#cmbingo20

Grinning widely he waited for the soft buzzing to stop which it did just as you caved and let out a soft whimper. His cock jumped in his pants at the sound and he shifted in his seat. ‘Emily torturing you again love?’ He smiled as you met his gaze, the flush of your skin suggested she had been at this for a few hours now. ‘She has me on ten minute intervals, I almost lost it on the way in here. Spence you’ve gotta help me.’

He chuckled and shifted again in his seat. The games Em played with you often ran for days at a time, setting all three of you up for a session of exquisite pleasure. What she exacted in her mischievous preparations she gave back tenfold when she wanted to. This knowledge of your shared girlfriend along with the physical effects she was creating within you had him hard and straining against his slacks.

Spotting the shift and knowing exactly what it meant you slid from the desk to perch on Spencer’s lap. There wasn’t the power play between you two like there was between you and Emily but you knew how to press his buttons and he was a decidedly softer touch than Em. He loved having his hair stroked so your hand naturally went back to the wild curls at the nape of his neck, your little finger simultaneously skimming the sensitive skin there. He shifted again beneath you and you knew you had him.

‘She’ll only drag it out if I help you cum Y/N. She’ll read it all over both our faces if I so much as touch you.’ He was being careful not to let his hands stray to where he wanted them, one against your lower back, pressing you in closer to him, another on your thigh, tracing the goose bumps your over aroused state had caused. ‘I know, I know. But it’s not against the rules if I get there without being touched.’ His quizzical gaze met your eager eyes, his genius brain gave him no advantage at all when it came to the fairer sex, something you found endearing. Realization crept into his expression when your fingers lightly traced the bulge in his pants and he had to cough to cover up the moan he let out. You got a huge amount of satisfaction from pleasuring both your partners but to Spencer's flawless memory he could never remember it causing you to reach orgasm without touch. When he saw you glance at his watch it all clicked into place for him.

‘You want to time getting me off to the next vibration scheduled.’ You bit your lip again and nodded, leaning in to capture his lips in a soft but passionate kiss as your fingers lightly traced his length again. Spence lifted his hands to cup your face, fisting them either side of you when he remembered he wasn’t allowed to touch you. ‘How do you want to do this?’ He whispered softly against your lips. You leaned back to check the nearby stacks and glanced again at his watch. ‘I have seven minutes till the next onslaught’ ‘six minutes forty two seconds actually’ you rolled your eyes and laid your palm against his cock which quietened Spencer again as he stifled a fresh moan. ‘I was thinking we sit just like this, pretend to be chatting and innocently kissing and I jerk you off.’ you stated simply against his ear. Preemptively answering his next question you pulled several clean Kleenex from the pocket of your dress and sat back to meet his gaze.

Spencer took a moment to process the situation. He’d never been much of an exhibitionist but he couldn’t deny the chances of you being caught were negligible. You were waiting for his consent and he gave it with a nod and a shy smile, moving himself to face you better and give you easier access to his trousers. Your smile lit up your entire face and you kissed your boyfriend tenderly, your fingers making quick work of his belt and fly. Reaching inside his black slacks you slid your hand along his aroused cock, gripping it softly through the soft cotton of his boxer briefs. Glancing down you smiled at the pattern. ‘Avocados eh?’ He grinned back at you, burying his face in your shoulder as you carefully extracted him from the novelty pants, your thumb swiping over his head to gather the precum that glistened there and spread it along his shaft. You could feel the kisses he placed along your collar bone as you worked him slowly, up and down, twisting your wrist slightly and collecting the slick from his slit on every other stroke.

You could feel your own slick soaked cunt clench around the small egg like device Emily had lovingly placed inside you that morning. The antenna that connected it to your phone and thereby to hers sat against your now swollen and throbbing clit and you moved your hips ever so slightly to feel it rub against the sensitive nub. No doubt knowing exactly what you were up to Spencer lifted his face from your neck and kissed you fiercely, pulling your bottom lip into his mouth and running his teeth over it. Your strokes sped up a little as the clock counted down to your mutual finish. Spencer continued kissing you deeply, letting soft moans and whimpers escape into your mouth. His knuckles had just turned white as he gripped the arms of the chair when you felt the device come alive within you again. Pressing your thighs together you sped up your movements around Spencer’s throbbing cock, gathering the tissues to soak up the now steady flow of precum that leaked from the tip. You felt more than heard the grunt he made as his climax surged through him and you watched his beautiful face clench in ecstasy, his cock pulsing it’s orgasm over your hand and into the tissues.

