apparently so out of it he did not even percieve you sat on the kitchen counter, your own cup of coffee in hand, his shirt lazily buttoned up and sliding off your shoulder. "You got a case?"

"Yeah, close though, Virginia"

You nod, taking a sip of your own drink "That good, all goes well you may be home today or tomorrow"

He hums out an agreement, pressing a kiss to your forehead before taking a sip of coffee, shaking his head in an attempt to wake himself up.

You hum out a small laugh at his state "You know I could have stayed up with her a couple of times right?" waving his hand dismissively Spencer pulls on his sweater. "Its alright, I couldn't sleep anyway."

"Ah so I see where she gets it from then"

"Mm, well, good luck with her tonight"

"I'll live, good luck with the case" with a chaste kiss he turns to leave, to leave behind the domesticity for a ritualistic case but before he does you grab his arm.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Fine, just... insomnia you know? Give my love to Charlotte when she wakes up"

With a satisfying enough answer you let him go "I will... tell me if everythings okay? I'm on call as well but I'll keep my phone on, Lily said she'd watch Lottie if I get a case before you come back"

"Everythings fine, I promise"

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Prologue: The popular kids

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Spencer is on coffee number three by the time he's in the BAU break room, adding enough sugar to put a bakery out of business "Easy there, tough guy. Have some coffee with your sugar" Morgan laughs, patting his shoulder on the way by.

"I need something to wake me up" he mutters, brows furrowed on the simple task of stirring his drink.

"Late Night?"

"Very"

"My man."

"Not that kind of late night." He wishes it was, or at the very least he wishes that he could explain what kind of late night it actually was but it is probably for the best that he doesn't. Today is not the day to blow your cover for no reason. Morgan laughs.

"Okay, so tell me, what does keep the young Dr Reid awake at night? Wait, let me guess, memorising some obscure textbook?"

Try staying up with a three year old that insists that she cannot sleep because she needs to read to the end of her famous five book, then it is that she needs milk, then just plain not tired. Ultimately, Jail break, running to your bedroom because why not?

"No, no, no. Working on cold fusion. No, I got it, I got it, watching star trek and laughing at the physics mistakes"

Close, doctor who, but only one episode, she likes the pretty colours of the intro sequence.

"Actually, there aren't that many scientific errors in Star Trek, especially considering how long ago it was made, there are certain improbabilities, but not that many outright errors"

Good to know his brain is still working.

"Right."

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Patience S2:15: ~The host club takes France!~

➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x fem!reader ➼ summary: On a class trip to France Kyoya goes on a hunt, meanwhile the twins make a change ➼ what to expect: ➼ warnings: n/a ➼ S2:14 / S2:16 A/n: inspired by Vol. 12 of the manga

Monday 6:48am, The Hitachiin household

When Kaoru woke up alone something in him immediately struck him as strange. "Hikaru?" He calls out, rubbing the sleep from his eyes in the empty room.

"Dammit" he mutters to himself, he can't still be mad can he? ever since the group date with Haruhi things have between strange between the twins, they made up, but there was still so much unspoken between the two of them.

Pulling himself out of bed Kaoru drags himself towards the bathroom "Hika-"

All words die in his throat as he spots his twin in the bathroom, a harrowing sight in front of him.

"Good morning Kaoru."

Hikaru has dyed his hair brown.

"Hikaru?"

"It turned out pretty well didn't it? Given that I woke up at the crack of dawn and dyed it on a whim"

Stunned, Kaorus cannot tear his eyes away "Why?"

"Kaoru um... i've been thinking a lot recently... about what you've said and what y/n and Haruhi told me and... if having people tell us apart is the first step toward independence, its a simple thing, we just have to change the look on the outside"

Still no response from Kaoru.

"We should have done something like this sooner, we'd always blamed other people for not being able to tell us apart...but maybe the reality is that we didn't put forth the effort so others could see the difference"

The fear that this was an act of distancing himself from Kaoru slowly dissipated, though still, it was abrupt, and strangely mature for Hikaru.

"If all we needed to do is something as simple as this, I'm happy to do it, and if you want Kaoru I'm happy to have separate rooms too, even at the club we can each entertain guests on our own as well. But nothing will ever change the fact that we are twins"

"Hikaru?"

"I thought about it all night, and I remembered something the boss once said, it may be true that we cant continue on as we have before, because if I'm dependent on you, nobody will take me seriously but that does not mean that we should force ourselves to live seperate lives, we are twins we share something very lucky and rare."

Kaoru doesn't know when he started tearing up, he doesn't even know why, it may be pride for his brother, fear of change a mix of both he's not sure. "So we will remain close, because if we don't, there would be no point being born twins"

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"Y/n! Y/n!" Too distracted by setting your luggage down you barely noticed Kaoru barrelling towards you at an unhuman speed "I was wrong"

"Huh?"

"I don't trust in hikaru but hikaru is much more mature than I, I thought I had destroyed us, but everything was okay!" You barely register the words from kaoru as they leave him, shocked at the intensity of the interaction as he gripped at your forearms.

"Oh?....Oh! Oh my god thats great!" You smile as he pulls you into a hug "Y/n why are you hugging Kaoru?"

Hikaru has caught with you both.

"Oh my god hikaru your hair!" You exclaim as you step away from Kaoru. Hikaru scratched the back of my head "Yeah... it was the only dye I could find, how does it look?"

"It looks... good actually, strange though I never thought I'd see you with any natural colour than orange"

Hikaru's eyes suddenly lands on your luggage "Wait why do you have all those suitcases?"

"Class trip to france leaves today remember? So You'll be free of Kyoya and I for a week"

"Is the boss not going?"

