Part 4

"Wow! This is a pretty nice place you have here, Reid," Garcia said looking around. "Why did you choose a place so out in the middle of nowhere though? I mean you're not near any shopping centers, you don't have any neighbors close by..."

"I'm a very private person," Spencer told Garcia, "I didn't want anything to near other people who could be nosy and stick them into my private life where they didn't belong or just bother me for a cup of sugar or some such nonsense. Besides, I'm gone so much, and I don't want one of my brothers opening the door to a complete stranger even if they are nearly of age now. Also I grew up near the forest, and I love just sitting out under the trees in the shade to read when I'm home, so I made sure I bought a property that was nearby, so that I could do that."

"But you are awfully isolated," Garcia protested.

Spencer shrugged and said, "Me and my brothers can always drive into town if we want to be around people, as it's really not that far away. None of us are really people persons if you know what I mean. In other words, we're all happy with our own company most of the time. You have to realize that I as well as my brothers were raised practically in isolation, except for going to school and I at least didn't have any friends. Really my brothers never had a chance to make any good friends because by the time they were seven I was going away to college and they of course, came with me, along with Aunt Shannon. Now that they're almost grown up and going to be off to college in couple of years they'll probably make a few good friends in that time and maybe even fall in love. You out of all my teammates except for Gideon know my history."

Spencer didn't mention the fact that he liked the isolated location of the house because that meant he and his brothers could just go out the back door, in their wolf forms and run in the forest as it was only a few feet from the door. Spencer had even had a doggie door, specially installed, so that he or his brothers wouldn't have to bother transforming back into their human form before getting inside the house.

"I do," Garcia said looking pensive.

"Not everybody is a people person like you are," Spencer said. "Besides, just because the house is isolated doesn't mean I and my brothers don't go into town for whatever reason quite frequently, when I'm not working that is. Also all six of my brothers have credit cards with my name on it and have since they were 16. Those cards are hooked to my account, and they know the rules about using them. They can use them to buy gas for their car, and food if they need to go to the grocery store or some emergency, but if they want to go to the movies or some other entertainment they must use their own allowances."

"Wow! That's a lot of trust," Garcia said in awe. "Most teenage boys at that age would use their credit cards for something besides, what they were supposed to be used for."

"Yes, well, I never would've done it if I didn't know that all six of my brothers were very responsible. Besides, they know that I get a bank statement every month since the bills are automatically paid out of my account and that if I see a fee that isn't supposed to be on there the one that did the deed gets read the riot act and put on restriction. They know very well that I mean what I say as I did help raise them after all and I had to prove on several occasions when they were much younger that I would punish them when they deserved it. This was so that they wouldn't question my authority once Aunt Shannon was out of the picture. For the most part they're good boys and certainly didn't go through a period of rebellion like a lot of young men do. All my brothers are extremely intelligent, more so then is average, but then so was my mother and as much as I hate to admit it my father wasn't stupid either. I'm not sure what their actual IQ is as they've never had the test done like I have, but I would guess it's somewhere close to mine. They could've skipped a few grades like I did, but neither Aunt Shannon or I would allow that, because we didn't want them to be bullied by kids that were five or six years older than they were. Both of us knew that it was better to go through school normally to learn to interact with your peers then be an outcast."

"In other words, they are smart enough to know that right from wrong and that behaving will get them more than getting into trouble," Garcia said.

"Exactly," Spencer said, as he led Garcia into the house.

"So where are your brothers that I've heard so much about over the last year," Garcia asked.

"They're at the grocery store getting a few final items for the cookout," Spencer said. "They should be home in a few minutes as the grocery store really isn't too far from our house about 20 minutes. If you hadn't shown up so early, when the cookout doesn't start for over an hour, you would've been able to meet them as soon as you arrived."

Spencer had known that Penelope Garcia would probably be the first to show up since she tended to be spontaneous and usually arrived early for any event.

"So where should I put this?" asked Garcia. Garcia was carrying a basket filled with fresh fruit, since she was a vegetarian.