The combined sensations of the toy, the visual Spencer’s orgasm face provided and the feel of him coming undone in your hand pushed you over the edge and you let out a muffled moan of relief as your own orgasm rippled through you. Both breathing heavily you slumped in the chair, wrapping the wet tissue inside a few drier ones and pocketing the evidence of your adventure. Now that you’d climaxed Spencer felt free to touch you again and he cupped your face between both his hands and kissed you long and hard.

This work party is your opportunity to tell Spencer exactly how you feel about him. You two have continued to dance around the subject of romance, but you never had the guts to go there. He’s been such a good friend to you, and you fell for him instantly. The only person who knows your feelings for him is Penelope.

Actually, she is the reason you’re telling Spencer how you feel, and this party is the perfect place to do it. The BAU office is filled with people from all floors, chatting and eating finger foods. There is only one person on your mind, and you find him by the stairs that lead to the second landing where Hotch’s office is as well as the briefing room.

“Hey Spencer!” you greet, giving him a friendly hug.

“Hey, I was just looking for you.”

“For me? I was looking for you,” you chuckle.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I have something to tell you, actually. Um, it’s funny because we’ve been working for a long time together, and I’m just now ready to tell you this.” You’re taking way too long to get to the point, so you shake your head, changing your mind. “Let me start over.”

“This place is like a maze,” a woman chuckles.

She is young and very pretty, and she approaches Spencer as if he knows her. She wraps an arm around his waist, and your heart stops.

“Y/N, I’d like you to meet Maxine Brenner. She’s an art teacher,” Spencer grins.

“Hi, I’ve heard so much about you,” she smiles brightly.

“Hi,” you say quietly and shake her hand.

“She’s my girlfriend. I wanted you to be the first person to meet her.”

And this is where your heart plummets into your stomach. He looks at her exactly how you wished he looked at you--lovingly, and eyes filled with adoration. She is gorgeous, much better looking than you are. Of course, he’d choose someone not in the BAU.

“It’s nice to meet you,” you say, even though it’s a lie.

“Look, there’s Morgan. Come on. Excuse us, Y/N.”

He’d suggest other books to read in class to you that weren’t on the reading list. He always praised your comments when you raised your hand. You’d received an essay back from him that praised your ’insightful and rigorous arguments’.

You wanted to show him it wasn’t the only way in which you could be rigorous.

You’d had some pretty explicit fantasies about the Professor taking you in his office, a quiet corner of the library or even right there, in the lecture hall. Seriously it was obscene. Your daydreams made you want to run into the nearest church and throw yourself on the alter except you were sure you would burst into flames because of the degradation, the filth, the utter obscenity that you imagine him doing to you.

He’d probably take you from behind. In your experience he seemed like that type of guy. He’d call you a slut and wouldn’t let you look at him.

“Well that’s the final lecture of the semester,” Professor Reid smiled at everyone. “It’s being really great teaching you guys and I look forward to reading your final essays”. You blinked. But you’d only just arrived. Had you really spent the entire hour imagining gymnastic sex with your Professor rather than listening to him?

Everyone around you stood and up and began to leave. With difficulty you moved against the crowd, weaving your way to the front of the room, planting yourself in from of Reid -no in front of Spencer- with a broad smile.

“Y/N… is there something I can help you with?”

So coy. He knew exactly why you were there.

“The books we discussed last week,” you said in a low voice, “ I was wondering if you had them.”

“Sure, they’re in my office, I was heading there now.”

Your heart pounded in your chest like a jackhammer. Who knew where this was going to lead. You had your hopes of course. A very specific, very slutty wishlist.

