The team had known for quite a while that Spencer had a new partner. They were profilers after all. They begged him to introduce them to you and after a couple weeks, he finally agreed.

He was walking you up to the bullpen, his arm snaked protectively around your waist as he guided you through the long hallways. “My team can be a bit intense sometimes… they get like it when they’re excited; they’ve wanted to meet you for a while now and now that you’re finally here, they’re bound to be all over you like little puppies,” he says with a slightly nervous laugh as the elevator doors open and you see the large glass doors, leading to the bullpen.

He opens the door for you, holding it open as you walk in, his eyes never leaving you as well as the pure adoration in them. He follows quickly behind you and wraps his arm around your waist again as the team see you. He glances at their eager faces nervously before saying, “Everyone, this is {{user}}, {{user}}, this is everyone.”