Spencer looked at the fruit and practically salivated for although werewolves needed a lot of meat, steak in particular, preferably cooked rare, he also loved all kinds of fruit as did his brothers. Besides, it was always good to have a more balanced diet as just eating nothing but meat all the time wasn't healthy. Aunt Shannon, had made sure he and his six brothers had learned to not only like fruits, but most vegetables, except collards and in his case lettuce because he couldn't stand it because it was so tasteless.

He well remembered Aunt Shannon lecturing him about how he needed to look after his brothers and make sure they ate healthy, but fulfilling meals as they couldn't live off just meat all the time, since they were omnivores. She had told them that in order to grow up big and strong they needed to eat a balanced diet as that was important to young children as well as young adults. She had lectured him about getting into good eating habits now so that they wouldn't have all sorts of medical problems when they were older.

"You can just leave that on the kitchen table for right now," Spencer said leading Garcia to where the kitchen was located.

The small kitchen was crowded and full of platters of thawing hamburgers and hot dogs which were sitting on every inch of counter space, along with buns for both and things like ketchup, mustard, mayo, a bowl of chopped onions that could be added the meat, lettuce, sliced tomatoes and coleslaw.

"Wow! You're really going all out," Garcia exclaimed looking at all the food that was taking up the entire kitchen.

"Yes, well I wanted to make it special as this is my first gathering, in well…ever actually," Spencer said.

"You've never had a party before?" asked Garcia in surprise.

"You have to remember I've never really had friends before the team," Spencer said, "and I never had anybody over to my house when I was a child because I couldn't risk anybody finding out about my mother's condition since Aunt Shannon wasn't mine or my brothers legal guardian. I couldn't risk me or my brothers being placed in the foster care system where we would have likely been separated and placed in different homes. Besides, we both know that a lot of foster parents get though the background checks, and then they abuse the children in their care and I couldn't risk that happening to me or to my brothers."

And not for the reasons you think, Spencer added in his thoughts, or more accurately he just hadn't stated all the reasons that he couldn't risk any of them going into foster care. The reasons that he had suggested to Garcia were accurate, but not the whole story since he couldn't tell her that the other he reason and his brothers couldn't risk foster care was because they weren't completely human and werewolves didn't do well on their own without their pack even if that was just their family. If the seven of them had been separated, it likely would have ended in his brothers deaths in a year and he would have run away with them before he had allowed that to occur.

"Let's talk about something more cheerful," Garcia said not wanting to discuss such things on what was supposed to be a happy day free from the stress of the job.

"Alright," Spencer said changing the subject, "why don't I show you the house right quick as the others should be arriving in 45 minutes or so. After that though I need to finish setting up."

