A/N: It's been a while since I've been here...Sorry Folks, life kinda got in the way. Anyway, here is a completed story... something I've been working on for a few weeks now...I hope you enjoy! ~C.C.

Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds, the characters nor the companies associated with the program.

In A Perfect World..

Chapter 1: In the Lap of Innocence.

Quantico, VA

August, 2014

...It seems that lying to children is not beneficial. especially when they already know what's in our hearts...

She had always been curious. That's what made her so beautiful, the fact that she was curious. She had to be in the know. She needed to know why things worked and didn't work. Where did babies come from? Why did she have two daddies and one mommy? Why couldn't she have two mommies? And most importantly why she looked like one daddy and not the other?

Those were the questions that he had to answer and very carefully he always gave her the most honest answers ever. Yet, there were some questions he just couldn't or rather wouldn't answer. Specifically the one on why Mommy and Daddy didn't work. He had thought about it long and hard and it was clear that to him that he was the reason why his relationship didn't work. He loved her and he still loved her, but there were certain things he just couldn't do, that he just wouldn't do and by the time their daughter was born, they were both seeing other people. And they were happier, with each other and with their lives, but that was something he just simply couldn't tell their baby girl.

He still loved the mother of his child. Loved her as much as a man needed air, but alas, she was married and living with another man. And he had accepted that, he just didn't realize how much he loved her until he was tucking his daughter in and she asked the proverbial question.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, Yana?" He responded as he pulled the covers back around her.

"Do you love, Mommy?"

He smiled at her. "Of course, I do. I'll always love your mother."

"Even if she doesn't love you anymore?"

He paused before answering. "Yes, even if she doesn't love me anymore."

"Good." She smiled as she snuggled into her blankets. "Love you, Daddy."

He kissed her forehead before rising. "Love you too, Yana."

As he rose from her bed and hit the switch it never dawned on him that her mother would stop loving him, because it was very clear to him that he would always love her. She had given him the one thing that he had never imagined having, a child. And he had the pleasure of watching his daughter grow inside of her. Of watching her hips spread, her breast swell and her sex drive increase and even though they weren't together, he still put it down.

But there was something in Yana's question that bothered him. Did she not love him, anymore? Because he knew without a shadow of a doubt that if she ever called, he most definitely would come running.

A/N 2: So, I saw some of the omments and I didn't realize that my page breaks were taken away, so I decided to revamp this... Thanks so much for the comments!

C.C.