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jupiter aria beauliu

i smiled as i walked into the familiar station. two identical tall dirty blondes catching my eye as i walked in.

"hey beau, did i just die and go to hell? because there's a demon in our station"

"if you did then so did i because that kinda looks like my sleep paralysis demon."

i snort, shaking my head and taking the men in for a hug, groaning as they squeezed me so tightly that my spine had popped.

"good to see you guys too." i smile gently.

"so, you workin these murders with them, jube?"

i nod, turning around and facing my team.

"guys, meet my brothers, captain justin and lieutenant julien. identical in both looks and the amount of annoyance."

"hey!" they simultaneously complain.

i roll my eyes, slapping their chests.

"juice, jule, meet the team. morgan, jj, rossi, hotch, prentiss, and you obviously know spen."

they smile, shaking everyones hands and giving spencer a not so subtle wink.

"wait. so...juice, jule, and jube?" emily asks, a wide smile on her face.

my brothers and i look back and forth at each other before we nod our heads.

"i'm never calling you anything else, ever again." she chuckles, making all of us simulatneously roll our eyes.

"i feel like i'm hallucinating." jj sighs.

"thank you beautiful." justin winks, making me roll my eyes.

"gross, okay. come on. where do we set up?" i say, snapping my fingers.

"bossy. you can set up in the briefing room. momma and pop are coming by for lunch. i'm supposed to tell you that they want you and spencer there." julien says, raising an eyebrow at me.

"yeah yeah." i say, waving him off and leading the team into the briefing room.

we set all of our things down and quickly begin unpacking, making minor chit chat as we did.

"okay, we have to hit this thing head on. morgan, jj, i want you two at the school. get to know these girls. beauliu and reid, you know the area best so i want you on geo. try and figure out a center point for where he could be operating out of. rossi, prentiss, and i are heading out with the captain to the crime scenes. maybe we'll be able to pick up on something."

we all go our separate ways, and spencer and i huddle over the map. i tape the map out on the table and grab a sharpie and yarn.

"wh- are you really using the circle technique from taken?" reid asks, raising his eyebrow at me.

"yes i am. and it works. it's real. you're just making fun of me because i learned it in a movie instead of in a book, like you did." i tease, sticking my tongue out at him.

"you've wounded me, beauliu."

"oh hush up and help me draw this circle reid."

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the crowded restaurant was buzzing with chatter amongst the patrons and the clinking and clanging of utensils on plates dinging through the warm air. the outside patio had been packed, every chair occupied. most likely due to the beautiful weather. my parents sat across from spencer and i as julien and justin sat on opposite ends of the table.

"so, spencer, you'd say we were close, right?" my father asks, taking a sip from his water.

"well, i'm marrying your daughter, so i'd sure hope so." spen chuckles, making me smile.

"now let's say i got this ticket-"

"dad!" i gasp, a smile gracing my lips.

"steven, you couldn't have asked one of your sons? or your daughter?" my mother scolds.

"i'm not asking my daughter because i know that she couldn't. and my sons are the one who gave it to me! and technically, i am asking one of my sons. just not the biological one." my father shrugs, leaning back into his seat.

my heart flutters as the words leave my fathers mouth and i look over at spencer, the ghost of what may have been a blush lightly painted over his cheeks.

"well, i have no jurisdiction over things like that. but i think i have a friend i could call who could help get that ticket dismissed." spencer smiles, popping a fry into his mouth.

"ah, see? this is why you're my favorite son."

"favorite s- he's not even related to us!" julien exclaims, throwing his arms up in defeat.

spencer laughs in amusement as my brothers and my father begin to bicker back and forth. his brown hair brushing slightly against his forehead in the carolina breeze. the black sunglasses resting gently on the bridge of his nose, slipping ever so slightly as he laughed at something one of my brothers had said. i watched as he quickly licked his lips, his smile quickly returning to his face. now, this may have been a weird thing to think about, but i hope our children get blessed with his teeth. and his eyes. god his eyes were beautiful. it was like van gogh had painted them himself up in heaven. resined brown orbs with scattered gentle strokes of the lightest browns and golds which were only really noticeable in direct sunlight.

"whatcha staring at over there miss fbi?"

i snap back into reality and i look over at justin, then to julien, who are both smirking at me as though they had just caught me doing something i shouldn't have and were going to tell our mother. my mother gushes silently across from us and my father sits, smiling over at my mother.

"i'm staring at spen." i shrug, leaning over and taking a bite of my salad.

"me?" reid asks, his eyebrows furrowed.

i nod as i finish chewing, covering my mouth while everyone stared.

"you're attractive. and i like to look at you." i smile.

a blush covers his cheeks and he grabs my hand, squeezing softly.

"you know, attraction is most easily spotted in the eyes. the pupils physically react when you find an interest in someone. they tend to expand by 10% when you experience physical attraction."

"well she must really love you because she looked like one of those black eyed devil things." justin chuckles, finishing the last bite of his burger.

spencer smiles at me, nudging my shoulder with his.

"oh does she now?" he taunts, making me roll my eyes.

"okay. gross. waiter? check please?" julien calls out, making us all laugh.

"no no. not yet. i want their peach cobbler. i missed the cobbler here. i've been craving it for so long and i haven't found the time to come back home for a visit." i groaned, thinking of the delicate, tangy dessert.

my mother gasps, scooting closer towards the table and leaning in.

"craving? are you pregnant? please tell me you're pregnant. i want grand babies. and i want lots of 'em."

"mom please no."

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i tiredly stumbled into the hotel room, dragging spencer onto the bed with me.

"hold me. the combination of my mothers endless pestering about us having children and my lack of peach cobbler has wounded my soul and i need love." i pout, holding my arms out towards my lover.

he chuckles, bringing me into his hold and pulling me into him.

"i doubt that you've wounded your soul considering the very idea of a soul is simply a religious constr-"

"spen. i love you. but please shut up." i smile, my eyes slightly droopy from my exhaustion.

he rolls his eyes, leaning down and pressing a gentle lingering kiss to my lips.

"come on. let's shower, i'll wash your hair for you." he says, stretching his limbs before pulling me up off the bed.

"you're just trying to get me naked, you perv."i gasp dramatically, holding my hand up to my chest.

"ah yes. you've seen right through my ruse."

"maybe you're the unsub."

"no. i've got the only woman i need right here. and i won't ever have to replace her. i unfortunately am stuck with her." he smiles, moving a piece of my hair from my face.

"damn straight. now come on. i was promised a free hair wash."

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