Paranoia - s.reid

Routine

(Part 100!!! Also, quick disclaimer. During Spencer's 30 day breaks, he will NOT be teaching. I found it odd that he'd have so much free time and use it to teach instead of make up for all the time he missed with his own kids. Same goes for Liz.)

It wasn't hard adjusting now that Spencer was back. Liz had to set certain rules in place with him around to make sure they didn't get into trouble. Violent games were a big no-no in the Reid household, but when Lyle had gotten his gaming console, the mother of 4 couldn't help but say yes when he begged for UFC. From playing it almost everyday after school, he was limited to Friday and Saturday nights after dad had gone to bed. 

It was one of the rare nights when Spencer's nightmares weren't plaguing his sleep, where every single person in the house besides Liz were deep in slumber. She smiled when she heard the soft breaths leaving his lips swapping herself out for a pillow, tucking it between his arms to make sure he didn't suspect she was gone. She disappeared down to the living room, picking up the xbox controller before clicking the button, hearing the small noise it made indicating it was on.

It took a minute to adjust to the brightness of the tv, being the only light source in the room as she chose her fighter, entering the match. The only noises heard were the rapid clicking of buttons and the quiet game commentary on the tv. She was winning.

"What are you doing? I thought we said UFC was off limits? When did you buy the Xbox anyways?" Spencer rasped, knitting his brow together at his slouched wife.

He plopped himself down next to her. "I bought it for them a month or so ago when Lyle asked. He begged me for UFC and I couldn't say no. Now that you're home and he plays it a little less, someone has to play it." She shrugged. "Why are you awake?"

He smiled to himself. "You're not really as stealthy as you once were when it comes to leaving bed."

She finished her fight, winning in the end before pouting. "Sorry, babe." Kissing his cheek, Liz grabbed the nearest snack on the dining table, a packet of crackers. "You think the kids will notice if this is gone?"

"Probably."

"Well it doesn't have anyones name on it." She reasoned, sitting down again and placing the open packet between them, passing the controller to her husband. "Your turn."

He quirked a brow at her, shoving a cracker into his mouth. "You sure?"

"Let loose, sweetheart."

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What was more terrifying than an unsub at the moment was when Spencer went through their expenses.

"Jesus Christ, honey."

She pouted, ashamed. "I know, I'm sorry."

"You spent 4 times the amount we normally spend per month."

Both of them knew she had a problem with over spending and spoiling everyone in certain times of distress, and Spencer's departure was no different. "It's just knick knacks."

"We're going to have to save up a lot of money to keep this house up."

"I was just trying to cheer everyone up, but I'll fix this and I'll find a way to get some extra money." She kissed his shoulder, hoping to avoid the conversation by walking away. "The director's asking for us."

He furrowed his brow. "You bought a Margot a violin?"

"We have to go!"

The couple entered the director's office, antsy. Liz had never been called for sessions, only Spencer.