The walk stretched on for what felt like an eternity and the heat in your core built and built. You were also sweating like you’d gone for a 10k run. That was not sexy. Or maybe he’d like that? Maybe he’d think it was animalistic or like a natural lubricant or-

“You coming in?” Spencer asked, standing in the doorway of his office. You opened and closed you mouth like a fish. “Are you okay? Your voice was a little hoarse earlier and you look kinda flushed.”

“Oh I’m super hot,” you purred, brushing past him.

“Yeah there’s a bug going round,” Spencer said, voice laced with sympathy, “now where were they?”

You cast about desperately for the best place to stand or sit. You tried tilting your head, mouth open slightly, but it felt awkward. You tugged at the neckline of your shirt again. Maybe you should just go for it and push everything off the desk and sprawl across it?

Except there was no room now because there was a large stack of books on the desk.

“I know the size is a little intimidating,” Spencer chuckled, “but if you go slow you’ll be able to take it all in.”

Funny you’d imagined him saying those exact words in a completely different context.

Fuck, you thought the books had been an excuse to get you in his office and fuck you senseless. You struggled for something to say and thankfully his cell phone rang.

“Oh hey! Yeah I’m still up for lunch. Just finishing with one of the kids in my class and I’ll be right there.”

One of the kids?

Seriously?

Probably wasn’t the sexiest thing in the world - lo mein noodles hanging sloppily out of your mouth. But you couldn’t help it. You were hungry. “Is this everything you ever wanted in a woman?” You asked, slurping the rest of the noodle into your mouth before flashing him a cheesy smile.

“Absolutely,” he laughed. “As long as you don’t mind when I do something like this.” After forfeiting the chopsticks he still couldn’t figure out how to use correctly and grabbing a fork, he popped a piece of teriyaki chicken into his mouth and splashing soy sauce on himself in the process. “Another round?”

You smirked and felt a wave of heat washing over you. Hopefully, what came out of your mouth wouldn’t scare him away. “How about we up the ante?”

“How much?”

“Not money.”

Spencer’s mouth contorted into a face you hadn’t seen before, making you snort. “I’m confused.”

“How about...we play strip poker? Every hand lost, loser takes off a piece of clothing.”

He blushed and looked down, but when his eyes met yours again, they were filled with want. “Are you sure you want to play that with me? Texas Hold’em?” Oh, now he was getting cocky.

“Definitely.”

Without a word, he divvied up the cards - two hole cards a piece and five community cards. Not that he didn’t love playing poker, but he seemed more invested than usual. Maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea after all. 

In the center of the table sat an ace of hearts, 9 of diamonds and 3 of spades. 

As you glanced across the table, you tried to read Spencer as best you could, which considering he was a profiler put you at a distinct disadvantage. There was the slightest tick in his lip - upward, so an okay hand at least.

If you got lucky with the next two community cards, you’d beat him, but it was a long shot. You decided to call him anyway. One of you would hopefully get naked and then maybe the cards wouldn’t be necessary anymore. “I call,” he said. “Burn the card and the next is a king of diamonds.”

You could win this hand. In your head, you just screamed gimme a queen, gimme a queen, gimme a queen.

“I call.”

“Burn one and...queen of clubs.”

You tried keeping your game face on. You were sure you had him. “I raise.”

“Okay, I fold,” Spencer said.

He had a pair with threes, but you’d found your lucky butt with a straight - ace, king, queen, and your cards, jack and 10. “Strip, lover boy!”

Spencer chuckled and removed the sweater he was wearing. Unfortunately, or fortunately (depending on perspective), the next few hands didn’t go so well for you, which resulted in you losing both socks and your shirt. The choice of a nude lace bra was definitely a great choice because Spencer couldn’t stop staring. “That choice of bra was mean. It’s fogging my brain,” he said, not once glancing up toward your eyes. 

Snorting, you stretched your arms behind you to give him a nice unfettered peek at everything. “Not my fault you’re a man and can’t concentrate in the presence of boobs.” 

He bit his lip and dealt the next round of pocket cards before dealing the first three community cards. Within 30 minutes, he was wearing only jeans and you were in your bra and panties. Spencer was practically sweating and you were just waiting for him to break. “Spence, do you...do you think you can go another round?” You asked cheekily.

“No, absolutely not. I know we haven’t done anything before, but um...bedroom?” He pointed his thumb back toward his room, swallowing hard.

