Coming Home - Spencer Reid x Reader
Summary: Spencer gets released from prison and comes home to the reader and their daughter.
Y/N - Your name
Y/D/N - Your daughter’s name
Word Count: 1,169
Author’s Note: Sorry I’ve been gone for almost two weeks :( I went on vacation with my friend and then came back to so much make up work and ap testing. Hopefully you guys don’t hate me, here’s this! :)
It had been weeks since the three of you were together, hell, it had been two weeks alone since you visited him in there. Spencer looked absolutely horrible when you did, bruises aligned his jaw and he had a black eye that stuck out like a sore thumb.
It was obvious he was going out of his mind in that place when he snapped saying that he was capable of murder, even though you knew it wasn’t true. You worried about him almost every second after that moment and just wanted him to come home, but you couldn’t show your daughter how scared you really were.
She asked almost every night when daddy would be coming home and lately you were running out of excuses, but telling a seven year old what was really going on was just not an option.
Your thoughts ate you alive most nights, but you couldn’t stop blaming yourself until you would eventually fall asleep.
It was four a.m when this was going on and you were usually passed out until at least seven, nothing was waking you up tonight.
After four missed calls, they gave up.
Once the sunshine hit the curtains Y/D/N came running in your room and hopped right next to you in bed. She seemed to always be full of energy in the mornings, which wasn’t a good thing on weekends.
“Mommy! Mommy!” Y/D/N was pushing you a little by now trying to get you up.
“What? I’m awake..” your eyes hadn’t opened because you were determined to get a few more hours of sleep. It was Saturday anyway, you had nowhere to be.
Y/D/N let out a loud sigh that made you open your eyes and laugh.
“Oh we’re pouting now, are we?”
Y/D/N nodded and crawled under the covers next to you. Her hair was long enough to be put into a tiny ponytail but it never seemed to stay tamed, especially after sleeping. Once she had turned four it was apparent she had gotten her daddies hazel eyes, which wasn’t a problem until now, when all you could see was him while looking at her.
“Someone was knocking at the door a few minutes ago but you and daddy told me not to answer to strangers, but I think they gave up.”
You looked at Y/D/N with confusion, it was 7 a.m, who was at the house this early? Oh no. What if something happened to Spencer? You jumped up and searched for your phone that was scattered somewhere in your sheets.
Four missed calls from Emily Prentiss. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
You didn’t even bother putting a sweatshirt over Spencer’s old t-shirt and walked as fast as you could to the front door. If something happened, you had no idea what you were going to do.
The peephole wasn’t even a thought before you yanked the door open to see Spencer standing there.
You were completely frozen seeing him, shock completely took over your body. This wasn’t real. You felt tears rolling down your cheeks but couldn’t move. For all the times you’d dreamed this, you never thought it would come true.
His voice felt like home, something that hadn’t been the same since he was gone. Relief washed over you but before you could get a word out Y/D/N came running past you and latched onto Spencer’s legs.
“Daddy! You’re home!” Y/D/N’s smile was as big as could be, as was his.
“I missed you so much goober.” you watched as Spencer kneel down and hug Y/D/N.
“I missed you too, I lost a tooth!” Y/D/N took a step back and smiled showing the hole inside her mouth. Spencer’s mouth dropped playing along as if it was the coolest thing he’s ever seen.
“No way! Wow, did you put your tooth under your pillow for the tooth fairy?”
“Yes, mommy helped me and I got five bucks the next morning!” Y/D/N pointed at you and giggled as Spence looked up at you.
“Well isn’t that awesome! Hey Y/D/N, wanna go get me some water while I talk to mom?”
She nodded and ran into the kitchen.
“I uh, um..” you tried saying something, anything really, but you had no idea what to say.
Spencer stepped towards you nodding, understanding everything that was going on in your mind. He knew you like the back of his hand, surprises were not your thing.
The height difference between you two was perfect for him to kiss the top of your head. You loved this, especially when you would get stressed.
“I’m sorry.. I’m so sorry Spence.” you mumbled as your face was scrunched against his shirt, which smelled of faded cologne.
Spencer looked down at you confused, “You’re sorry? Baby, what do you have to be sorry about?”
“All of this is my fault, I never should’ve let you go across the border, especially alone.”
Before he could react to what you just said Y/D/N came running back in with the glass of water. You backed out of his arms and watched as your daughter and husband talked.
Spencer kept looking over at you to make sure you were okay and flashed a couple smiles until you got up to go to the bathroom, or just sit in there.
After a few minutes a light knock came on the door,”Y/N, could I come in?”
You quietly sighed saying yes and unlocked the door. You sat back down on the side of the tub as he walked in, staring at the floor once he shut the door behind him.
“Can we talk?”
You nodded, “About what?”
“About you feeling guilty, because you shouldn’t.. At all. I was going even if you hadn’t agreed Y/N. None of this was your fault.”
“Okay.” you mumbled so low that he could barely hear you.
“Y/N.. please look at me.”
You shook your head and wiped the tears that had fallen. Spencer bent down and took your hands in his.
“Baby..” his voice cracked, “please?”
You squeezed his hands then looked up for your eyes to meet, Spencer gave a slight smile as you realized how badly you missed his touch. Those puppy dog eyes were all you needed right now.
“What do you need me to do so you’ll feel safe again Y/N?.”
“I just.. I can’t lose you again.”
“You’ll never lose me Y/N.”Spencer leaned in and placed a kiss on your forehead still holding your hands.
You smiled at those words, “Good.”
Spencer leaned back and glimpsed at your shirt and messy hair smiling, “You’re beautiful Y/N but I think that shirt is pretty awesome too.”
You blushed and shoved his shoulder, “You’re too sweet to me Spence, but you know I always steal your shirts.”
“That’s okay, you wear them better than I ever did.”