Hello readers! I was going to post another chapter last night, but we had a thunderstorm and the power flickered off for a second. My computer crashed and it deleted the chapter. This was actually going to be longer, but I'm lazy and didn't want to rewrite everything I already had written. Sorry again, I'll try to make the next chapter longer.

SpenceFTW - This is around season 7. It was actually a mistake that Rossi wasn't in the last chapter, and I promise he'll be in the next one. (He's not in this one either.) And I decided to make Spence eleven because everyone else seemed to make him a toddler, and... You know. Spencer is actually a little bit of a trouble maker in this story. Everyone makes him seem all sweet and innocent, I wanted to try something different. I hope you like it.

Thanks for reviewing everyone, it made my night. Well... Here we go! Enjoy!

Oh yeah, I don't own Criminal Minds or any of their character, blah, blah, blah.

Spencer was no longer scared, he was pissed off. He sat in the back seat, mumbling to himself angrily, his arms crossed as he glared at the back of Hotch's seat.

"I just can't believe this! It's terrible! I'm going to be stuck like this forever!" Spencer cried, throwing his arms up.

"Spence, don't worry. We'll find a way-" JJ gently rested a hand on the boys shoulder, but he interrupted her and whipped around to face her, his face angry and red.

"How do you know?! We don't even know how the guy did this! And you can't tell anyone, they'll think you're crazy!" Spencer cried, breathing heavily. JJ could see him becoming exhausted, he was tiring himself out from all this yelling.

"Spence, look at me," JJ said calmly, squeezing his shoulder firmly. The young boy breathed in and out heavily and quickly as he tried to calm himself down, "We will find a way to turn you back. Please, don't fret about it."

Spencer let out a heavy breath and finally calmed himself. He rested his head on JJ's shoulder and yawned, and before long he nodded off against JJ. She smiled and rubbed the child's back firmly before she head Morgan's voice pipe up.

"Do you honestly think we'll find a way to turn him back?" He asked as he gripped the steering wheel firmly.

"Honestly?" JJ raised an eyebrow as she looked down at Spencer, "No. But we can sure as hell try."

Morgan ended up having to carry Spencer into the police station since the boy was still asleep. He walked into a secluded room, followed by the rest of the team. They had to have some privacy, the last thing they needed was people asking why they had a child with them and who he belonged to. Morgan set Spencer in a chair as Hotch closed the door behind him, the young boy slumped into the cushions and snored loudly, turning over onto his side.

JJ and Prentiss stifled laughter but still let a few little giggles escape their mouths, Morgan even smiled a little before slumping into a chair himself. He was exhausted, everyone was. Today had been a weird and stressful day, they all needed a little shut eye.

"Where is our baby?" Garcia suddenly burst as she ran into the room as fast as she could in her pink high heeled shoes.

"He's alright, baby girl. We're all fine," Morgan reassured the bubbly blond as he eyes landed on the elven year old in baggy clothes, sleeping in a chair.

"Oh my God!" Garcia burst as her eyes landed on the boy sleeping in the chair, "He's adorable!"

"Shh!" Morgan shushed her, putting a finger to his lips, "He's not so adorable when he's awake." He remembered the boys outburst on the car ride here.

"How longs he been asleep?" As soon as she asked the question, the boy in the chair slowly stirred.

He opened his dark brown eyes and peered up at everyone, all of them surrounded him, gawking at him in awe. He furrowed his eyebrows in irritation and looked grumpily back up at them, "What are all you gawking at?"

"Wow, look at you," Garcia breathed quietly, looking her friend up and down. Spencer suddenly remembered what had happened and rolled his eyes, sighing heavily.

"Yeah, yeah... I know," Spencer whined as he got to his feet and walked around the team, "Awe, look at him! He's so little! How cute!" Spencer mocked in a shrill, girly voice as he waved his hands around.

"Were you actually like this when you were this age?" Garcia questioned as JJ raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms.

Spencer didn't answer the question, he just kept mumbling to himself grumpily. Garcia turned to look at JJ with a curious gaze and JJ rolled her eyes, "I thought I finally calmed him down in the car... Apparently not."

Garcia chuckled and watched the child pace back and forth, his voice getting louder. Morgan was trying to calm his friends voice, not wanting him to get too loud, attracting unwanted attention.

Spencer turned and looked up at Morgan and his other friends, "WHAT ARE YOU ALL LOOKING A-" He was suddenly cut off by Morgan's hand over his mouth.

"Pretty boy, calm down. We don't need people asking questions," Morgan scolded him, lifting the boy off his feet a little.

"Mrgn, le m go." Spencer's voice was muffled under Morgan's large hand as his legs dangled.

"What?" Morgan raised an eyebrow and then realized what was wrong, "Oh yeah, sorry."

He placed Spencer on his feet and watched as the boy smoothed the creases on his baggy shirt. Garcia noticed how large his clothing was for his small body and smiled as a thought popped into her head. Spencer furrowed his eyebrows at the familiar look.

"Oh God, I know that look. What are you up to?" He asked grumpily, slumping his thin shoulders.

"We need to buy you new clothes. Those are way to big for you," Garcia stated simply, raising a finger.

"I knew that was coming," JJ mumbled to herself as Spencer huffed.

"Great." He groaned as Garcia grabbed his hand and took him out of the room.

Uh oh. Garcia's taking him shopping. I forgot to mention, I might make another fanfiction like this one soon, but more than one profliler will be little. Let me know who you want to see as a kid and how old I should make them, it doesn't matter how old. They can be teens, toddlers, whatever. Let me know. :)