Spencer walked into the adoption agency and asked the woman at the desk if there were any children between ten and fifteen that would need adopting. She told him to wait while she checked. He waited there patiently as she did so.

"We have three children sir. A twelve year old named Joseph Smith, and two 13 year olds named Richard Grayson and Soren Kingston," She replied.

"Okay. Is there anything important I should know about them?" Spencer asked the woman, who's name is Miss. Susan.

"Soren is a bit temperamental. He has been here for a little over a month. His parents went missing. Joseph has been here since he was ten, he ran away from home and his parents didn't care about him enough. Dick has been here since he was nine. He witnessed his family's murder when he was 6, but he was in Gotham at that point and the orphanages were full, so they put him in juvie for three years before they shipped him off to us," She replied.

"When could I meet Dick?" He asked already feeling a connection with the child.

"Visiting day is Friday and you have then whole day. He doesn't trust easily, so if he starts to tell you his past that's a sign that he does. He also has PTSD and is a chronic insomniac. He has been adopted a few times, but he has always come back with new scars. He won't tell anyone what happened. He is highly intelligent for a kid his age," Miss. Susan said.

"Okay. I' might not be able to come in for a while because of work, but I will try eventually. Thank you for your help. Here's my number so you can contact me," Spencer thanked her, bid her good bye and went on his way to work.

"Hey Pretty Boy. What have ya been up to?" Derek greeted him as he walked in.

"Nothing really. I just had to make a stop at the Adoption Agency on my way here," He replied.

"You wan't to have a kid?" Derek asked, surprised at Spencer's casualness (is that a word? it is now if it wasn't before).

"Well, yeah. I thought it'd be cool to be a dad. Besides, there is a thirteen year old in there who was sent to juvie for no reason and he watched his family die. I know our upbringings were different but I feel like we could get along. The lady at the desk told me that he is also highly intelligent. We could bond over that I guess. The only problems I might have are work and his PTSD and Chronic Insomnia Other than that it should work out great if I'm allowed to adopt him," Spencer looked up at Derek's sigh and saw the content look on his face. Spencer still couldn't grasp the fact they were now an item.

FLASHBACK


"Hey Derek, I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me," Spencer said to Penelope while looking at his shoes, blushing crimson.

"There you go 187! Go get your hunk-a-chunk!" She pushed him out the door right into the arms of one startled Derek Morgan, who had over heard.

"Pretty Boy? Do you really wanna go out with me?" He asked, hoping and praying that this was not a joke.

"Y-yes, I w-would," The young genius sputtered as red as a tomato. Derek grabbed Spencer's face and kissed him hard.


PRESENT

"That'd be awesome. Momma would love to have a grandchild," The Chocolate Thunder said, winking at the lithe man.

"You aren't getting any until it's finalized then, Mr. Macho," Spencer decided.

"Aw, baby, I was just messin' with ya," Derek whined.

"Aw, poor baby," Was all he got in reply.

FRIDAY

Spencer walked into the agency and to his surprise Miss. Susan was at the desk again.

"Well hello Mr. Reid," She greeted politely.

"Hello Miss. coworkers would like to meet Dick, so is it okay if I take him out for lunch today?" He asked, blushing as she puffed out her chest.

"Yes you may. I will go get him. Do you mind waiting here for a moment?"

"Not at all, ma'am."

Spencer looked around the waiting area. On the other side they had chairs to sit in with a table in the middle for magazines and... Comic books? 'Must be for kids,' He thought. They also had an area with toys and a TV above the area. Behind him heard the door open and turned to see Miss. Susan with a ten year old looking ebony haired boy with admiral blue eyes. By the way his face was structured he looked Romanian. The boy himself was dressed in a dark re hoodie with a black jacket over it, black jeans, and black converse.

"Hi. I'm Richard Grayson, pleasure to meet you," The boy said monotonously. He looked at the ground.

"H-hello Richard. My name is Spencer Reid and I'd love to know if you'd want to go out to lunch with me?" Spencer asked hesitantly. Dick's head shot up at this and he looked confused for a second before steeling himself.

"Sure. Not like I have anything better to do, right?" He joked. Spencer laughed.

"True. My coworkers would like to meet you. Is that okay?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Well, where do you want to eat?" Spencer asked shifting from foot to foot. The air was kind of awkward.

"Doesn't really mater as long as they have food," He replied.

