Chapter 63: Cockblocker*

My jaw drops as I process what Spencer just said to me. I look at him, confused, and ask "but I watched her get stabbed with the wooden plank. They said she didn't make it off the table?" Spencer nods "they must have faked her death to protect her or protect somebody. I don't know why else Hotch would lie to us like this." I nod and reach for him "can you..can you help me down?" He nods and moves over, helping me get down from my perch on our new kitchen island without hurting my injuries that have finally almost healed. I lean down once both my feet are on the floor and start pulling my clothes back on while I process the information. Spencer does the same thing, I think, because we both get dressed in silence. Once I'm dressed I start to get excited to see my friend again when I never thought I would, but then I stop myself when I think about maybe it's not true or maybe she's hurt somehow. I don't know, I just don't want to get my hopes up to see my friend as she was before she "died" and think things can pick up how they were like three months ago. I look at Spencer and smile "we should be excited, who else gets to have their best friend come back from the dead?" He smiles briefly, nodding as we go to head to the car. This is not at all how I was expecting our first visit to our new house as homeowners to go.

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Spencer and I arrive at the BAU, rushing to get to the round table room. Spencer holds my hand as he leads me through the building. I kinda know the way from the lobby but we are going a completely different route from the parking garage. Once we make it through the glass doors of the BAU office, we beeline for the round table room. We walk in to see that it's all true, Emily is in fact alive. My eyes water when I see her and I run over to hug her, Spencer following behind me. Emily tells us "I am so sorry I had to lie to you guys. I only did it to protect you from Ian, and to protect Declan from Ian." She looks to me separately and says "I'm so sorry I couldn't be there when..everything happened. I'll make it up to you, I promise." She turns and hugs Spencer who I can tell is having conflicting feelings, but in this moment I think he's happy to have his friend back. Emily was called back in to track down Declan, the son of Ian Doyle who Emily fake killed to protect. I sit back and watch while the team works their magic to find this missing boy. Ian Doyle is in custody and they've been interrogating him for hours. I look around and notice that Ashley isn't anywhere to be found. I stand and walk over to Hotch, asking where she is. He tells me "she transferred to the domestic trafficking task force after a sex trafficking ring was discovered. We worked with that unit a couple of weeks ago while you were still recovering. She's happier there, I think." I nod, happy to know she didn't feel ousted by the group or anything. I'll have to reach out and check in with her at some point. Emily interrogates Doyle and the team works together to figure out the main unsub we are trying to find is Declan's mom who took him to get back at Doyle. Apparently he forced her to have Declan and chained her to a bed for months and all that. It's horrible, really. Spencer goes with them once they think they've tracked them down to a plane, and I once again sit with Penelope to stay somewhat in the loop. Spencer ended up shooting Chloe Donaghy, Declan's mom, and I think it ended up being fatal. In the end, Declan gets saved and we have Emily back. Hotch sends everybody home once everything is resolved, saying they can finish their paperwork later. Spencer and I leave together shortly after and I can tell he is pissed about Emily and Hotch lying to him. We get in the car and I let him process his feelings, I can almost feel the anger and frustration radiating off of him. After a few minutes, I gently squeeze his hand and ask him "do you want to talk about it?" He sighs with exasperation "how could they lie to us about that? Do they have any idea how hard it was to lose her? It strained our relationship so bad that you had to leave. If you hadn't had to leave then...then maybe..." I nod and finish the sentence for him when he trails off "maybe I wouldn't have gotten hurt?" He nods and sniffles, trying to suppress tears. We are now parked in the complex parking lot, just staring out the windshield. I tell him "Spencer, you can't blame Emily or yourself for Harrison's actions. Even if I didn't go home then he probably would've done the same thing the next time we went back to visit