"I'll help," Garcia volunteered and Spencer gratefully accepted.

~~~Spencer and Aaron~~~

"Hotch, I'd like you to meet my brothers," Spencer introduced.

Aaron Hotchner had arrived a little late to the cookout, as he had finished up some paperwork and then stopped at the store to pick up some potato salad and a couple bottles of soda, Spencer's favorite, Pepsi.

"This is Ethen," Spencer said, pointing at a boy was nearly as tall as Spencer that had blondish brown hair and his brother's golden brown eyes, "and this is his identical twin, Bailey."

"I'm pleased to meet you," Hotch told the two politely, but with a genuine smile, marvelling at how much the two brothers looked like Spencer despite the fact that they were a little broader of shoulder and had blondish brown hair that was probably a mixture of both parents instead of it being dark brown, like his subordinate's.

"We are pleased to meet you too," said Bailey trying not make it obvious that he was studying Aaron Hotchner as Spencer had said he was very intelligent and neither brother wanted to be caught staring at the man and prick his curiosity at least not until their brother had told him the truth.

Aaron as he told them to call him was a very handsome man with short black hair, intense black eyes, with broad shoulders and had to be at least 6'3' or 6'4'. A werewolf never knew who their mate would turn out to be as it could be the opposite sex or the same sex they were.

"Spence, talks about you and the others on the team all the time," Ethen added truthfully.

Spencer blushed right on cue and he glared at his brothers silently promising retribution.

"Well, I suppose we're even then as Reid talks about you all the time as well and it is clear that he is very proud of you," Hotch said.

The other four of Spencer's brothers came out of the house then carrying then rest of the food and setting it on various tables that had been set up.

Spencer called all of them over and once they had arrived introduced the rest of his brothers to his mate. "Hotch, this is Al and Brock, Jase and Logan," Spencer introduced.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Logan said speaking for the other three.

"I'm pleased to meet all of you as well," Hotch told them.

It was amazing to Hotch that there were two sets of identical twins in the Reid family that were the same age as he knew the odds against such a thing happening were astronomical. Of course, the odds were also astronomical for having sextuplets as well and yet the Reids had beaten the odds. Hotch privately thought that all the Reids were very handsome, but that Spencer was the handsomest of the lot, but then again there was no way he could be attracted to a 17 year old boy. It was true that Spencer was younger than he was, but still he was all grown up, unlike his brothers.

He and Spencer were going to have to have a talk soon, but now was not the time to do that with the whole team here, along with Spencer's brothers and a few people he didn't recognize.

Hotch watched as Brock, well at least he thought it was Brock, but it was going to take him awhile to tell one identical twin from the other, walked over to a pretty red headed girl and talk to her gently. Hotch noticed the two blush at the same time and he took that to mean that the two were dating or soon would be.

"So is that the girl that Brock saved, a few days ago from the bullies?" ask Hotch curiously.

"Yes, it is," Spencer smirked as he watched his brother and Blanche get to know each other. "I told you that there had to be a major reason why Brock interfered the way he did and it turns out that he has a little crush on the new girl."

Actually, Spencer knew that it was more than a crush at least on his brother's part, but he couldn't tell Hotch that, at least not yet.

"So was it your idea to invite her as well as her parents to the cookout?" asked Hotch. "Are you trying to play matchmaker?"

"Not at all," Spencer assured him. "It was my brother that requested that she and her parents be invited. He thought that an event like a cookout would be a good way to get to know her. After all there are plenty of people around to make sure that no hanky-panky is going on as they both 17 after all. Also Brock told me that Blanche's parents wanted to meet and thank him for saving her from the bullies, and he felt that a cookout would be a good place to do it."

Hotch marveled at how mature all of Spencer's brothers were even though they were only 17 and he put that down to the fact, that they took after Spencer who had also been very mature from a young age at least from what he knew.

The two of them were interrupted as Brock brought Blanche and her parents over to introduce them to his older brother.

"Spence, I'd like to introduce you to Blanche and her parents Eileen and Peter Carmichael," Brock introduced.

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Reid," Peter said shaking Spencer hand.

"Actually that's Dr. Reid," Hotch corrected politely. "I'm Aaron Hotchner and I work with Dr. Reid."

The Carmichaels were surprised as Reid looked too young to be a doctor.

"And this is Blanche," Brock introduced his hopefully, soon-to-be girlfriend next.

"It's nice to meet you," Spencer told them all very politely with a smile. "I'm glad you could all come to what is my first official cookout. I hope I will be able to have many more, but with my job well that's not always certain and I'll probably have to end up cancelling some of them."

"What is that you do for living, Dr. Reid," asked Eileen.

"You can call me Spencer," Reid told them with a smile. "As for what I do, I'm with the FBI, the BAU or Behavioral Analysis Unit, specifically. Our unit travels out of town a lot for work, and we're normally always on call. We rarely get a day off when we aren't at least in danger of being called in unless we take some of our vacation days."

"Wow! You look so young to be part of the FBI," Eileen said impressed.

"He is one of the youngest agents that the FBI has ever accepted," Hotch told the Carmichaels, "and definitely the youngest member to be accepted into our unit, which only accepts the best, but usually the agents that become part of the BAU, are much older."

Spencer blushed and glared at his mate who ignored him, although he knew there would probably be a price to be paid later.

"He has proven my faith in him time and time again," Gideon said coming over to greet his protégé and Hotch. "I'm Jason Gideon. I was the one that convinced Spencer to join the FBI and then called in some favors to have him placed in our unit."

"Why go to all that trouble for just a single individual?" asked Peter curiously trying to understand what was so special about Spencer Reid.

"Well, we have some of the most baffling cases, and we needed Reid's intelligence. He is a genius with an IQ of 187 and an eidetic memory. In fact we often refer to him as our expert on everything. I guest lecture at various colleges around the country and I was surprised to see such a young man in one of my old friend's criminology classes at Caltech. Reid was only 19 at the time. It turned out once I inquired, that he had been in college since he was 13, was working on his last degree and would graduate in a year. I asked for a meeting and we sat in a coffee shop and I asked him to consider joining the FBI after he graduated and he told me he would think about it."

"I had to discuss it with my brothers, since I knew the job would be dangerous and I'm the only family they have except a very distant aunt, who stayed with us until I got legal custody of them when I was 17. I had to prove to two investigators that I was financially solvent, and responsible since I was still a year from my 18th birthday," Spencer said with a shrug.

"In any case, thanks to all the obscure trivia that Reid has stored in his brain, that seems useless until you need it, we've been able to catch any number serial killers, pedophiles, rapists and the like in just the year that Reid had been with our unit," Hotch said. "He has been a huge asset and I am proud to be working with him. I can give him no greater praise then that."

Reid blushed for compliments from his mate were few and far between.

When the Carmichaels left a few minutes later in order to mingle they still looked rather dazed at the information they had been given, but were at least certain that they had been talking to a young man of cast iron character and morals, who would always do the right thing. They were looking forward to getting to know the Reids better, especially since it looked like Spencer's brother Brock was going to start dating their only daughter.

