Here's the next part. Thank you all for the amazing reviews! It was originally going to be one long story but I found it best to break it into chapters instead. Enjoy this one everyone!

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Friday December 22: Time- 8:30am

Garcia walked into the bullpen as she got off of the elevator, tired but happy with what she had managed to accomplish the night before. In her hands she holds two cups of coffee, one for herself and one for Reid with the plan being Garcia would give it to him and hopefully get him talking. She was hoping to make him just slightly happier than he had been the past couple of weeks. Today they were doing no work because it was the last day before starting their long and well deserved holiday break; today was a half day and just for socialization, drinking and eating and being with coworkers while not talking about the horrible things they saw on a daily basis. Garcia knew he wouldn't want to talk much, considering his man wouldn't be there for the first time ever, but she had hope he would talk to her at least.

When she got to his desk she was surprised to find him not there. His chair was still pushed in, computer off, his bag wasn't alongside his desk and there were some files left in his 'outbox'. She looked around to see if she could spot him but had no luck and started to worry. Reid was never late; if anything the kid was always here before anyone besides Hotch. Garcia walks back towards the elevators and waits there so she could see when he came up. The doors opened and Emily and JJ stepped out but no Reid. Emily sees the extra cup of coffee in her hand and says, "That extra coffee for you, Garcia, or for someone else? You look like you didn't get enough sleep."

The ladies walk back into the bullpen. "I am tired but I was here late working on something for our sad man. The coffee is for him; I figured since the party is today and he won't be in the mood to socialize that this would make him feel better. I haven't seen him yet though; did you see him coming in at all?"

JJ shakes her head along with Emily. "His train is probably running late," JJ says. "He may hate parties but he wouldn't miss out on work because of it. He'll be here soon, just wait."

The ladies gathered around the many tables that held a variety of food, grabbing what they wanted and sat down at a table Hotch and Rossi had managed to snag. They sat there talking to each other and eating, but as time passed Reid still hadn't shown up and Garcia was getting worried. She snuck away from them, saying she had to use the bathroom, but instead went into her lair. She back tracked the video surveillance a few hours and was shocked to see that Reid had arrived much earlier than anyone else. She saw him get off on their floor but then lost where he went; however, when she switched from one camera angle to the next she saw exactly where he went to. Getting up off her chair she walks back into the bullpen and towards her team.

"He's still not here?" she calls as she gets closer.

JJ shakes her head. "No. I was just about to call him and see where he is."

Shaking her head and walking away Garcia calls, "Don't bother, I know where he is." She doesn't have to look behind her to know everyone is following her.

When she and the team reach the door leading to Morgan's office, Garcia quietly grabs the door knob, twists it slowly and pushes the door open. Everyone looks around at first, not seeing anything out of place, but when they follow Garcia's gaze they spot him. Reid is sound asleep on the couch, his back pushed into the cushions, one arm under his head acting as a pillow, his other arm around his chest holding something close. Quietly they walk in, trying not to wake the man, and get closer. It's then they see the dark circles under his eyes and his disheveled hair and clothes. Everyone, minus Garcia, walks back slowly towards the door; meanwhile, Garcia grabs a blanket and gently throws it along Reid's thin but long frame and tucks him in. She steals a quick glance at what he's clutching so tightly before following everyone else out of the room and back to the party.

When they sit back at their table Hotch is the first to speak. "How'd you know he was in there?"

Shrugging her shoulders she says, "I hacked into the security footage and saw him come in at 6am this morning. Even if I hadn't I would have checked there anyway; he misses Morgan. I don't think he's been sleeping much; did you see the circles? Not only does he miss Derek but his insomnia is bad too. I'm surprised he made it here safely."

The team was quiet, silently munching on their food for a while until Emily spoke up. "So what do we do?"

"For now we let him sleep," Hotch says without looking up from his food. "We only have a few hours left. After mostly everyone has left we'll wake him and one of us will drive him back to the apartment."

"Actually, Sir, we won't need to," Garcia says with a smirk on her face. "Someone else will be here to pick him up."

"What did you do, Garcia?" JJ asks questionably.

"Just a little something for our boy who's missing his man. I may not have been able to bring him home but I got the next best thing."

The team just shakes their heads and they resume eating and talking amongst each other and their coworkers. Time flies and before they knew it, it was quitting time. No one noticed when Garcia grabbed an extra plate of food or slipped out early to meet someone at the elevator and walk to Derek's office.

