This is the result of an idea I had months ago. I just recently figured out how to make it workable. I hope you all enjoy it. I love to write and consider myself a good but not great writer. I want to become a better writer. I haven't had much inspiration in the last couple years. I have the entire story finished and ready to post. I will probably be posting one chapter per week. I didn't want to leave another story unfinished. I don't know when or if I will finish Boomerang or write my sequel to Decompartmentalizing. Thanks for reading and please review.

Chapter 1

May, 2023

The BAU had returned to Quantico at lunch time on an unseasonably hot Thursday early in May. They had been gone for three days working on a case in Minneapolis. The break they need to solve the case had finally come just before dawn. They were all exhausted since they had not slept at all on Wednesday night. Hotch had decided they should fly back to Virginia immediately and finish their paperwork before going home. Although he would have liked to give them all a long weekend, there were just too many files that needed reviewing. The team was on stand down for the coming weekend so he thought having them finish their paperwork on Thursday and then arrive at work mid morning on Friday for a short day would be a fair compromise.

The team was in the conference room having a late lunch when Spencer's cell phone rang. He looked at the number and smiled in recognition before he answered the call.

He barely said hello before the excited voice on the other end squealed "you're shooting blanks."

Although he was expecting this news, her use of slang surprised and momentarily confused him. "I'm shooting what?" He asked as his teammates grinned and began to laugh quietly. All were aware that their youngest the father of four was one month post op from a vasectomy.

While his beautiful wife and young family were a constant source of happiness, his teammates worried that the demands of 4 children under the age of six were a bit too much especially for his wife when the team was away. They had all been relieved when he announced he was having a minor surgical procedure which would require him to stay behind in Quantico for a couple weeks while he fully recuperated. Everyone had immediately guessed what this minor procedure was. Derek had teased him mercilessly that he hoped they didn't take "too much" when they did his "snip, snip". But he had also been the first one to volunteer to watch the kids during the procedure. Aunt Penelope had come to help him and ended up spending the night at the Reids' house as she often did when she babysat.

"Blanks, honey, you're shooting blanks. The doctor just called and your sperm count is zero so we can throw away all our other birth control. This weekend is going to be so fabulous." She gushed as he turned crimson.

"Um the girls can't hear you can they?" He squeaked.

"No of course not. They're all napping. Well I think Eliza may be reading books but she's in her room. I told her if she wanted to read while the babies were sleeping that would be fine that I could manage without her help for a little bit. You know I'm careful what I say when the girls are around especially Eliza, she is such a little adult."

"Yes she is." Spencer agreed his pride in their firstborn evident on his face and in his voice. "Thanks for letting me know. I probably won't be home early. We're just finishing lunch and I need to finish my report." The couple then said good-bye to each other and hung up the phone. Spencer then realized as he fully anticipated that six sets of eyes were staring at him."

Hotch gave him an uncharacteristic smirk and said "I take it your little procedure was a success"

"Yea"

"Well good cause I never want to do that again." Derek teased as he patted Spencer on the shoulder.

"Come on man. Think how I felt."

"Yea but you got that sexy little momma at home to kiss it and make it feel so much better."

The color which had begun to leave Spencer's face returned in full force. "Yea I do. We're looking forward to our little get away this weekend. With Noah weaned and this taken care of, now we can concentrate on each other and raising our family."

"Four kids in four and a half years, I'd say you've been concentrating on each other just fine, Pretty Boy."

"So what time on Saturday would you like their fairy godmother, Grandpa Dave, and Uncle Derek to arrive at the Reid Love Shack?"