my family." Spencer nods and looks down. He fiddles with his fingers and says "I need to tell you something." My stomach twists into knots at his statement, scared for what he's going to tell me, especially given the topic at hand. I nod and say "okay, what is it?" Spencer gulps and says "Harrison had hired a private investigator to follow your every move in DC. He even followed you to Boston when Emily died. Harrison was planning to get you here somehow before you went home and gave him the perfect opportunity. We don't know what the end goal was here but we found that he purchased property under a pseudonym and applied for a job as a pharmacist in your hospital. He was going to get you one way or another. He just couldn't resist the opportunity when you came home. So, we think he spent the four days you were home planning an alternate approach and when I went to visit you at your parents' house, it triggered him into taking you much earlier than he originally planned, making the plan a lot more flimsy." My heart is beating in my ears as I process this information. I wasn't just a victim of opportunity, I was his target, his end game. He would've abducted me and hurt me no matter where I was. I feel the tears before I realize they've built up. Spencer leans forward and pulls me into his embrace. He tells me "they found out his plans to move here after we came home when they were doing a deep dive on him for the reports. I didn't want to tell you then because you were doing so well and I was afraid it would make the healing process so much harder. I planned to tell you sometime this week if I felt you were in a good state of mind, but with Emily coming back I just didn't want to keep anything from you. It just felt wrong." I nod and pull back. "I'm glad you waited to tell me. I'm somewhat relieved and terrified to know it would've happened eventually whether I went home or not. It's not your fault or Emily's fault or my fault. It's Harrison's fault and his alone. End of story." Spencer nods "I know, but I still don't like how they lied to us for three months." I nod "I know, bubs, it's gonna be okay, though." He nods in response, then we both get out of the car and walk up to the apartment, ready to sleep the stress of this day off.

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A few days later, the team gets called in to be questioned by a senate committee over the Ian Doyle case. I'm still not up to going back to work just yet, I'll probably only go back PRN until after the wedding. We have a little over three weeks until the wedding on June 25th, everything is planned and secured, ready to go. So, because I'm not back at work, I decided to go with Spencer to the senate hearing. Even in a sweater vest he looks hot. He looks so confident and sure of himself today, ready to fight for his team. I straighten his tie for him before he goes in there and give him a smile and a kiss. I tell him "go get 'em, baby. I'll be waiting out here for you when you're done." He smiles and nods, clearing his throat before walking through the big wooden doors towards the senate committee. I say a prayer for him in my head before going to sit down on a bench outside of the court room. I hear the clicking of heels on the tile floor and look up to see Emily standing there. She gives me an apologetic expression and asks "can I sit?" I give her a half smile and nod. She asks me "how are you?" I nod "I'm good." She nods "I wanted to visit you in the hospital so bad, but they wouldn't let me. I wasn't in contact with Hotch or JJ, but my contacts kept me up to date with the team. I'm so sorry that that happened to you." I nod and tell her "I appreciate that. Based on what the team learned about Harrison, it was going to happen one way or another. He was planning to come here to DC before I basically fell in his lap on a silver platter." Emily nods "Garcia updated me on that as well. It still shouldn't have happened. How are you and Spencer? I mean after everything?" I tell her "well the wedding is still on. He has been very supportive since my abduction. We honestly had a harder time grieving the loss of you. Spencer didn't take your death well at all. He was very agitated all the time and would attack me for small things. I went home to Tennessee because I didn't feel like I could grieve while he was also grieving." Emily sighs "I'm so sorry." I look at her and laugh "I think you've said that enough for the rest of your life." She chuckles "maybe I have. I get the feeling Spencer isn't going to let us off easy for this." I sigh and shake my head "he can really