Signe smiled and nodded as she started on her breakfast. She would love to see where he went to school and the house where he grew up. She wanted to be able to do that for him hopefully soon. Probably not seeing as getting out of town like this was difficult with the job they had. She took another sip of her juice and looked down at her stomach.
"Do you think little Diana Jennifer here is going to be as smart as you?" She said with a smile on her face. She wanted everything for her baby girl. Having a baby as smart as Spencer would be amazing.
Post by SSA Dr. Spencer Reid on Jul 20, 2011 15:28:31 GMT -5
Spencer was watching Signe eat and smiled as she nodded; glad that he could finally share the secrets of his past with someone who wasn't going to judge him, someone who loved him. He continued eating, then Signe asked if she thought the baby would be a smart as him.
"That would be cool. But also kind of...bad. I didn't have the happiest childhood, you know, and I think that if I hadn't been so smart, it might not have affected me as much."
Signe paused when he said it could be a bad thing and that he didn't have a very good childhood due to his genius mind. She paused and looked up at him. She didn't hear much about his past. Whenever they got close to talking about it he would change the subject. She understood it was for his own protection. Part of him had been hurt and he was guarding it.
She sat up and looked at him. She wanted to know everything. Every good and bad thing about him. "What happened?" She asked not saying anything else. Keeping it simple.
Post by SSA Dr. Spencer Reid on Jul 20, 2011 15:48:13 GMT -5
Spencer stopped eating for a moment, and gazed at her. He didn't want to talk about it, didn't want to say the words, feel the feelings that came with it. But he sighed, and nodded once.
"Well, Mom had always been sick, and I knew that pretty young-she wasn't like the other mom's. She preferred to stay indoors, and paranoia kept us from doing much. She let *Me* play with the other children, but she thought the other mom's were watching her. Anyway, William was usually the one who would take me to the park or library, whenever he was around, that is. He is a litigator at a big firm here, and I think he stayed at work not just to make enough money to care for a sick wife and new child, but also to escape. My mother became clinically depressed when I was about three, and I kind of took over my own care when William wasn't around. I learned how to cook, which for a three year old genius means peanut butter sandwiches and cookies. I learned how to dress myself. I learned how to do the grocery shopping-Mom would come along, but I was the one running the show. When I started school, I realized Mom was starting to get a little worse-instead of my lunch, she would pack poems in my lunch box. I spent a lot of time at school a little hungry. Then, when I was five, there was an incident in my neighborhood.
A little boy, a few years older than me from a few blocks away, was found sexually assaulted and murdered at the park where we all played. His name was Riley Jenkins, and I remembered-or thought I did-that my father had killed Riley. It was actually a local pedophile, and my mother was frightened, because she had seen the man watching ME. So when Riley's dad came by to talk to my parents about my interaction with the man, Mom got the brilliant idea to ride along with Mr. Jenkins to "talk" to the man.
Mom saw Mr. Jenkins kill the man. A few weeks later, my father left. He just left us one day, and didn't come back. Of course, I didn't know that he was actually still taking care of us-he paid the mortgage and all the bills, because of course, by then, Mom couldn't work. I was just about to start middle school around then.
I learned a few years ago that the blood that I saw on my father's shirt, which is what led me to believe that he had killed the boy-was actually from my mother's hands.
But the reason I don't talk to my father is because I don't know him. He left, and sure, plenty of people get divorced, but he was never there, for anything, after the day he left. He didn't come to school events, didn't come to graduations, didn't even come to my FBI academy induction."
Signe couldn't believe what she was hearing. That would have been awful. She placed a hand on his back as he told her about his past. She couldn't imagine what it would have been like to have a father was never around and a mother who was so sick that she may as well not be around. It would have ruined her. She was so proud of Spencer. The fact that he went through all of that and was one of the best agents in the FBI in her opinion meant he was very strong willed.
"Well I hope she is like you. The fact that even though your pretty much didn't have a parental figure around and ended up becoming one of the best FBI agents in the BAU means something doesn't it?" She finished up her breakfast and stood up. She walked over to the bathroom and looked herself over, making sure everything was in its place like it should be and then came out of the bathroom looking at Spencer. "I'm ready to go when you are."
Post by SSA Dr. Spencer Reid on Jul 20, 2011 16:00:50 GMT -5
Spencer sat back as Signe spoke soothingly to him, and he blushed lightly when she called him one of the best agents in the Beaurau. He smiled as she stood and hurried into the bathroom, checking her appearance and rearranging things just so. He wasn't messy, and while he was slightly OCD, he didn't have the same issues with disorganization that Signe did...it would be interesting to see how she reacted to a child that might leave her toys out.
He smiled big when she returned to the main room, asking him if he was ready. He nodded, and stood, grabbing the keys to the rental car.
"Yes. I should warn you, though, that the neighborhood's not the best."
Signe chuckled slightly when he warned her about how the neighborhood he grew up in wasn't the best. Seeing as she went to school in the city and had to hang out with Derek all day after school she was in the center of bad neighborhoods in Chicago. She tilted her head to the side and walked over to Spencer, straightening his tie.
