before meeting spencer you would always get in trouble, getting arrested, getting in fights, doing drugs, dealing drugs for money, breaking and entering, vandalising, you name it, you’d done it, you were even a wanted criminal for a few years but the moment you and spencer met.. you turned your life around for the better, you got clean from the drugs and the illegal activities you had been doing.

you was a better person, you left your crime filled family, the family you never told spencer about, you didn’t want him to know your parents were in the German mafia, that wouldn’t turn out good with him being an FBI agent, you knew it’d turn out badly do that’s why you didn’t tell him, he brought out the best in you, the type that was made for movie screens.

he treated you in ways you’ve never been treated before, he always brought home flowers for you whenever he came back late from cases, he would slow dance with you, and every Sunday he’d take you out to a cute little library, the same one you two met in last year, but today is your guys’ one year anniversary, so he decided to take you to where you first met, the library.

you both sit down when he points to the dusty bookshelf full of books, books of history’s and old wars when spencer smiled, reaching over the table to gently cup your cheek.

spencer: “that’s where we met a year ago today.. the same bookshelf where i asked you to be mine..”

you turned around to look at the bookshelf, a gentle smile led on your face, but when you turn around you see Spencer down on one knee, a ring box in his hand, it was a princess cut, diamond ring, silver with a tint of pink.