Please Stay | A Dr Spencer Reid fanfic

Chapter 50- Goodnight

Spencer sat on the roof of the building taking in the fresh air, until his nose was red from the cold. He stumbled back into the BAU office and aimless sat spinning on his chair.

He stopped when he saw Anderson walk past.

"Anderson?"

Anderson stopped in front of Spencer's desk. "Yes, Dr Reid?"

"Errr. Gi... I mean Dr Daris. Umm where is she?" Spencer asked cautiously.

"They have her set up in a hotel, before she flies back to England."

Spencer slowly nodded. "Umm... which hotel was that?"

Anderson raised his eyebrows.

"I have to return something of hers," Spencer justified, waving a book in the air.

Anderson smiled. "Grand Washington Plaza."

Spencer tapped the desk and thanked Anderson. Spencer wrestled with his bag, running into the elevator.

"Kid, where are you off to in such a hurry," Derek caught the elevator door.

"There's something I have to do." Spencer ushered him away so that the elevator would close.

Spencer arrived at the hotel and walked through the lobby. He flashed his FBI ID to the receptionist and got Gia's room number. He took the elevator to her floor and effortlessly passed the security stationed on the floor.

Spencer hesitated slightly in front of Gia's door, rehearsing what he was going to say. Then he finally rapped on the door.

Gia opened the door, dressed in silk pyjamas and hair dripping wet. "Wow that was quick I literally just messaged you..." Gia trailed off when she saw Spencer. "Oh... hi. I thought it was Anna with my dessert. Clearly, otherwise I would not be dressed like this.

"No, I was always liked those pyjamas. And luckily for you," Spencer brandished a box of pastries.

Gia narrowed her eyes, mischievously. "Nice play Reid. You have bought yourself entry." She took the box from Spencer inspecting its contents as she stepped aside to let him in.

Spencer entered the room and closed the door behind him. He gradually paced deeper into the room.

"So," Gia pondered.

"So," Spencer parroted.

"I know you didn't come here just to give me pastries."

"I...erm... just wanted to see how you were doing." Spencer sat on the edge of her bed.

"I'm fine, all things considered." She giggled, selecting a dessert and taking a big bite.

Spencer licked his lips. "Gia..." He knew she was lying. Her eyes were dark.

"Okay... you got me," she bantered. "I...I can't sleep. But what's new there." She shoved another bit into her mouth.

Spencer got off the bed and stood up. He held his hand out, "Will you come with me?"

"Where?" She eyed his hand.

"Do you trust me?"

"In theory," she speculated.

"Then just go with it."

She pondered it for a moment and then crawled off the bed. "Dressed like this," she asked, pointing to her appearance.

"Yup. You look beautiful."

"Yeah, pyjamas and soaking wet hair is my style, you know."

"Come on," Spencer laced his fingers with Gia's, pulling her out of the room and down the hall.