Truth Hurts

Stephie

It's no secret I'm a liar, a good one at that. I've lied to everyone I've ever met. I wouldn't say I completely lied to the bureau to get the job that I have but I did fib, and not disclose the truth with them, even when I should have.

It's been about four months since the whole fisher king incident, Elle is coming back to work hopefully in a week. Spencer and I are still together in secret, I'm not sure how serious this relationship, if you would even call it that, really is. Spencer has made it very clear he wants to go get dinner tonight, you know go on a real date. The team thankfully has not questioned us and I brush it off as nobody even noticing our slip ups due to the stress of the fisher king case.

"Black or blue?" I hold up to dresses in front of Spencer and shrugs at me.

"I think you'll beautiful in anything," Okay, he is no help at all. I sigh sit down next to him, I'll probably just wear black. I pick up my phone and see a text message I wasn't expecting to see.

I'm in town for the weekend on business, can we have dinner?

I think my heart skips a beat, I can't even hide how scared that message made me. I look at Spencer but he's staring at the TV, Mr. I don't like this show, suddenly is a fein for it. I don't answer the message and instead I take Spencer's arm and put it over my body, moving closer to him. I look up to the clock but it's all in scrambles.

"I thought you didn't like this show?" I grin up at him and he shakes his head, eyes not leaving the screen.

"I don't, I just find it fascinating how inaccurate it is," Spencer finally looks away and looks down at me.

"It's a TV show, it can't be 100% accurate. They have to keep it fun, so if Meredith wants to screw her boss she's gonna screw her boss." I point at the TV that's currently showing a scene from Greys Anatomy, I really like this show and I can't wait for more seasons to come out, I hope it ends up having at least 10 seasons. That would mean the show should end in 2016, that seems forever away.

"You're something else Steph," Spencer says before placing a soft kiss on my lips. I smile against his mouth and lean into his chest when I pull back. I can't help but keep thinking about that text, I swear I can hear his voice echoing in my mind.

I'm in town for the weekend on business, can we have dinner?

I'm IN TOWN for the weekend on business, can we have dinner?

He's in town.

"Wow," I turn my head hearing Spencer's soft voice behind me.

"I didn't mean, like wow in a bad way, I just, I just meant like wow, you look really pretty Steph." His face flushes with red and I can only laugh at his awkwardness. He's adorable.

I walk over to him and fix his tie with a smile on my face. "You're so cute when you're shy," I tease him and he swats me away, some things never change. I hear my phone buzz behind me on the dresser and it pulls me away from Spencer.

Stepheni.

Ignore.

How does he even know where I am? I paid a lot of money to, quote on quote, disappear. Not a single soul knows the truth, nobody knows what happened back in New York. Not even the damn FBI could get that information.

"Every thing okay?" Spencer asks still standing by the doorway, he must've seen me zone out as I spiraled in my own head.

"Yeah, must've been a wrong number," I shrug and shove my phone into a small bag before grabbing Spencer's arm and practically pulling him out of the house. I just want this night to be over with, I don't want to even leave knowing he's lurking around.

Despite popular beliefs I never crashed Spencer's car when he let me drive it for a few days, I did add a mini pink bejeweled telephone keychain onto it, but he hasn't said anything yet.

"Where are we even going?" I ask as Spencer pulls out onto the road, he never told me where we were going, just that we were getting dinner somewhere nice.

"Uh, it's a little restaurant downtown, I made the reservation like a month ago because it takes forever it get in apparently." He never looks away from the road when he drives, he remains very focused. Also, how sweet is that? A month in advanced? Awe.

When the car hits park Spencer is fast to get to the other side to my open my door like the young gentleman he is, he takes my hand and tells me to watch my step as I climb out of the vehicle.

"Am I underdressed?" I look down at my simple black dress and Spencer looks at me weird as we walk towards the door.

"No, you look perfect." He holds the door open and gives me a reassuring smile, I try my best to push back all the voices in my head telling me to flee the state. I can't run forever, and Virginia is huge.

"Reservation for two, under Reid." Spencer surprisingly doesn't stutter and I silently clap for him on the way to our table. The waiter gives us menus and tells us he'll be around shortly.

"Unfortunately, we have work tomorrow so, I will not be indulging in wine." I jokingly sigh and Spencer forces back a smile but it doesn't really work because I can still him smiling.

"You know, you know a lot about me Steph, and I don't really know anything about you.." Spencer looks up and I set my menu down. Okay so we're playing this game now.

"Ask away Dr. Reid," I fold my arms and lean against the table.

"What was your childhood like?" He tilts his head to the side, he only a knows basic things. Like where I grew up.

"I raised myself," I lie straight through my teeth. "I graduated highschool when I was 16 and then went to University. Then I joined the academy, and you know the rest from there," I flash him a smile, I know that's not what he asked but I don't have anything lined up about my childhood right now.

"That's it? You didn't have any traditions, or things you did with your mom or anyone?" I know Spencer's childhood was rough but it wasn't always bad, he had his mom, his mom loved him.

