Please bear with me, I've never written these characters before. Trying them out a bit.

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Spencer Reid sat in the car on his way to New Orleans. He wasn't happy with the circumstances, but the promise had been made to care for his mother. He couldn't refuse that. He took a deep breath and sighed.

Arranged marriages weren't the norm but they still happened at times for political reasons, mostly. To keep up appearances.

Spencer could count everything he knew about his new husband on one hand. His name was Remy. His first spouse, Bella, had passed away in a horrible accident. He was not settled and spent a good deal of his time going back and forth between New Orleans and New York. He needed someone to stand next to him and look like the perfect partner in pictures. And last, Remy is a mutant.

He had always hoped he would fall in love and settle into family life, but things just didn't turn out that way. The University where he had been teaching decided that his classes were no longer needed and he couldn't find a new position. Every place he tried called him over qualified.

So here he was, desperate for money to care for his mother and off into the unknown. He just prayed this wasn't a bad decision.

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Today was the day that Spencer was supposed to arrive. Remy sat on the guest bed that was set up for the new family member.

He laughed a bit at the thought. Family member, yeah, right. The man was nothing but a prop. Jean-Luc had decided that someone as academic as Spencer would be a good balance for his impulsive son.

At least there would be no ceremony. Just signing some paperwork and it would be a done deal. He didn't want a partner, but his father had insisted. No fanfare was needed. What kind of man agreed to an arranged marriage anyway?

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Spencer looked up at the large home and took a deep breath in an attempt to calm his nerves. His dilapidated little car looked very out of place in the long driveway. It was now or never. He got his suitcase from the trunk and walked up to the door.

The door was opened before he got there. "Hey dere. Ya must be Spencer. I be Henri. Remy's upstairs gettin yer room ready." The man gave Spencer a smile.

Spencer felt out of place and just nodded, keeping both of his hands on his suitcase to avoid shaking hands. "Um, yeah, thank you."

He followed quietly as Henri led him up the stairs. He hoped Remy was as friendly as his brother.

Henri got to a door at the top of the stairs. "Remy, Spencer be here."

Spencer turned into the room to see a very handsome man at the window. His long auburn hair was pulled back showing a strong looking chiseled face. His sun glasses hid his eyes but his white tank top showed off his muscular arms and chest. He was beautiful, and just made Spencer feel more awkward than he already did.

Spencer gulped, "Um, hello, I ah, it's um, It's nice to meet you, finally."

Remy turned his face toward the scrawny man who was to be his husband and scoffed. "Yeah, sure, dis be your room and dinner be in an hour. Mattie will be angry if ya be late."

With that the handsome man turned and left the room. Spencer didn't know what he expected, but this kind of cold shoulder wasn't it. He sat on the bed tried not to cry as the idea of finding someone who actually cared about him sank out of reach.

He spent the time before dinner unpacking and trying not to think about what he had gotten himself into. He made his way down to the dining room and what he saw stopped him in his tracks. Remy had taken off his sunglasses to reveal the most beautiful eyes Spencer had ever seen. The irises were red and where everyone else's eyes were white Remy's were black. They literally took his breath away.

"Ya best get da starin' outta ya system now before we have ta look like a happy couple, non?" Remy's voice dropped with sarcasm. Spencer could literally feel how much he wasn't wanted. It came off the other man in waves.

"I, um, sorry. I'm sorry." Spencer took the only empty seat at the table and didn't say a word during dinner.

He nodded when Mattie and Jean-Luc had introduced themselves, but the aggravation at his presence was still coming from the man beside him and made his throat dry up. It was the most painful meal he had ever sat through.

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Mattie glared at Remy. "Ya could be nicer to da boy, he be out of place here and he be here for you."

Remy didn't even look at her. "Non, he be here for Papa. I don't even want him here."

With that Remy left the table and went to his room. He thought he heard crying as he passed Spencer's room, but decided he didn't care, it was none of his business what the skinny joke of a man did by himself.