~~~Spencer and Aaron~~~

"Spencer, we need to talk," Hotch told the younger man and Reid stared at him surprise in his expression. For one thing Aaron Hotchner never referred to him by his first name and always called him Reid and for another there was a certain look in his boss's dark eyes, that made his cock stand up and take notice. No, surely he was imagining things and it wasn't lust and love in Hotch's eyes. Could his mate have fallen in love with him, and he had not realized it until just now? He was usually fairly observant, you had to be, to be a member of the BAU, but Hotch was also very good at concealing his emotions. Spencer felt a flair of hope, but then forced it down as he wouldn't get his hopes up and wouldn't put himself through that until he was sure.

It was several weeks after the cookout, and Spencer was just about to leave for the day when Hotch had suddenly exited his office just as he was heading for the elevator his messenger bag over his shoulder.

"What about?" asked Spencer trying his best to conceal his nervousness.

"Not here," Hotch said. "Why don't I buy you dinner and we can talk about it."

Spencer studied him for a long moment then nodded slowly.

"Alright, where would you like me to meet you?" asked Spencer.

Hotch named a place and Spencer nodded again knowing it well as it was one of his favorite places.

"I'll meet you there in half an hour," Spencer promised. "I've got to call my brothers and tell them that I won't be home for a couple of hours so they don't worry."

"Alright then, don't disappoint me," Hotch added his voice suddenly stern and Spencer swallowed a little, now doubly nervous, then nodded.

"I'll meet you there in half an hour," Spencer repeated.

