Lilith rang the doorbell. Soon enough, Spencer opened the door. The sight of her made him smile.

"I'm bored, Spencer. I haven't seen you for the past week because of your case. Can I stay with you?"

"Yeah, sure. You're always welcome here."

"Thanks, I was so lonely without you I thought I might die."
Lilith walked past him, and crashed onto his couch. She laid down and folded her legs, so that Spencer could sit next to her. The doctor took a seat on the sofa, a little tense. He was usually confortable around her, but today, he was a little uneasy. He couldn't help but overthink her letter, and how she'd ended it with « Love, Lilith ». It probably hadn't meant anything, but it still had risen questions within him. And the fact that she was laying down next to him wearing only a tank top and shorts didn't help much, either. Lilith propped herself on her elbows, and stared into Spencer's eyes, that had previously been running over her curves.

"I'm sorry if I've interfered something, it was really selfish to come unannounced. I just... missed you."

Spencer's heart skipped a beat.

"I missed you too." He replied simply.

She gave him a small smile.

"What were you doing before I rudely interrupted?"

"Well, um. I was writing a letter. To my mother, actually."

"That's nice of you. I only text my mother, I'm not so traditional." She laughed lightly.

"Yeah." He chuckled back, but she could tell there was some sadness hidden behind his smile.

"Spencer. What's wrong?"

"No, it's just... the whole 'writing a letter a day' thing kind of makes me feel a little selfish. As if I was avoiding visiting her."

"Why would you avoid visiting her?" Lilith furrowed her brow.

Spencer took a deep breath, looking stern.

"My mom is a paranoid schizophrenic. She's in a center, in Vegas."

Lilith fell silent. She knew what Spencer was fearing. After all, she was a doctor herself, and she knew his mother's condition could be hereditary.

"Does it feel as though you're escaping the truth? That you don't want to visit her because you're scared of your own mind?"

Spencer just looked at her, and nodded. She had exactly put into words how he felt. Lilith put herself in a sitting position, and thought for a moment.

"I advise you get two tickets for Las Vegas, then."

"Two?"

"We're gonna give your mom a visit."

Spencer couldn't believe it. She was ready to give up some of her own vacation days just for him. He couldn't let her do that, no matter how much he wanted to go with her.

"Lilith, I-"

"Nope. You don't get to say no. I know how you are, Spencer. If you don't have anyone to push you through the doors of that center, you're gonna chicken out and run back home."

She was right. Spencer gave a soft chuckle.

"Alright, alright. You'll have to tell me when you're free, though, so we can set this up properly." He paused. "My mom's gonna be so happy."

Lilith smiled.

"We're doing this, then."

2 weeks later

The two stood at the front of the building. Spencer took a deep breath. They really were going to do this. He glanced at Lilith, and saw her encouraging look.

"Let's go."

Spencer pushed the door, and they entered the small center. It reminded Lilith of the hospital she used to work at, except with less smells and more welcoming furniture. The agent paced toward the front desk, where he was greeted by a middle aged woman.

"Hello, I'm Doctor Reid. We were wondering if the patient Diana Reid is here?"

"Yes, she should be at the library around this time. It's on the second level, the elevator is at the end of the corridor at your right."

"Thank you." The man replied, as he walked away. Lilith followed him into the corridor. They halted in front of the grey doors of the elevator, and waited. The doors opened, and the friends stepped inside. Spencer pressed on a button, and the two started going up. Lilith saw the doctor was shaking. She seized his hand, and Spencer immediately felt less tense. If it had been anyone else, he would have been concerned about the germs, but Lilith was different. As if... he wanted to touch her. As if he didn't care so much about the germs, as long as he was close to her. The elevator doors opened, and Spencer was unsure wether he should let go of her. He didn't even think he wanted to let go. So they both stepped out, still holding hands.

"So, where's your mother?" Lilith asked, as she removed her hand from his to tuck a piece of hair behind her ear. Spencer, to his own surprise, felt a little disappointed.

"She's over there. In the armchair." He replied, pointing to a frail woman with a blonde pixie cut.

"Do you want to go talk to her?"

The doctor nodded. They walked up behind the woman.

"Hey, mom."

The woman looked back, disbelieving the words she had heard.

"Is that you, Spencer?" She asked, astounded.

"Yes, it's me."

"Oh god..." she pointed at a couple of chairs facing her. "Take a seat, the two of you."

The doctor and the girl both sat down.

"So, this is my friend, Lilith." He said.

"Oh, yes. You told me about her in your letters."

"Mom..." Spencer looked down, embarrassed.

"He told you about me?" Lilith asked, both grinning and blushing.

"Oh, he mentions you all the time. I think he enjoys talking about you." The woman smirked.

"Okay mom, I think that's enough..." Spencer was dying of embarrassment; even his ears had turned red.

Cute, Lilith thought.

"How have your days been?" His mother asked.

"Pretty good, actually. Less headaches. I've also been hanging out with a really cool person..." he gave Lilith a small smile.

"I can't say the same for me." Diana sighed. "The people here are either crazy, or boring as hell." The three of them laughed.

"I'll make sure to call you more often, mom."

They shared a look, one that could only be shared between a mother and a son.

The three of them talked for another few hours. Lilith was surprised to learn Diana was a literature professor, and they discussed books and poems. They also talked about Reid's life, or about Lilith's anecdotes from when she was a hospital doctor. Perhaps too soon, the conversation had to end.

"Hey mom... we need to leave soon, we have a train to catch. I'll go talk a bit to the doctors and come back, okay?"

"Sure, my boy." She smiled, a little sad to see him go. Spencer stood up, and left for another room. Diana looked at Lilith for a few moments.

"You know, I think you're the first person Spencer has brought here."

Lilith looked up, surprised. The older woman took her hand.

"I'm glad you're Spencer's girlfriend."

"Oh, no. I think there's a misunderstanding. Doc and I are only friends."

The mother's eyes widened.

"You guys aren't together? Then why do you guys hold hands and why is he always writing to me about you?"

"It's just friendly, I suppose." Lilith gave a feeble smile, and shrugged.

"Honey, trust me. There's nothing friendly about the way he looks at you. I like you so far, so I expect you to take good care of him."

The girl wrapped her other hand around Diana's.

"I will."

Spencer soon came back, and placed a kiss on his mother's forehead.

"We have to go, but I'll call you as soon as I can. I hope I can visit again sometime."

"You're always welcome here, baby boy. Good luck with the girl." Diana winked at her son, leaving the two friends slightly embarrassed.

***

"Thank you so much for today. No one has ever done that for me."

"Don't worry. I actually enjoyed talking to your mom. I like her."

"God, Lilith. I am so glad to have you around. You know, I haven't talked this openly to my mom in years."

"You've done so much for me. I had to do something in return."

Spencer took the girl in his arms. Although she was confused at first, she quickly returned the hug by wrapping her arms around his neck. He revelled in her warmth, and he felt as if he might break down into tears. Everything he tried to ignore had just bottled up. The last few months, so may things had happened. Good things. It was as if Lilith had turned his world over with just a few words, a few touches.

"Thank you so much." Spencer said, softly.

"Thank you too."

They let go of each other. Lilith took out the keys to her flat. She thought for a moment.

"You should come over sometime."

Spencer was surprised by her proposition. Lilith usually didn't let him come into her apartment. He nodded.

"I will. Good night, Lilith."

"Goodnight, Doc."