hold a grudge. I'll try to gently work him through it." Emily raises a brow at me and says "you probably can better than any of us." I chuckle and tell her "well, we haven't had sex since before you died." Emily's jaw drops and she says "okay when I really die, I want you to have all the sex you want. Celibacy is no way to honor my memory." I laugh at that and tell her "well I didn't feel in the mood when I was still working through your death and after my IUD got ripped out of me, I didn't feel up to anything for a while." Emily nods "makes sense, but 3 months?" I nod "well, we were about to break that dry spell when we got the call that you were alive." Emily looks at me and says "so I'm just a major cockblocker in your relationship, aren't I?" I laugh and say "maybe an unwitting one, but yes." She asks "so, are you ever going to get an IUD again?" I shake my head "at least not for a while. I started getting the depo shot during my recovery period. It was that or the pill because I don't want any more devices that can be ripped out of me in some way." Emily nods "given what you went through, that makes total sense." I nod "I talked about it with Spencer, we tried to figure out the best option for me with the least amount of trauma possible. I just hope I don't get weird side effects from it." Emily nods "well, listen to your body on that one is all I can tell you. And good God no wonder Spencer is so fucking moody with us right now. We need you to go help us on that front." I laugh "I'll try. I miss him for sure. What about you? Anybody special?" She laughs "Parisian men aren't the best. Most are kind of arrogant." I raise a brow at her "what about the women?" She looks shocked but she totally gives herself away by her blush. I nod "I've had my suspicions. I won't tell anybody." She relaxes a bit and says "thank you, how did you know?" I shrug "you stare at my boobs more than Spencer does sometimes." Her jaw drops and I laugh "you are not subtle, I'm sorry." She chuckles an embarrassed laugh and nods "guess I need to work on that. You know, if Spencer didn't make a move on you first I was going to." I chuckle "I might would've considered it. Men suck sometimes." Emily chuckles "they do, but they can be good in bed." I nod, pretty much solidifying my suspicion that she was bisexual. I've thought for a long time that Emily was possibly either a lesbian or bisexual. I think her preferences are more towards women, but I also don't think she would say no to a really hot man or a man she has a deep connection with. I tell her "well, when you're comfortable, you can bring any significant others over any time. I can keep Spencer busy or something if you don't want him involved." She smiles "you're being nicer than I deserve." I laugh at that "you don't deserve hostility for choosing the safest option for multiple people, Emily." She sighs "well Spencer sure makes me feel like that." I sigh and nod "I'll work on him some. It may take a while for him to come around, though." Emily nods as Spencer walks back out, coming over to me and outstretching his hand to me. He makes eye contact with Emily before he moves to walk down the hall. I wave goodbye at Emily as we move somewhere else before we wait for the big group hearing.

•••••

The team basically got let off the hook. I think a lot of politicians and higher ups in the FBI are afraid of having a "rogue" team, but just because the BAU doesn't wait around for approval in dire situations doesn't mean they're rogue. They're just good at their job. We stopped for dinner before getting home much later than we thought we would. Spencer and I walk in the door of our apartment, I can tell he's feeling triumphant. I ask him as we walk into our kitchen "so I never did ask you how your interview went." Spencer chuckles "I may have a been a bit assertive." I raise an eyebrow as I take a sip of water "oh God what did you say?" Spencer laughs to himself, looking down, "um so I told them if they wanted to punish me for a choice that I made without input from the team that I encourage them to do so but to leave the team out of it. They told me to 'calm down, agent,' and I responded with 'this is calm, and it's doctor.'" I about choke on my water when he says that. He walks over to me, trying to help I guess even though he can't. Once I've cleared all the water in my throat, I look at him and grab his hand, pulling him with me down the hall. Spencer asks, confused "where are we going?" I look at him and say "it's a good thing I wasn't in there to hear you say that because I would've jumped you in that court