"I don't think so no, not sure why, I suppose France holds some painful memories for him at the moment"

Kyoya suddenly appears behind you "France is also hardly a trip to him he's seen it all before, why isn't your luggage loaded into the car?" With a fake annoyance and a shake of his head Kyoya picks up some of the cases, carrying them to the car.

"Well he's going to be a joy to fly with" Hikaru quips

You shake your head, knowing Kyoya is about as good with flying as he is with getting up in the morning "You don't know half of it, wish me luck"

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The host club takes France!

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Day one: Cannes, France

Kyoya meets you in the lobby of the hotel on the first morning of the trip, the two of you being separated due to it being a school trip despite you both being engaged. "How was sharing a room?" You smile, holding back a laugh at Kyoya's demeanour.

"Don't get me started, at least I'm not sharing with Tamaki"

"Oh well... its only a week, if we're sight seeing today there's a few places I thought we could check out a couple of places I made a list"

"Unfortunately I fear we must split up today, I have a hunch that the new kid in class may have some useful information so I must try and get close to him"

Even kyoya internally winces at your face falling "Oh, I see"

"I promise, I'll see you later?"

With a deep inhale you pull yourself back together quickly "Yes, sounds good, I suppose I also have some business to address here as well, just remember this is a vacation also" staring up at him you place a hand on his chest which he takes.

"Enjoy yourself today" He kisses your hand before stepping away, out of the hotel to a car waiting for him.

"Good morning Master Kyoya" The driver opens the door for him. "Yes, good morning"

"Where would you like to go today?"

"I gave you the map last night, I told you we'll be visiting all the places we can."

"Yes master Kyoya but... do you realise how many homes are scattered around the Cote D'azur?"

"Tachibana, we must exhaust every option available to us, do you think either of the women we're looking for would be on a map? There's also a high possibility that they are using fake names"

Three days ago...

It was a stray email, Kyoya wasn't sure how he found it, it was deep in the servers of your company that he now had access to, seemed harmless at first and yet when he opened it, an email from seven years ago blew the case open.

To: [email protected] Re: Summer holiday plans

Yuzuru, I email hoping that your offer from when my family visited Japan is still open. I wish to leave as soon as I am able, I beg you for help in this, I know you have the resources. I just ask that you consider, and that if you decide this to be too risky that you do not tell my husband. My thanks, L/n M/n

And now Kyoya was starting to place some of the pieces together, Tamaki's family had sent people away before, hidden them with no chance of finding them, first with your mother, later with Tamaki's after he came to japan.

Perhaps he could kill two birds with one stone, perhaps they were hidden in the same place.

"Well, if thats the case, wouldn't it be better to ask the police or a detective agency for help?"

"This is too trifling a matter for the police, i merely decided to kill some time by paying my respects to Tamakis mother, if we can't find he then thats the end of it. As for my future mother in law Y/n does not know that I am doing this so... it is a long shot but at least her hopes won't be up."

Kyoya's poker face is famously good however even his driver could tell that this was more than just killing time, for both instances. After the incident at the ouran fair Kyoya was anxious to rule out an option of it happening again, and he made a promise to you that he'd try to find your mother before the wedding.

Kyoya was sure you probably had forgotten or wrote that promise off, but he hadn't.

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Meanwhile...

You were sat outside a cafe that you stumbled across on the way to the places that you wanted to take Kyoya. "Hello? Sam? Can you hear me alright I'm currently trying to call from france?"

You just hope that whatever business Kyoya was after with the sightseeing it was worth it. "Did you find out anything about Yuuichi?"

"Yes...and no"

Your brows furrow, taking a sip of hot chocolate "What does that mean?"

"Well I did a cursory search like you asked, and Yuuichi has had a lot of back and forth with his father but the few communications I can find it is harmless. So interpret that as you will"

You pause momentarily, placing the mug down "I see..."

Sam was right, it could be nothing, you could not exactly expect all of the ootori siblings to cut contact with their father just because you and Kyoya had, but it is the contents of those conversations that could be a concern.

"If you would like my two cents on it"

"Always"

"I wouldn't act right now, you are still marrying into the family, best not burn anymore bridges than you need to"

you sigh, nodding even though you know he cannot see you "Yes... you're right...sam?"

"Hm?"

"Do you think that it was unwise of me to handle the situation with Kyoya's dad the way i did?"

"How so?"

"I had no problem cutting contact with my dad because I basically had done so anyway, but...I don't know I guess I worry that Kyoya may resent me for causing tension with his family"

"...I think...that this is a conversation you should have with kyoya, but personally, based on the information you have told me about the situation, no, I don't think it was unwise. It was mutual decision on kyoya and yours parts to record and email that video, but for the rest of his family it is why I suggest that you dont jump to conclusions"

You sigh, nodding "Thanks" you hang up.

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Later that day...

You were waiting in the hotel restaurant for Kyoya after returning from the solo sightseeing. Kyoya eventually wanders in wearily, whatever he had spent the day doing it had taken it out of him. "Sorry I'm late" He presses a kiss to your cheek before sitting down opposite you.

"How was sightseeing?"

"Tiring, I forget how exhausting it was when I was doing it with Tamaki" You let out a small laugh.

"Yes well... Tamaki is a special case"

"very true indeed, how was your day?"

"It was good, I got something for you" You slide a box over the table "Oh really? What is this for?"

"Do I need a reason?" Guilt. guilt is the reason, or maybe a little jealousy as well you weren't sure. Kyoya opens the box, inside sitting a calligraphy set and a set of folio papers for his pocket book "I noticed you were running out and there was this lovely shop selling it"

"Thank you, this is perfect"

Kyoya is determined now, they may have not been in Cote d'azur, but he will find them. Even if he has to search all of france.

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