You stood up and slowly turned around, finally giving him a long head-to-toe look. “Ah!” You shrieked when he lifted you up and threw you over his shoulder, kissing your outer thigh along the way. 

“You’ve been killing me,” he said, his breaths heavy. “All night long. Do you know the things that have been running through my mind?”

Grasping his belt buckle, you fumbled with it as you replied. “I could imagine. What about me? Can you see what’s going on in my head?” You kissed his stomach just above the waistband of his jeans while you pulled them down, palming his length through his boxers. “Look, Spence, I’m all about foreplay on most occasions, but right now-”

“Yea, me too.” As he crawled over you, he pushed your bra up, not even bothering to unhook it before he clasped his lips over your nipple and began to roll it around in his mouth. “God, you’re beautiful.”

Your entire body blushed at his praise. You lifted the bra over your head and threw it somewhere toward the edge of the bed. It creaked from age but neither of you seemed to care, your labored breaths and the rhythmic sounds of the mattress was music to your ears.

Even though he seemed desperate, his muscles tight and coiled, he couldn’t help but press kisses down your stomach as he hooked his fingers into the waistline of your panties and pulled them down. Hungrily, he spread your legs and licked a stripe up your slit. “I know we said no foreplay, but I just couldn’t resist.”

Smiling, you pulled up and into a kiss. “Spence, I had no idea you could talk this way. I like it.”

“Only because I know you so well. And you’re perfect for me.”

You sighed into his mouth and helped him kick his boxers away. “Want me?”

“Hell yes,” he mumbled. He kissed your neck as he reached into his bedside drawer and grabbed a condom. In a few quick flicks of his wrist, he slid it on and placed the head of his length at your entrance. “So wet already.” He practically sing-songed.

“What can I say? You do something to me.” You skimmed your hands down his torso and grabbed his ass. When he slipped inside you, you immediately mewled, wanting more, to be overwhelmed by feeling.

Spencer pumped inside you over and over again, groaning as you closed your legs around him. “Fuck, Y/N,” he breathed. 

You bucked into his movements, his hands slipping over your arms and toward your own hands. He intertwined his fingers with yours and held them above your head as he fucked you. Whimpering, you wrapped your legs around his waist and used your heels to push him deeper, feel him harder, more insistent. “I need you, Spence. Please, I-”

Your begging was cut short when he reached his hand between your bodies and massaged your clit as fast as he could. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, I-” As you came, your toes curled, every muscle in your body tightening. You barely heard him as he screamed your name into your neck, the only indication being the feel of his lips on your skin. 

Both of you came down slowly, heavy breaths getting in the way of forming a coherent thought. You grasped his face in your hands and probed his mouth with your tongue. “That was...wow.”

“Was it you that suggested strip poker or me?” He asked, falling to your side. 

You giggled and pulled the blanket closer to you. “That would be me.”

“I have a date, we’re having dinner, then we’re going to a classic cars exhibition” Tara replied while she closed her casefile and turned to see her coworkers.

“Sounds dope” Luke told her also forgetting his current case.

“Is this a first date?” (y/n) looked at her with narrowed eyes while she bit her pen.

“No, actually, this is the, uh, like 8th date” Tara shrugged her shoulders.

“And why didn’t you share it with the class, Tara?” Matt smirked.

“Well I don’t know, but it is actually going really well”

“What is?” JJ was walking by and decided this conversation sounded way more interesting than the pile of cases waiting in her office.

“Why am I the only one talking? (y/n), what are you doing tonight?”

“Well, funny that you ask, this Friday I am spending my Valentine’s day like I did pretty much every V-day during my highschool years” She laughed while everyone looked confused.

“She’s babysitting the kids so Kristy and I can have dinner and some alone time, she might be my favorite teammate” Matt interfered.

“Damn right I am and if there is a sixth baby after tonight, I have godmother rights” (y/n) joked while everyone laughed.

“Ha! I don’t think so but you have auntie rights with all five” 

“We have great friends, Matt, Spence offered to babysit Henry and Michael tonight” JJ looked at Matt while raising her eyebrows. 