room." Spencer chuckles as I walk us in the bedroom and, lightly, push him down on the bed. He's laughing as I start tearing off his clothes piece by piece. He reaches up to help me take my shirt off while he also kicks off his shoes. Once we are all undressed, I climb on top of him, kissing his face and kissing around the stubble on his jaw. Spencer chuckles and says "fuck, I wish I knew that was the magic phrase about 10 weeks ago." I tell him "you know why it's been so long." He chuckles "I know, baby. You sure you want to do this?" I stare at him and blink twice "fuck yes." I start to inch my face down to his cock, but he stops me. I look up in exasperation. He chuckles "I'm not going to last long, baby, let me make you cum first." I bite my lip and raise an eyebrow in question. He chuckles "come sit on my face." That's still one thing that I am not fully comfortable with yet, but Spencer raises an eyebrow at me and says "come on, it'll be fun." I chuckle once and respond "Spence, I don't want to suffocate you." He smiles "I'll tap out before that happens. Now, your throne awaits." I laugh and slowly move to follow his request. I get into position straddling his face and he pulls me down quickly, surprising me. I gasp out loudly in pleasure at the feeling of his tongue running through my folds, gripping his curls as I resist the urge to grind against his mouth. He senses this, though, and grabs my hips, moving them for me. I'm not going to last long at all because it's been so long since we did anything. I cry out in a string of profanity when he moves a hand from my hips to rub circles on my clit. I tell him "fuck, Spence, I'm going to cum." This doesn't do anything but make him rub and lick me faster. He moans against me and I crumble to pieces on top of him. He works me through the orgasm and I have to lean on the bed to brace myself. I'm twitching still as Spencer gently moves me to lay on my back. He caresses my hair and gently rubs my cheek with his thumb. He asks me after a minute "you okay, angel? It's been a while since we did anything like this." I nod breathlessly and he smiles "good, I was so afraid sex was going to be hard for you to enjoy again." I shake my head "loved every second." We chuckle as he places light kisses on my face and neck, his right hand rubbing circles into my hip with his thumb. He tells me after a comfortable silence "if you want to be done we don't have to do anything else?" I shake my head "no, please, I want you inside me." He smiles and laughs before nodding "okay, sweet girl. Please tell me if you change your mind or anything?" I nod "I will." Spencer smiles and begins to kiss down my chest before I stop him. He looks concerned before I tell him "I wanna ride you, baby." Spencer looks skeptical but nods, smiling and readjusting to lay on his back. I straddle his hips, pumping him a few times before running his cock through my slick folds. He moans and tells me "I'm not going to last if you keep doing that." I smile to myself and bite my lip as I nod, slowly sinking down on him. The stretch is more painful than normal from our long dry spell. I have to sink down slowly, trying to ignore the painful burn as I take him to the hilt. Spencer can tell I'm a bit uncomfortable, he asks "you okay?" I nod "it's just been a while." Spencer nods "it has been a while." He searches my face for any sign that I want to abandon this idea completely. After a short adjustment period, he takes his right hand down to my clit, rubbing it in slow circles while I adjust to his size. I moan out in pleasure and he asks "that feel good?" I nod, closing my eyes briefly before trying to move again. It's not as bad as before and the pain dissipates with every lift of my hips. Spencer sucks in air through his teeth when I start to bounce on him. He moves his hands to my hips, helping guide my movements. I brace myself on his chest so I can move with more control, still enjoying the feeling of Spencer's rough grip on my hips. I feel him twitch inside of me and then he moves a hand to my clit again, rubbing wildly, making me stutter in my movements. He groans and says "gonna cum, baby." I nod "me, too. Cum with me, Spence." I feel him twitch as my body grips his length when my orgasm washes over me. Spencer gives a strangled moan as I feel him shoot ropes of cum inside of me, both of us trying to somehow keep the movements going through our blinding pleasure. I sink down on him one final time before letting my body collapse on top of his. We both breathe heavily as he gently pushes hair out of my face and gently rubs my back while I try