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Reid groaned quietly when he felt someone shaking his shoulder. He didn't want to get up; he had been having the most amazing dream ever: one where Derek had made it home for Christmas. When the shaking wouldn't stop he sighed and opened his groggy eyes, keeping his one hand close to his chest, holding tightly to the photo. Once his vision cleared he was surprised to see who was above him.

"Fran?" he asks yawning slightly. Placing the photo down carefully he rubs his eyes with his hands. "What are you doing here?"

Fran sits on the couch next to Reid when he places his feet on the floor. "I came down here to be with the man who makes my son extremely happy for the holidays when he can't be here himself." When Reid looks confused she filled him in. "Penelope called me yesterday evening and explained to me what was going on. How Derek is on a case and wouldn't be home, how you didn't feel like traveling all the way to Chicago without him. Penelope helped me get a plane ticket for early this morning." Grabbing his hands she looks him in the eye and she says, "Spencer, you and I both know Derek is heartbroken about not being able to be here with you. But he would want you to be happy and with people who love you. I understand your team has their own plans, but no one deserves to be alone on the holidays. Please Spencer, let me stay with you. Let me throw you the best Christmas I possibly can and make you as happy as I can. It's what you need, what I want to do and it's what Derek would want if he could be here."

Reid, unable to say anything at the moment, nods his head and leans into Fran, hugging her. When she hugs him back, he can't help the tears that fall and cries softly on her shoulder and she runs a hand up and down his back. Reid knows what she said was true: Derek would want him to be surrounded by people who love him and his mother would do all she could to make him have a happy holiday. Derek would also want him to have a good holiday since he didn't have many growing up because of his mother's illness.

After some time he pulls away and wipes his eyes with his hands. Fran passes him a tissue and he takes it gratefully. Blowing his nose as well he tosses the tissue in the garbage can and hugs Fran again. "Thank you," he says raspy, his voice rough from crying. "I'd love for you to stay with me. It's just not the same without him here; it's been weeks and I miss him so much. I know he's doing something good, but it sucks not having heard from him in weeks. I just want him home."

Rubbing his back again she sighs. "I know Spencer; it's not easy being away from someone you love. I'll be here for you, always. Now come on, let's head back to your apartment and get you back to bed. You look exhausted."

Reid frowns and pulls away so he can face Fran. "I can't leave yet; I still have work."

"Actually Baby Boy," Garcia says, startling Reid slightly. He hadn't seen her hiding. "It's 12:30 in the afternoon. We've been done for a half hour now. You can go home, get the sleep you need."

Reid glances down at his watch and sees she's right; he slept through the whole party. "Wow I didn't mean to do that. I just came in here to catch some sleep but had no intentions to miss the party." He picks up the photo he had put aside and glances at it, Fran and Garcia looking over his shoulder. Seeing them look he quickly says, "It made it seem like he was here, closer to me, when I held it. I know it's strange but-"

"No, it's not Spencer," Fran says, glancing down at the photo again. "I have never seen my Derek so happy before. You miss him and holding that close to you brings you the comfort he would provide you. I did the same thing for weeks after my husband was killed; it's perfectly normal and acceptable." She slips on his shoes for him and then grabs his hands and pulls him to his feet. "Let's get you home Spencer."

"I'll meet you by the elevator Fran. I just need to talk to Garcia for a moment."

Fran nods her head and after giving Garcia a big hug and a sincere 'thank you' she walks out the door, leaving Garcia and Reid alone. Reid walks over to her and surprises her with a big hug. After the initial shock she returns it.

"Thank you Garcia," Reid says, still holding on tight to her. "This is what I needed and it's what Derek would want for me. Thank you so much."

She pulls away and wipes away some stray tears. "It's no problem my Baby Boy. I just didn't want you to be alone for the holidays, and if Derek couldn't be home with you I figured his family would be the next best thing." She pats his cheek one more time before letting him go. "Have a happy holiday Reid. It's what he would want. Don't forget this," she says as he starts to walk away. He hands him the photograph he had been clutching in his sleep.

"Thank you again," he says before leaving Derek's office and meeting up with Fran at the elevator.

As she watches them walk into the elevator, Garcia takes one last look in the office before switching off the lights and closing the door. "My work here is done," she says before grabbing her things and leaving for her own magical holiday.

Hope you enjoyed this, next chapter will be posted soon. Writing it as you read this!