Afew months later, Spencer was finally free of his nightmares-for good! He was finally on some meds to help get rid of them. He never had to keep a journal again. The best part is, he slept all through the night at night. Everyone at the BAU was releaved. Especially Derek. After the case in Sacramento, Derek made a promise to Spencer that he'd always listen. Somehow, Spencer already knew that.
No more nightmares about Mrs. Reid, JJ, Maeve, anyone. Spencer felt like he was free for the first time in forever. He was just glad to be living his life again....
Spencer was finally getting some of the best sleep he's had in ages. No nightmares or dreams. Although a good dream would've been good to have, he just needed to get some good old fashioned sleep for now. And the best thing about this kind of sleep is that there was NO ONE to paranoy him. The doc loved everyone close to him dearly, but like all people, he needed some space. Space was what he needed during this time. And now was the only time to get it since he was on the jet. Nobody would disturb him.
On the jet, Spencer got out his PC and recapped all of his nightmares. He tried to remember as much as possible. *Some of these weren't as gruesome.* he thought. The doc's thoughts were interrupted briefly when he heard music coming from someone's phone. "What's that?" he asked. "It's just music, genius." Derek answered tiredly. "I know THAT, Mr. Grump." Spencer replied getting more agitated by the minute. "What is wrong with you?" Derek asked as if he were clueless. "What wrong with ME?" Spencer remarked sarcastically.