“Oh, well, why don’t they come over to the house tonight? Maybe they can have a sleepover, the kids would love that, would that be ok, (y/n)?” Matt carefully asked, desperately hoping she’d say yes.

“Yeah, totally” (y/n) thought that having an extra pair of hands with the Simmons clan would be helpful besides she adored JJ’s little boys.

“I’m gonna tell Spence then”

JJ smiled widely as she immediately went off to find Spencer to tell him the good news. Matt, Tara and (y/n) went back to their files while Luke sat there, amused by the way JJ and Matt were trying to set Spencer and (y/n) up. His face fell when he noticed the others thought the conversation was done and he hadn’t told them his plans.

“I’m taking Penelope to dinner, then I’m gonna surprise her with tickets for an art exhibit she’s been dying to go” Luke spoke up while everyone looked back at him with wide eyes.

“You what!?” Penelope almost screamed while walking up to Luke, the closer her high heels sounded, the more Luke sank into his seat “You got us tickets for tonight!? Oh my gosh, I can’t believe it” She shrieked with joy wanting to kiss him right there but she didn’t want any HR seminars on proper behaving so she stopped herself from doing so.

“Luke’s getting really lucky tonight” (y/n) smirked while Tara and Matt started laughing.

“Atta boy!” Tara said still laughing.

“I better hurry up then” Luke flashed Penelope a smile, the blonde woman just winked at him and continued her way to find Anderson.

The rest of the day went by fair quickly, everyone was anxious to start their weekends and forget about work duties for a few, (y/n) hadn’t seen Spencer much during the day but she figured JJ had already told him as she promised.

She entered the elevator and as the doors were closing, Spencer barely made it into the elevator with her.

“Are you in a hurry to see someone, doctor?” (y/n) held back a smirk while Spencer recovered his breath.

“No, it’s just I really need to take these books back to the library before it closes” He awkwardly smiled while holding up the books to her.

“Oh, I thought you had a date or something” (y/n) was curious as to if he had other plans before going to JJ’s house. 

“No, uhm, actually JJ told me, the boys and I were invited to join all of you at Matt’s house” His free hand played nervously with the strap of his bag.

“Yup, I believe you’re stuck with me on Valentine’s day, doc” She nudged him on the elbow.

“It’s ok, I- I think all nine of us will have a great time” He flashed her a shy smile.

(y/n)’s stomach did a flip, she was nervous, happy and excited about spending time with Spencer. The last few weeks she had noticed something had changed in her, suddenly the presence of Spence made her heart feel warm and fuzzy. 

The doorbell rang and (y/n) picked up Rose from the playmat to go and greet their visits. When she opened the door Henry and Michael were already in their pajamas and jumping with excitement ready to go and play with their cousins.

“Hi auntie (y/n)!” Michael hugged her legs and (y/n) affectionately 

“Hi sweetie, happy Valentine’s day! We’ve been waiting for you, come on in!” (y/n) moved to the side so the three of them could enter the house.

“Henry! Michael!” David ran to greet his cousins and was followed by the rest of his siblings.

Spencer’s face made (y/n) laugh, he certainly looked a little worried.

“We’re gonna be fine, it’ll be only a couple hours” (y/n) said while patting his shoulder with her free arm.

“Seven children, I don’t think I ever been with this many children alone” Spencer looked at her while she bounced little Rose in her hip.

“You’re not alone though, I am an expert at babysitting besides they are really sweet, I don’t think they’ll give us trouble” As if on cue Rose shrieked in an adorable way getting both of their attention. “See? Rose agrees with me” (y/n) smiled widely at the baby.

“Ah, Rose! Since when you’ve gotten so big?” Spencer cooed to Rose, who was getting excited for getting more attention, she reached her little arms to him.

“Ok, off you go with uncle Spence” (y/n) passed her to him and he happily took her in his arms.

Spencer had gotten way better with kids thanks to Henry and Michael, then when Matt had joined the team, he had not only gained a team mate but nephews and nieces. He adored all of them.

“Ok, so what do you want to do?” (y/n) said when they were all in the living room, Rose was still in Spencer’s arms trying to pull his hair.

“There’s a Lego set David and I, have been wanting to build, do you want to help us out?” Jake turned to Henry.