Hotch nodded and forced himself to let the younger man leave though it was one of the hardest things he had ever done for he had realized over the last few weeks that he was in love Dr. Spencer Reid and he had no idea if the younger man even swung that way, although he suspected he did just from some of the looks the Reid had been shooting him ever since he had started at the BAU. That small percentage of uncertainty though made Hotch more nervous then he had been in years. Hotch knew that he was deeply in love with the younger man and if Reid turned him down, then he would never settle down or ever be able to fall in love again. He had never been the type to fall in and out of love like his own friend and trainer David Rossi had three times. Of course, Dave was also divorced three times, so that ought to tell someone that he wasn't the type to truly fall in love. He was sure that the team, not to mention his old friend Rossi would be surprised that he had fallen in love with another man, especially his subordinate who was much younger then him, but they would accept it, eventually as they weren't judgmental people. They couldn't afford to be, for if they judged people when they questioned them they wouldn't be able to keep themselves objective and that was necessary in their jobs. Hotch sighed and headed to the elevator so that he could get to the restaurant before Spencer and hoped and prayed, that Reid had meant what he said about meeting him.

~~~Spencer and Aaron~~~

Spencer sighed and got out of his car, running both hands through his hair nervously. He had a feeling he knew exactly what this meeting was about. He had noticed over the last few weeks that his boss's attitude towards him had changed and done to complete 180, although at first it had been extremely subtle. Before they had been boss and subordinate, even though they had also been friends. He knew that Hotch couldn't let himself get too close to the people who worked under him, even if they all thought of him as a kind of stern older brother. Though it wasn't really something that had been discussed, the whole team was aware that Aaron Hotchner cared for all of them and tried his best to protect them from the machinations of Erin Strauss, who was nothing, but a backstabbing, conniving, mean-spirited, woman, who was Hotch's boss.

Ever since the cookout in his backyard he had noticed that Hotch was always somewhere near him unless they were either in the office or out in the field. Spencer had done his best to ignore the man, but that was really impossible as Hotch's scent wafted over him at the most unexpected moments, making him lose his concentration and driving him crazy. The team had noticed his distraction and had asked him about it, but Reid had fobbed them off, at least so far. However, if it didn't stop soon, he was going to jump Hotch's bones right there in the office and damn the consequences, as he only had so much willpower.

Finally Reid knew that his time was up and he walked hurriedly across the parking lot and entered the restaurant to find Hotch waiting on him.

Hotch looked relieved when Reid entered the front door of the restaurant, but his expression quickly returned to normal, although the warmth in his eyes, told Reid that Hotch was glad to see him, more than glad, ecstatic.

"I've made a reservation," Hotch told him. "Our table should be ready in a few minutes."

Reid sat down beside Hotch and tried to conceal his nervousness as he looked around the restaurant that he was very familiar with.

"It's good that you made a reservation or we might not have been able to get a table at all as it's a pretty popular place," Reid commented not looking at Hotch at all.

"So you've been here before?" Hotch asked with a raised eyebrow for he hadn't known this.

"Oh, yes, me and my brothers discovered it right after we moved into the Washington area," Reid explained. "Since then we've all been here on multiple occasions for they serve some of the best steaks we've ever had and that's really saying something, as Aunt Shannon was one of the best cooks I've ever known and she taught me all her recipes when I was growing up. Don't get me wrong her steaks are delicious, but as much as I hate to admit it this place does them better and I'm not really sure how."

I'll have to remember that, Hotch told himself filing information away.

"Hotchner, table for two," called the maître d who was standing behind a small podium.

"That's us," Hotch said rising to his feet, Spencer joining him.

"Ah, Dr. Reid, why didn't you tell us you were here and we could have had your usual table right away," The maître d said, looking at Reid and it was clear he was surprised to see him.

"I'm here with a friend tonight, instead of my brothers," Reid told the maître d with a smile.

The maître d' looked over at Hotch and then nodded not commenting, as that would have been rude and it was really none of his business why Dr. Reid was here in restaurant that prided itself on its romantic atmosphere with another man. Of course, Hotchner had apparently chosen the place, and he might not have known what it was like if he had never been here before, so it was possible that it was just some type of business dinner. Besides, despite the dim lighting and romantic atmosphere they got all kinds here and not just couples, like when Dr. Reid came with his six brothers for example.

