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It was early. Far too early for Spencer to make any sense of it all, barely lucid he's dragging himself through the apartment, brain addled from constant interrupted sleep across the night.
How did a coffee end up in his hand?
Apparently so out of it he did not even percieve you sat on the kitchen counter, your own cup of coffee in hand, his shirt lazily buttoned up and sliding off your shoulder. "You got a case?"
"Yeah, close though, Virginia"
You nod, taking a sip of your own drink "That good, all goes well you may be home today or tomorrow"
He hums out an agreement, pressing a kiss to your forehead before taking a sip of coffee, shaking his head in an attempt to wake himself up.
You hum out a small laugh at his state "You know I could have stayed up with her a couple of times right?" waving his hand dismissively Spencer pulls on his sweater. "Its alright, I couldn't sleep anyway."
"Ah so I see where she gets it from then"
"Mm, well, good luck with her tonight"
"I'll live, good luck with the case" with a chaste kiss he turns to leave, to leave behind the domesticity for a ritualistic case but before he does you grab his arm.
"Hey, are you alright?"
"Fine, just... insomnia you know? Give my love to Charlotte when she wakes up"
With a satisfying enough answer you let him go "I will... tell me if everythings okay? I'm on call as well but I'll keep my phone on, Lily said she'd watch Lottie if I get a case before you come back"
"Everythings fine, I promise"
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Prologue: The popular kids
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Spencer is on coffee number three by the time he's in the BAU break room, adding enough sugar to put a bakery out of business "Easy there, tough guy. Have some coffee with your sugar" Morgan laughs, patting his shoulder on the way by.
"I need something to wake me up" he mutters, brows furrowed on the simple task of stirring his drink.
"Late Night?"
"Very"
"My man."
"Not that kind of late night." He wishes it was, or at the very least he wishes that he could explain what kind of late night it actually was but it is probably for the best that he doesn't. Today is not the day to blow your cover for no reason. Morgan laughs.
"Okay, so tell me, what does keep the young Dr Reid awake at night? Wait, let me guess, memorising some obscure textbook?"
Try staying up with a three year old that insists that she cannot sleep because she needs to read to the end of her famous five book, then it is that she needs milk, then just plain not tired. Ultimately, Jail break, running to your bedroom because why not?
"No, no, no. Working on cold fusion. No, I got it, I got it, watching star trek and laughing at the physics mistakes"
Close, doctor who, but only one episode, she likes the pretty colours of the intro sequence.
"Actually, there aren't that many scientific errors in Star Trek, especially considering how long ago it was made, there are certain improbabilities, but not that many outright errors"
Good to know his brain is still working.
"Right."