"I told you, I raised myself. Not really much to do when you're alone, Spence." He nods his head, almost embarrassed. I felt bad, I really did but, I do not want to talk about my past, even a fake one.

"Two waters," The waiter comes up to us and then he pauses and looks at me

"This was for Stepheni? The man over there told me to give it you," The waiter looks to his left as he holds up a note. Spencer is quick to look behind and I'm terrified to turn around, I know what's behind me.

I can't even bring myself to read the note, it's just lying in my hands. Spencer picks it up and I slowly turn around.

It's him.

He's just staring at me, dark eyes pouring into mine, goosebumps trail my back and I look back towards Spencer.

"I've missed you, let's talk?" Spencer holds the note out and stares at me in confusion. I can think straight.

"We need to leave," I plead, my eyes wide and filled with fear. Spencer stands up and follows me out of the restaurant, I don't look back in the direction of the man who passed the note. Spencer doesn't even know which man it is.

"What the hell was that?" He asks as we get into the car, I reach over his body and lock the doors.

"I don't know, probably just some creep. Can we just go home, I'm tired." I stare at Spencer, tears prick at my eyes, I can't even lie correctly right now.

"Stephie? What is going on?" Spencer keeps staring at me and my phone starts to ring nonstop. I just stare at it and Spencer grabs it from my hands.

"Spencer!" I shout reaching for the phone, terrified he might answer it.

"Please, please, you don't understand," I cry and he looks at me like he doesn't even know me, he's never seen me cry.

"Steph, you have to tell me what's going on." He reaches for my hand and I shake my head, letting tears fall right down on my face. There's a loud knock against the window and I jump to the side, towards Spencer.

"Spencer drive right now!" I point the keys quickly and he pulls out of the parking lot.

I can't think straight, everything in my world is about to come crashing down and there's nothing I can do about it. When Spencer takes a right turn instead of a left that when it really hits me my world is about to end.

He's going to the BAU. All my lies are about to spill out of my head, everyone's going to know the truth, and I'm going to lose my job. Or my life. Depends who gets to me first, Strauss or my father.

"Come on," Spencer rushes me out of the car and into the building, we make it into the elevator and Spencer gets off the phone with Hotch who apparently is already here because he had paper work to get done before tomorrow. I can barely keep my head up. I feel like i've been spinning nonstop.

"Spence," I grab his arm as we walk up the three steps to Hotch's office. He pauses and turns towards me, I remember Hotch opening his door and then everything going black.

"Mommy?" I peak into my parents bedroom, its empty. My feet slap against the cold marble floors as I race down the hallway to my father's office, it's totally off limits for me but I feel like I've looked everywhere. I knock first, I'm not totally dumb. No reply so I open the door slowly, empty. Where is everyone?

I head downstairs and look into the kitchen, then into the living room, and then the gallery, the pool, the library, and finally the sun room. That's where I found the body.

My headless mother.

I let out a scream that could be heard across the world, I remember four men running into the room after, they worked for my dad, I see them all the time. One of them grabs me and moves me away from the scene, then the other three rush to my mother who is clearly dead. My father comes into the room and leans in the doorway, I watch him shake his head as I cry for him to fix it. To bring my mother back.

"It's okay Stepheni, it's going to be okay." He picked up and held me against his chest.

I wake up in Hotch's office, lying on the small sofa. I sit up and rub my head, looking around. Nobody is in here besides me. It's still dark outside. I stand up and open the door, looking into the dimly lit bullpen. The teams here, I see them gathered around my desk. Elle looks at me and then whispers something to the rest of them, now everyone's looking at me.

"Who is Samuel Vance?" Hotch walks up to me and I freeze at the name.

"Stepheni, I know you can lie. I know you're damn good at it too. But right now, I need to be honest with me." I nod my head, he's right. I point to his office door and then walk inside, he follows behind me.

"No, everyone should know." I pause in the doorway and turn around, Hotch backs up and I walk towards the round table room, Hotch must give a signal for everyone to follow because I meet them at the other end of the hallway by the second pair of stairs.

"Um," I sit down next to Gideon, Spencer across from me.

"What all do you know right now?" I look to Hotch.

"We know that you and Reid," He pauses for a moment, I can tell there's things the team wants to say but I can't right now. "You went to dinner, and note got passed you that read 'I miss you, let's talk' and then in the car a man approached the window and you freaked out. After watching surveillance footage from inside the restaurant we were able to identify the man was Samuel Vance."

"New York mobster, but what connect do you have with him, Foster?" Gideon stares at me and I look around the table. They think I'm a rat.

"It's not what it looks like, Hotch." I shake my head and sits down at the table.

"Well then explain Stepheni, what exactly scares you about Samuel Vance?"

I take a deep breath, I wish I could wake up and everything be a bad dream.

"Samuel Vance is my father."

——————————AN: no more happy Spenhie 😠

Stencer? Stephencer?Spencie?

Idk.