May. 2nd, 2010

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Title: Baggage
Author: Daylyn
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Rating: PG-13 (FRT)
Pairing: Hotch/Reid
Word Count: ~ 2,150
Disclaimer: All characters belong to their copyright holders. No profit is intended.

Summary: As their relationship deepens, Spencer and Aaron begin to come to terms with issues from their pasts.

Author’s Note: A continuation of my Five Dinners and Team Dinner universe, although this fic can stand alone. General SPOILERS through Season 5.

This is an odd piece of melancholia that grabbed hold of me and said, “Write me. Now!” So I did.


Baggage
By Daylyn

Spencer pulled into the driveway of the house that he was now sharing with Aaron (and Jack, Spencer added in his thoughts). He took a deep breath, his hands clutching the steering wheel. It was late. Well, not ‘late’ as in the time they usually got to bed while working on a case, not even ‘late’ as in the time that Spencer usually stopped reading and doing research, but ‘late’ as in the sense it was 11:00pm and he hadn’t come home this late to Aaron (and Jack) since he had moved in with them about a month ago.

Spencer was returning from an NA meeting and a long talk with his sponsor. It was funny; Spencer knew that he was happy – thrilled even – with his relationship with Aaron. But at the moment it all seemed completely overwhelming. Maybe it was because they were now living together (and were thus more ‘committed’). Maybe it was because he was now sharing a home with a five-year-old boy (and they were all still trying to define their roles in those interactions; Spencer had vowed he would never have children and now he was thrust into a parental type position). Maybe it was because they had responsibilities for and toward each other now. Spencer didn’t know. All he knew was that he had been craving dilaudid – seriously craving dilaudid – like he hadn’t in years. Hence the NA meeting and the long talk with his sponsor.

“You’re happy right now, aren’t you?” John had asked him as they shared a cup of coffee, tucked in the dark corner of a café, Spencer gripping his coffee cup. Spencer had nodded.

“And you’re terrified, aren’t you?” John continued.
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