PERCEPTION 5

A.N this chapter is the last of this little story.

This began with a nagging little thought that just wouldn't shut up.

But now that I've got my writers toes wet I hope to continue to entertain you all.

Next on list is a rather convoluted tale centring of course on Spencer Reid. I cant help it he's just so adorable.

Anyhoo its called Consequences Fall...and starts just after Emily returns.

Trust me its not at all fluffy...lmao

but for now thank you all for reading my tale.

And so to the conclusion...

As he lay back against the dark blue pillows warm and oh so sated, he agreed that it had been a very good decision to fly home that night.

He smiled to himself when he thought of the teams reaction to his transformation into this relaxed, spiky bed-headed individual.

No no one in the BAU never mind the FBI would recognise this incarnation of the tough negotiator.

Well no one, except the one currently giggling like a teenage school girl, against the warm skin of his chest.

"So let me get this straight," a very tousled Spencer Reid began. "JJ, Emily and Pen can't decide if I'm robbing cradles or chasing Cougars. And Morgan..well he probably thinks I'm having orgies with them both." He concluded just as the insanity of his friends beliefs had him chuckling yet again.

"Pretty much," Aaron agreed with a smirk, so very pleased to see his lover so happy and relaxed.

"I'm never wearing those bloody jeans ever again," Spencer informed him as he settled down, sleep finally catching up with him.

"Keep them for the house," Aaron laughed.

"Pervert!" Reid accused. "You just like watching my ass."

"True," Aaron laughed pecking a swift kiss on his soft hair. "That's why I will never complain about the baggy khakis you wear to work."

Spencer had to snigger at that, but mentally he agreed. For he knew he would get nothing done if Aaron ever took it into his head to wear his well worn denims to the office.

"By the way, I'm pretty sure that Dave knows about us!" Aaron announced gently, not wanting this news to spoil Spencer's happiness.

"And?" Spencer asked a bit worried. He really liked the older profiler and didn't want his relationship with Aaron to become a bone of contention.

"He pretty much told me to be damn sure that you stayed happy, or I'd regret it...Probably a horses head in the bed." he chuckled thinking of the old Godfather movies. " Also some big hints that we should come clean to the team when we are sure."

Aaron pulled Spencer's slim frame closer. For all that he was slim he was by no means scrawny. His baggy clothes disguised a lean but toned frame, with even a hint of a six pack on his abdomen. And those long legs where surprisingly strong. As Aaron had found out when he began to train for the FBI triathlon. Spencer wasn't as fast as Aaron, but endurance wise he beat him hands down.

"Hmm, in time," Reid agreed snuggling down on his lovers shoulder as sleep continued to creep into his body and mind. " For now though how should I play this?" he muttered.

"Well you could always introduce them to Haley's second cousin Constance and her 21 year old daughter, Cara Marie. Or even go the whole hog and introduce Morgan to Cara's Mathematics study group. But that would mean tolerating their third degree about how you met etc." Aaron replied knowing full well Spencer wouldn't go for that idea.

"Hmm No that would not be fun," Spencer murmured sleepily.

Aaron looked down at the peaceful face of the man he loved, and who amazing loved him. He hadn't been looking for love, but now that he had it he was damned if he was letting it go.

That didn't mean he didn't love to tease the oh-so literal-man on the occasions he could get away with it. Like now!

"I think," Aaron announced with a decidedly evil smirk gracing his normally stoic face. "that you should announce to everyone in the round table room that your sleeping with me."

"WHAT?!" Spencer cried popping up like a startled jack-rabbit as the words hit his tired brain.

"Think about it," Aaron laughed putting a playful kiss on his startled lovers nose. "Morgan will pass out and fall off that chair he's always swinging on. The trio of Ladies will be struck dumb...oh for at least an hour. And Rossi will smile that 'I-knew-it-all-the-time smile. Then go play mind games with Strauss`s head."

"You Aaron Hotchner are a sick sick man," Reid gasped before dropping a soft kiss onto his lovers lips. "Sexy as hell, but definitely sick," he concluded ass he moved back to his previous comfortable position.

Aaron smiled to himself as he clicked of the bedside light, only leaving the hall light shining through the slightly open door to break the darkness.

"Maybe, but you love me."

"Hmm of course I do...sleep now," Spencer whispered as sleep finally claimed him.

Aaron lay silently watching the intrinsic restlessness that was Spencer Reid disappear into the peace of slumber. As he did he was reminded of Rossi's comment on the jet.

"You watch over him like he's the last chocolate in your box"

Aaron smiled to himself as sleep finally pulled him toward the land of dreams.

"Only if it is a Coffee Surprise," he muttered to the peaceful room.

THE END

So what you think?

Constructive criticism welcomed always.

Cheeky remarks...well my dragon can have them as a treat.

6th Dec 2012.