“Yeah, that’d be cool” Henry eagerly replied.

“It’s on our room, let’s get it and we can build it here” The three of them ran upstairs leaven the little ones looking at their uncle and auntie with expecting eyes.

“Guys! Do you wanna make Valentine’s cards?” I brought a lot of stuff we can use to make them” (y/n) suggested, she loved doing crafts with kids, something she had gotten from her mom being a kindergarten teacher.

“YES!” Chloe, Lily and Michael started to jump with excitement, they, too, loved making crafts.

“Let me grab the stuff from my bag and set it all on the table, wait here” She turned on the TV so they could watch something and Spencer was sitting in the living room, still playing with Rose.

“Spence, can you come over here for a sec?” (y/n) called for him from the kitchen while looking to the pizza place menu Kristy had told her to call.

“What’s up?” The moment Spence took his eyes off Rose, the little one took her chance and went to grab his uncle’s hair, pulling it hard, both Rose and (y/n) started laughing.

“That’s why I put my hair out of her reach” She pointed to her headband that had any strands of hair away from her face.

“Yeah, I’m gonna take that into consideration” Spencer smiled at the baby who was still amused in her arms.

“Kristy told me to order pizza for dinner, I’m ordering pepperoni for the kiddos, I texted JJ and she said it was fine, but I’m not sure what would you like?” She was already dialing on her phone.

“Whatever you order it’s fine” She looked at him warily “Seriously, anything is fine”

“Ok, go and see if the kids got the Lego set they were talking about, please”

“Ok” He smiled and turned to go back, he felt so content of being there with her and the kids, he didn’t care much for Valentine’s day but this one was his favorite, without a doubt.

When Rose started to get fuzzy and wanting to go down, he put her in the playmat where she happily took her toys and started babbling, forgetting about the people around her. So Spencer decided to see if David, Jake and Henry wanted some help.

(y/n) was sitting with Chloe, Lily and Michael while they did their cards.

“So you already know who you want to make a Valentine’s card for?” (y/n) asked while giving them paper sheets folded in half.

“My mommy!” Michael was already grabbing crayons and drawing something.

“I’m not sure yet” Lily had a hand under her chin, squinting her eyes trying to figure out who she wanted to give a Valentine’s card to.

“I’m gonna make you one, auntie!” Chloe started to grab stickers and putting them on the paper.

“That’s so nice of you, if any of you need help with something, you tell me, ok?” (y/n) was excited to see them unleash their creativity.

“You’re not gonna make one?” Chloe asked with a surprised expression.

“You know what, I am” (y/n) winked to the little girl and Chloe giggled.

“Make one for uncle Spence!” Lily suggested with the biggest grin on her face.

(y/n) didn’t answer and just smiled, the whole world seemed to suggest that something else should happen between them but she just wasn’t sure that would turn into a reality. She didn’t think it was possible for Spencer to see her like that. Nor she was sure she wanted to be in a relationship with her teammate and friend. It worked out fine for Penelope and Luke but in their case Penelope rarely traveled with them for cases, they didn’t see each other as much as Spencer and her did, that sounded like too much trouble. 

She had once dated a coworker, back when she worked at the NIJ and it got messy, the whole experience had ended in bad terms and it made work awfully uncomfortable afterwards, she didn’t want that to happen with Spencer. She knew she had a crush on him, but that was everything it was, a crush, she was more interested in keeping him as a friend.

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang and (y/n) went to get their dinner. The younger ones had already finished their cards and even had helped (y/n) with hers by making a draw of their uncle Spencer. They were currently helping clean everything, so they could sit and have dinner.

After having dinner, the Simmons kids went to change into their PJ’s, and (y/n) went to change Rose and put her to bed while Spence offered to do the dishes.

“Auntie (y/n), mom and dad said since it’s not a school night and this is a sleepover we could stay past our bedtime for an hour” David said with pleading eyes.

“Our mom said the same” Henry chimed in.

“I know, I know, both of your parents informed uncle Spence and me about that, what do you wanna do?” 

The five of them went quiet but one could see their brains trying to think what to do in that valuable hour.

“We could watch a movie” Henry suggested.