"Have you seen where Derek and I went to school? Trust me...I know bad areas of town." She said as she turned and walked towards the door. She grabbed her purse and a small bag. Before they left for Vegas Signe has splurged and bought Spencer's mother a gift. "I thought I would give your mother something for giving me the best thing I could ask for...You." She opened the box that she had pulled out of the bag and there in the box sat a diamond heart shaped necklace with matching ear rings. She held the box out so Spencer could see. "Do you think she'll like them?"
Post by SSA Dr. Spencer Reid on Jul 20, 2011 16:12:21 GMT -5
Spencer shook his head when Signe told him that he should've seen the neighborhood she'd grown up in. He knew, from what Derek had said, that was rough, but not the worst, kind of like his. His wasn't all that bad when he'd been little; it was just now-blight was setting in, and his old house now looked rundown and misshapen.
"I have heard Derek talk about it. I can't believe, from meeting your mom, that she ever let you hang out in places like that."
Sig crossed to him and straightened his tie, causing him to grimace-he felt like a twelve-year-old boy when she did that. Then Sig pulled out a present she had bought for his mother, and he blushed at her words before responding-he had to do it carefully.
"Sig, I think she'll love it, but jewelry isn't the best option in the hospital. I mean, they have security, but they are a bunch of people who don't...get reality in the same way that we do. But maybe you can give it to her, and then we can keep it safe until she comes out for the wedding."
Signe paused and became embarrassed when she was reminded that his mother was in a hospital and that they usually didn't let the patients have them. She shook her head and exhaled embarrassed about what she had done.
"Right...Oh my God. I should have thought about that." She stood there not knowing what to do. Should she save the gift till she came to meet them for the wedding? She walked over to the purse and put the box in and looked back at Spencer. "I'll just wait and give them to her when she comes up for the wedding. Oh and my mom had Derek's mom babysit us kids while dad was at work. They were great friends when I was growing up."
Post by SSA Dr. Spencer Reid on Jul 20, 2011 16:24:12 GMT -5
Spencer nodded as they left the room and headed downstairs. He took her hand in his, and listened as she said that she would hold on to the gift until his mom came out for the wedding, and then as Signe explained that her mom and Derek's were good friends.
'Yeah, I forgot you'd mentioned that." He held the door for her at the car, and closed it carefully before climbing in. He took a deep breath.
"Wow, it's been years since I've made this drive past my old house."
Signe fallowed Spencer to the car and climbed on in. She rested her hands on her stomach and looked down. She was finally big enough that someone could tell she was pregnant but she wasn't huge. Her and Spencer had been battling how she would spend her work days and she wanted to be in the field no mater what. She had a meeting with Hotch when they came back. One of the possibilities she had thought of was staying at the stations.
As they drove she thought about bringing it up to Spencer. She knew he wanted to not talk about work while they were here but it was stuck in her head. "So I was thinking about compromises for work. What if I stay at the stations and not go out to make arrests. I talked to JJ and that's what she did when she was pregnant." She said to Spencer as he drove down the rode.
Post by SSA Dr. Spencer Reid on Jul 20, 2011 16:44:05 GMT -5
Spencer smiled; they'd been going back and forth about Signe's being in the field, particularly now that she was showing. Spencer worried that it would make her a target, and he desperately needed her, but at the same time, he hated asking her to stay behind. Hotch was starting to get a little worried, and JJ was nervous; having Signe exposed could be disatrous, and not just for Signe.
So when she shared her idea for a compromise, staying behind at the police stations like JJ had done, he smiled. That could work.
"I like that idea. Then, you can still be a part of the team, and the case, and I can relax, knowing you're safe." Spencer was happier; he knew that Hotch was risking his career by letting them work together in the first place, so having something happen to Signe while pregnant would most certainly derail it, and likely Spencer's, as well.
He turned down a road, and spoke again.
"So this is the street I lived on. Elwood Drive. We were two houses from the corner," he said, pointing up the street.
Signe nodded at his response to her staying at the stations. She was glad that he thought it was a good idea...Now it was just getting Hotch to agree with her. "See I told you that we could come to an agreement. JJ even said she would stick around with me at the stations." She knew the more at ease Spencer was the better.
When they turned down the street and Spencer pointed out where his house was she looked and saw a house that looked like it was slowly falling apart. Nobody had lived in it in a long time. She looked back at her husband and smiled. "I bet it was nice when you were younger."
Post by SSA Dr. Spencer Reid on Jul 20, 2011 16:56:14 GMT -5
Spencer nodded when Signe said that JJ had offered to stick with her at the stations-that definitly made it better.
"Good old JJ. I think that sounds fantastic." He slowed down when they reached the house, and he nodded again when Signe suggested that it had been nicer when he was younger.
"I suppose. It was kind of always a little shabby, anyway. It was their first home; they bought it together just after their wedding. They were going to upgrade before they had children, and then I came along-I was an accident. But they were never able to upgrade, I guess, and I assume that William thought it was adequate."
Signe nodded. From the sounds of things his dad wasn't a very good guy. The fact that he called his father William was a big clue. She looked back at him and nodded. "So your sad never upgraded your home and thought something like that was okay for a child to live in?" She said gesturing to the house. She was hoping and praying that Spencer would say something that would make this guy somewhat a nice person. Who leaves there sick wife and child?