"Okay... Is Bandanas cool?"

"I haven't been there in a while, so yeah."

"Cool," Spencer said.


"Hey Pretty Boy. Is this Dick?" Derek asked as Spencer and Dick arrived. Derek leaned over once they were in front of them, wrapped his arm around Spencer's shoulder, and kissed him. 'They're in a relationship? I guess he would have no problem with me dating Wally then,' Thought Dick.

"Yeah," He replied gesturing for Dick to introduce himself.

"Nice to meet all of you, I'm Dick Grayson," Dick said, still monotonously. 'Why is his voice like that?' Spencer thought to himself.

"Hi. I'm JJ. This is Penelope Garcia, Arron Hotch, David Rossi, Derek Morgan, and you know Spencer," JJ said, smiling brightly.

"Hello! I'm the tech goddess of amazingness! Do you have any nicknames I should be aware of, sugar?" Penelope said as bubbly and friendly as ever.

"Uh... My mom used to call me Robin. People usually call me names for it though," Dick said, smiling sadly at the memory of his mom.

"Awesome! Is it okay if I call you Dickie-bird?" She asked.

Dick smiled brightly at her and told her she could. Penelope then squealed with joy and squished him in a hug. He squeaked and tensed up. Eventually he relaxed and hesitantly hugged her back. After the hug session, they all went into the restaurant. When they walked in they saw a sign for a Rib Family special. It said six rib plates, six orders of french fries, and drinks for twenty dollars. (wouldn't that be awesome!) They all agreed on it and Spencer said that he would just get a salad and a coffee, or syrup Derek teased.

"Are you really only gonna eat a salad and some coffee? You can have some of my ribs and fries. I don't eat that much anyway," Dick said.

"Yes and are you sure?" Spencer asked.

"Yup," Dick replied, popping the 'p'.

"Okay."

The waitress came, showed them their seats, and took their order.

"So, what do you do you do for fun, kid?" Rossi asked, eyeing him questionably.

"Oh, I hack into the FBI's personal files while psychotically beating every single kid at the orphanage," Dick replied sarcastically, full with an eye roll. Derek and Penelope laughed, JJ and (it's weird to call him Aaron) Hotch snorted, Spencer giggled (so manly), and Rossi stared at him wide eyed.

"Wow, haha. Kid that was hilarious! I've never seen anyone throw Rossi off like that! So what do you really do?" Derek asked, still laughing.

"I read, write, do mathematical equations, and if I have time and space, I stretch, jump around doing acrobatic things and working out," He replied.

"You and Spencer are gonna get along just fine then! What do you do for your workout?" Hotch questioned. 'This kid is pretty amazing, it seems,' He thought.

"I stretch and then I run up and down the stair case, skipping steps as I go up, for about fifteen minutes to warm up. After that I do fifty push-ups, forty-five squats, I do any other exorcises that come to my mind at the moment, I run ten suicides in the back yard to cool down, and stretch to officially cool off. All that's done in an hour so then I will start my day," Dick said. 'Seems I was right,' Hotch thought.

"YEESH! Why do you do all that?" JJ almost yelled.

"It gets pretty boring at that place! Besides, I'm an insomniac! It wears me down so I can go to bed earlier," He defended, kind of annoyed. 'Completely right,' Hotch was astounded at this kid's stamina.

"Why are you an insomniac?" Penelope asked worriedly. Dick looked down and the team began to worry more.

"When I was six I witnessed my family's murder at the hands of Tony Zucco. The social worker I was assigned is racist against gypsies, so she through me into juvie. They claimed that it was because the orphanages were full, but I knew different. At the circus you have to be able to tell who's lying or the gillies (outsides) might double cross you. Anyway, I had repeated nightmares and eventually I just stopped sleeping regularly," He said dejectedly.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry!" Penelope felt guilty that she made him think about all that.

They were angry at the social worker he was assigned, but were assured that she was fired. The rest of lunch went off without a hitch. Derek was happy that Spencer was adopting this boy. He felt that they'll get along. JJ was saddened by the kid's backstory, but was proud of how he handled it. Rossi likes his personality, sarcasticness (new word), and thinks that he and the doctor will get along great. Penelope loves him already. Hotch thinks he'll be good for the genius. Dick was fond of all of Spencer's coworkers as well. He really likes Penelope though. Practically adores her.


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