“Yeah, something we all wanna watch” Jake added ruffling Lily’s hair.

“Ok, sounds like a good idea, but I had another suggestion, I thought why don’t you build a fort? You can sleep in there too” (y/n) had this plan since she knew she was babysitting for them, she had already asked Kristy and Matt where they kept blankets and sleeping bags.

All of their faces lit up with happiness as the nodded furiously.

“Could you go grab the blankets? They’re already down here, outside the hall’s closet” The didn’t think twice and ran off to get them.

Spencer watched the whole scene from the kitchen door, seeing (y/n) with kids made him wonder if she had ever considered having them. She was a natural with them, every time the whole team had a get together, at some point she would leave the adults to go and be with them, she would talk to them or play with them, helping the younger ones to the swings. And even in cases where they had to interview kids for some reason she was incredible with them.

(y/n) saw him lost in his thoughts and decided to interrupt him for a moment.

“I was coming to help you with the dishes”

“I’m already done, I was going to take the trash out” He lifted the bag he was holding “I wouldn’t have thought about making a fort, sounds like fun” 

“You see, I’m not a regular aunt, I’m a cool aunt” She joked knowing he probably wouldn’t get the reference but she still laughed at her own joke.

All of them spent more than an hour playing on the floor, the kids changed their minds about the way they wanted the fort, the eight of them laughed, joked and had a blast. That was until the tiredness from the day started to be obvious in their eyes. The first one to give up was Michael, followed by Lily and Chloe, as much as Henry, Jake and David tried to fight, they fell asleep not much after their siblings.

(y/n) looked at them with a smile on her face while she went to sit on the couch with the baby monitor in her hand, she had been carrying it with her, afraid Rose was going to wake up.

Spencer sat beside her and sighed, he felt truly happy because of how the evening had turned out, it had been a while since he had laughed so much.

“If you want, you can go home, I can take Henry and Michael to JJ’s” She offered, thinking his sigh was because he was tired, and he was but he wasn’t about to leave his beloved godsons or her, he wanted to be there.

“No, it’s ok, I signed up for the whole night too” He sat beside her.

“Happy Valentine’s day” She handed him the card her and the kids had made for him. When he opened it, he saw a drawing of him, (y/n), Michael, Lily and Chloe. Each drawing was different, surely the kids had done them. And in her handwriting there was a WE LOVE YOU, UNCLE SPENCE,  he felt his heart bursting out of his chest, not only (y/n) but this children made him feel extremely lucky to have them in his life. 

“I’m glad we both offered to babysit tonight” (y/n) put her head in his shoulder like she had done a few weeks ago on the jet.

“Me too, I had a great time, you were right, I had nothing to worry about, they could’ve ended us but they didn’t” He joked.

“Told you” As she closed her eyes trying to rest for a bit, she heard Rose cry through the baby monitor. Spencer jumped a little at the sound.

“Is she ok?” For the second time that night, there was worry in his voice.

“I’m sure she is, I’m gonna go check on her” (y/n) grabbed the baby monitor and went up to the nursery, she changed her diaper and the crying stopped,but  miss Rose was wide awake now, so (y/n) sat in the rocking chair trying to get her to sleep again.

“Go back to sleep, baby girl” She spoke softly to her “Oh Rose, one thing auntie (y/n) is not good at, is lullabies, let me think of a nice song to sing to you” She rocked the baby lightly trying to remember a song that she could sing to her.

Spencer was growing impatient, (y/n) had been up for more than 20 minutes, she had taken the baby monitor so he had no clue what was going on with Rose. He decided to go up and ask if there was anything he could help her with. As he got closer to the nursery he could hear (y/n)’s voice. He wasn’t sure what she was saying until he stopped right outside the nursery, the door was half open so he could now clearly listen to her singing softly to Rose.

“I’ve been trying to do it right, I’ve been living a lonely life, I’ve been sleeping here instead, I’ve been sleeping in my bed, sleeping in my bed, so show me family all the blood that I will bleed, I don’t know where I belong, I don’t know where I went wrong, but I could write a song, I belong with you, you belong with me, you’re my sweetheart, I belong with you, you belong with me you’re my sweet…”