to figure out how to breathe again. He asks me once my breathing evens out "you okay, angel?" I nod, "so good." He chuckles "fuck I was so scared you would never like sex again." I shake my head "I don't like IUDs anymore, but this was amazing." I feel the rumble of Spencer chuckle in his chest. I hold on tight to him, finally feeling like we are back to normal. I think back on tonight, reminiscing, and unknowingly contract my muscles around him. He groans and says "fuck, Annie, do that again." I do as he asks, feeling him start to get hard again, and he groans "holy shit, that feels so good." I smile to myself and ask him "want to go again?" His eyes widen before he flips me onto my back and says "I thought you would never ask." I start to giggle, but quickly swallow it when he starts to thrust out and back inside of me. He chuckles and interlaces my right hand with his left as he rolls his hips into mine, creating a sweet rhythm against my g spot. I moan in pleasure at the sensations as I grip the sheets with my left hand. After Spencer gets a set rhythm going, he takes his right hand down to rub my clit side to side. I gasp and cry out "fuck, Spencer, please!" I don't know what I was begging for, but he picked up the pace of both his hips and his hand, making my orgasm hit me with no warning. I quiver beneath him as my orgasm rolls through me in waves while he staggers his last few thrusts, coating my walls with his cum once again. We are both sweaty and breathing hard as he climbs up my body to gently kiss my lips. I intertwine his curls in my fingers as I fight for dominance in this kiss, but eventually give in and give Spencer the control. We pull away to gasp for air and Spencer lies on his back next to me, pulling the covers up to keep us warm. I roll over and tuck my body into his side, trying to get as close to him as possible. He chuckles and kisses the top of my head "I love you, Annie." I smile and tell him "I love you, too, Spencer. So much." We snuggle into each other, both of us content in our post coital bliss. Spencer's hand caresses my back slowly, without a rhyme or reason. I'm nearly asleep when he says "sweet girl?" I hum and he chuckles, saying "we need to clean up and you need to pee so you don't get a UTI." I look at him and say "I don't know why I expect you to forget every time and am then disappointed when you remember." Spencer smiles "I never want to forget to take care of you, baby. Now let's get cleaned up." I nod, getting up to go pee and turn on the shower while Spencer strips the bed because we kinda made a mess of it. He asks me "are you okay for a few minutes while I get the sheets situated?" I smile and nod "I'm good, baby." He smiles and moves to get our sheets in the washer and get fresh sheets on the bed. After I pee, I jump in the shower and just stand under the warm water, enjoying the hot sting on my body. I don't know how long I'm standing like that until Spencer climbs in the shower behind me. He gently places his hands on my waist and kisses down my neck, his hair getting wet in the process. I move out of the stream of water, allowing him to wet his hair and body. I start to shiver and ask him "when we renovate our house can we get a double shower head installed in ours?" Spencer chuckles "I'm sure we can get Morgan to do it now, we would just have to endure some teasing from him." I laugh "well we are the ones getting some, he's not." Spencer laughs "true." We decide to just wash our own everything and get out at the same time when we are both done. Spencer asks me "are you sure you're okay?" I nod "I'm wonderful, Spencer, I've missed this. Sex is even better when I know the asshole who hurt me is dead." Spencer hums "makes me feel better, too." We get out of the shower, drying off at the same time. I walk into our bedroom and notice there aren't any new sheets on the bed. I turn to Spencer and ask "I thought you were putting new sheets on the bed?" He smiles "I put them in the dryer while we were in the shower so they'd be nice and warm for us to climb into after our shower. I'll go get them now." I smile and say "aww thanks, baby, that's so thoughtful." I follow him to help, but see that he grabs it all easily by himself. I decide to prep the bed for the sheets, ready to help him get the fitted sheet snugly on the bed. We help each other make the bed so we can sleep in it in a comfortable silence. Once we get in bed for the night, I thank him again for being so thoughtful. He smiles "only the best for my girl, now let's get some rest, hmm?" I nod "it's going to be the best sleep in weeks."

