A chill ran down Melyssa's spine as a gust of wind raced through the graveyard, literally devoid of all live aside from herself. She starred down at the three tombstones, one for each member of her family. 12 years ago she would laughed at this, done a little dance, maybe partied with her friends. Now, she wanted to jump back into time and beat some goddamn sense into the teenage version of herself. This was her life.

These people made her who she was, is, and had a part in creating who she always will be. The laughed with her, fought with her, played pranks, ate dinner together, played sports together, done everything together. She had loved and hated them in the span of day. She hugged them each one minute and wanted to slap every single one of them the next. They were indeed her life.

Were, had, made, was. Past tense. Not current, not future. She had a new family. Her older brother and sister who made her laugh until she cried, her best friend ever who she could talk about anything with, the stern yet loving dad and always supportive but sometimes annoyingly protective mother. There was her uncle that had been through much and knew almost everything Her grandmother who was annoying, condescending and stuck in her ways, but you always know that she just doing what she thinks is right. Her weird cousin that formed the cutest couple with her BFF and her awesome step-dad and sweet little nephews.

And then there was her boyfriend. Hate formed to loved. How pathetically cliché. Yet so cute.

Was it terrible to replace them? Her real family? An electric shock of guilt bolted through her mind as she automatically corrected herself and called them her biological family. Were they not her real family? Weren't they with her through the hard times and the good? Yeah, they were. She should know, she was there. So why didn't she think of them as her real family?

Because they weren't. Her real family weren't known as 'The Wheelers', they were Derek Morgan, Emily Prentiss, Penelope Garcia, Aaron Hotchner, Jennifer Jareau, David Rossi, Erin Strauss, Kevin Lynch, William LaMontagne, Jack Hotchner and Henry LaMontagne.

She didn't know why, but they were just... more of a family than the Wheelers ever were. It was terrible, she loved the Wheelers, she did, but still...

Melyssa was brought out of her thoughts by her vibrating phone.

Everyone meet at the airport soon, taking off as soon we can.

2:30pm Sat, May 16
From:JJ

Melyssa smiled slightly, kissed the top of each of the three headstones, two much newer than the third, laid flowers at each and walked back to the car, ready to go be with her real family.

When Melyssa stepped out of her shower, she was greeted by freezing air. Once again reminding herself (however futile it was) to turn off the air conditioner before she took a shower, she walked over to her dresser, gliding around pictures and papers still lying on her floor from a few nights ago. Pulling out a pair of gray yoga/sweatpants, a black razor-back tank top and a light, black hoodie, she started to dry herself. Sliding on her clothes over lace pants (having hated pantie lines, even when she's alone) and a sports bra, she started to towel-dry her hair.

She was almost done when she got a text message. She advanced to the bedside table and flipped open her phone. It was from Garcia.

-HEY! Hey hey hey!

8:45pm Sat, May 16
From: Penelope Garcia-

-...yeeeeeeees?

8:46pm Sat, May 16
From: Melyssa Greene-

-ya kno tht 1 place we went that one time after that one case?

8:48pm Sat, May 16
From: Penelope Garcia-

-yeeeeeeeeeeah...

8:50pm Sat, May 16
From: Melyssa Greene-

-meet me there plz!

8:51pm Sat, May 16
From: Penelope Garcia-

-uuuuuuuuh, kk?

8:52pm Sat, May 16
From: Melyssa Greene-

-XDDD COOLIO! C U SOON!

8:53pm Sat, May 16
From: Penelope Garcia-

Closing her phone, Melyssa wearily stalked over to the edge of her bed, sat down, and put on her tennis shoes. Hey, she was physically and mentally done, alright. All she was doing was going to a bar with her friend, why the hell get dressed up for it?

This is why. THIS is why they were her real family.

She made that realization the second she shuffled her way the door of the bar and she was the team plus Will and Kevin sitting at a large table. They told her that, no matter how strong she felt she had to be, they knew the case was terrible for her, and they were there for her.

Her biological family never did that. She always had to be strong. Half the time they didn't know how much they or other people hurt her.

This was her family. The people sitting here, laughing with her, letting her cry and just all around being here for her.

Three hours later and they all decided to head home, worn out from the case.

Spencer had walked her back to her apartment. They walked in a comfortable silence, each just enjoying the other's company. When they got to her apartment, she asked him to stay with her. Not for anything sexual, she just wanted to be near him. He happily consented.

She let him borrow a pair of male sweatpants that she got in a 2-pack for five dollars and a large t-shirt. They snuggled together under her sheets and each fell asleep in a matter of minutes.

Before she fell asleep, Melyssa reviewed just what had changed in the last few days. She had nearly killed herself, her enemy had saved her and become her boyfriend. her past had been revealed and her parents murdered. She was kidnapped, in a coma for a matter of hours, and reconnected with Nicole and Adam and made amends with Tricia. She buried her parents- next to her brother.

She was slightly amused by the fact that for 27 years she needed only herself. Now, she didn't know what she would do if she didn't have her real family and the man sleeping next to her.

A/N: Last chapter. Sorry it sucked. I'm not going to lie, I really sort of lost interest in the story. I've got another on in mind, Spencer/OC of course. The OC is a prosecutor. In The Sun is a really long story in my mind, so it probably won't get updated too frequently because there's like, no end in sight. Like, with this story and Whiskey and Chess, there's like, less than thirty chapters each. No promises for In The Sun. To give you the best frame of reference for Sun, it will be kind of like and actual television show if that makes any sense? I don't know, I know what I mean and I'm writing all of these so I guess that's all that matters.

Oh! and I think I'm going to submit my first Halsley/Spencer oneshot this weekend about how Spencer deals with JJ's leaving and how Halsley helps him through it.

Alright, that's it for Need You Now. Been fun.

Peace out. :-X