•••••

Spencer left for a case soon after the team had to go before the senate committee. They left for a case in rural Oklahoma regarding missing girls, all young, thin, white, and blonde. It definitely seems related. He wanted to wait until I went back to work to go back on cases, but I assured him I was fine. I plan to go back to work and I'm just going to do PRN starting on Wednesday until after our wedding and probably just ease back into it. My boss and coworkers have been very understanding with everything, including the loss and revival of Emily, but especially including my abduction and recovery. I'm very lucky. I honestly am happy to have some time alone. I know I can call Penelope or Killian or Alison and have somebody over here quickly and easily if something comes up. Ryder is sitting here with his head in my lap as I catch up on The Great British Baking Show, Spencer loves this show so I hope he's not mad that I'm watching it without him. Right on cue, my phone lights up with Spencer's name and picture, indicating he's calling me. I smile to myself and answer the phone. I say "hey, baby, how's the case?" He chuckles and I hear a door close in the background. He responds "uh it's okay." I can sense there's something he's not telling me. I ask him "did you go to another room to call? I heard a door shut." Spencer says "huh? Oh, no, Morgan just left to go to the lobby vending machines and get something. I think he could tell I wanted some privacy." I nod, might be verifying that with him later. I ask him "you don't sound like yourself. You sound more frustrated than normal. Is everything okay?" I hear him struggle to pick the right words, he eventually lands on "I'm just really pissed at JJ." That's a bit surprising to me. I ask him "just JJ? Not Emily or Hotch?" I can almost hear him shake his head as he responds "JJ is the one that we went to for weeks. We went to multiple dinners at her house in the ten weeks Emily was 'dead' just trying to process our grief, she was one of the people there for us the most after your abduction and she didn't have the decency to tell us at any of those times. I can't help but think that none of that would've ever happened if JJ had just fucking told us Emily was alive in one of the many opportunities she had." I nod to myself and say "baby, I know you're upset and hurt. We talked about this, me not going back to Tennessee might not have changed things in the long run. What if things went different if and when he grabbed me in the DC area? Your geographic profile would've been much larger in DC than in bumfuck podunk nowhere Tennessee. If he grabbed me here...there's..there's a good chance I might not have made it that time. I do believe everything happens for a reason, and maybe all of that had to happen so I could only get a tiny fraction of the pain he intended to inflict on me. Don't lose your friends over this, not over gaining a friend back from the dead." Spencer sighs and says "I just feel betrayed." I nod to myself "I know, baby, but don't be snippy with everybody. You're not fun or easy to work with when you get like that. You're like a toddler who needs a nap when you act like that." He chuckles "maybe a nap would help." I smile to myself "sounds like a good plan. Hey, I love you, get some rest, call me when you can." I can almost hear his smile "I love you, too, I'll call you when I can. Sweet dreams, baby." We both say our final final goodbyes and end the call. I sigh and then pull up JJ's contact and call her. When she answers I tell her "can I just apologize in advance for my fiancés behavior?" She laughs once and says "we expected resistance and anger from the team." I raise an eyebrow as I tell her "I bet you didn't expect sassy Spencer though." JJ laughs "oh we've had our fair share of sassy Spencer. When he was first on dilaudid he was like mega sassy Spencer. We can handle it." I nod to myself "well I talked to him tonight and tried to give him some perspective." I hear mumbling on the other end and then I hear JJ laugh and ask "Emily wants to know if you did what you guys talked about?" I widen my eyes in shock "oh my God, I didn't know Emily was back on the team! Yay! Oh and tell her yes, twice." I hear Emily's voice more clearly now, JJ probably put me on speaker, as she laughs and says "on separate occasions?" I shake my head to myself and laugh as I say "nope, in the same 30 minutes or less probably." Emily and JJ both laugh as Emily asks "that's it since the hearing?" I nod to myself and say "girl, I'm too much of a pin cushion right now to be too active too much. I'll be sure to give him a nice welcome home, though." JJ laughs "probably a good idea. Might get him off my back a bit." I nod and say "maybe I'll introduce phone sex tomorrow if y'all end up staying another night. Maybe get Morgan to show Spencer how to use FaceTime or something because Spencer is such a technophobe he hasn't learned how to use it yet, really." JJ gasps and says "you guys haven't had phone sex yet?" I laugh and tell her "no, but we've done just about everything else." Emily gasps in shock now as she asks "even butt stuff?" I say "nope, not butt stuff, though." They both chuckle and JJ asks "what about bondage?" I nod "yes, many times." They both squeal and I say "that's all I should say for now probably. Keep me updated and if y'all stay another night I'll try to help him blow off some steam from halfway across the country." They both laugh and tell me okay and goodnight.