A waiter showed them to their table, which was in a secluded corner and then left them after taking their drink orders.

"They sure do know you well here," Hotch commented just a little jealous, which came through in his tone, although he knew he shouldn't be.

Reid smiled to himself when he heard the jealousy in his mate's tone and felt there was hope for them yet. "As I said me and my brothers come here often, sometimes together, but also separately, so the maitre d knows us all very well. I'm also a good tipper, which is another reason they remember me," Reid said with a nonchalant shrug.

The two men read the menu silently, although Reid had already memorized it a year ago, when he and his brothers had come here for the first time and so he used it to hide behind while he tried to gather his thoughts, which wasn't the easiest thing to accomplish considering that he was sitting so close to his mate and his scent was washing over him, driving him crazy.

Reid knew that if he and didn't have sex with Aaron very soon, he was going to jump off a cliff just so he wouldn't have to be so near the man that was driving him crazy without even knowing it.

"Well, I'm ready to order," Hotch said with a smirk as he could tell how tense Reid was and he knew that the younger man was nervous, extremely so, which was a rather unusual and pleased Hotch immensely.

"So am I," Reid said putting the menu down, knowing that he now had nothing to hide behind and he was going to have to face the man that he had quietly been in love with for just over year.

The waiter appeared as if he had been summoned, so both men ordered and once the man had disappeared to fulfill it Spencer knew that he had no more excuses.

"So are you going to tell me why you wanted to take me out to dinner?" Reid asked with a raised eyebrow trying to appear calm and collected, although he knew that Hotch was observant enough to see the tenseness in his muscles, but then he was nervous himself, although he was better at hiding it.

"I think you know why I asked you to have dinner with me," Hotch prevaricated, avoiding the question, which was very unlike him as he was usually a straightforward kind of guy.

"What I think and what I know for sure are two totally different things and you should know that Hotch," Spencer told the man sitting across from him.

Hotch sighed almost silently and knew then that Reid wasn't going to give him a break and that he was just going to have to come out and say why he had suddenly out of the blue invited Reid to dinner. Normally he was very confident in himself and his abilities, but in this case he was incredibly nervous as he knew his future happiness relied on Reid's next words.

"Alright then," Hotch said taking a gulp of his wine to give himself a little courage. "I'm in love with you. I didn't figure this out until right before the cookout a few weeks ago. I realized it all at once, quite suddenly and knew that I had been in love with you ever since we'd first met just over a year ago."

There he'd said it and it was out in the open, so now Hotch waited anxiously for Reid's reaction and when he finally got one it was totally unexpected.

Reid reached over and took his hand under the table giving it a gentle squeeze, the tenseness left his muscles as he relaxed, and his expression very slowly warmed, until he was smiling brilliantly, the brightest smile that Hotch had ever see on his usually serious face.

"I've been in love with you, ever since we first met, but I wasn't about to say anything when we didn't know each other at all," Reid said. "I have a few things that I need to tell you, but not here."

"What is it?" asked Hotch, how totally relaxed now that he knew Reid returned his love.

"I'll tell you when we have some privacy, it's a family secret that I don't want to discuss in public," Reid explained softly. Not that anybody would believe it, but you never knew. Besides, he was sure that Aaron would require a practical demonstration before he'd believe it and so he needed privacy in order to give him one.

Hotch saw that Reid was serious and so nodded, but at the same time he tried to figure out what possible secret his hopefully, soon to be lover could be hiding. He had thought he had known almost everything that there was to know about the younger man, but now he realized that was foolish and extremely egotistical as he had only known the younger man for a year and it was impossible to learn everything about a person in that amount of time unless they, themselves revealed it. Really, it took a lifetime to learn every little secret a person possessed and sometimes even that wasn't enough, so he had been rather foolish to think that he knew every little thing about Spencer Reid, although he did know a great deal.

He doubted that even Garcia knew every little detail of Reid's life before he had joined the BAU. Oh, he was sure she knew the stuff that you could find by hacking into someone's files, but probably next to nothing about his private life, except for what Reid himself had revealed. Since the man was extremely close mouthed about certain aspects of his life, the team really didn't know much at all about what he did outside of work. Reid certainly spent a great deal of his free time with his brothers, since the six of them would soon be off to college, but outside of that...well, there was no point in speculating, and he would just have to wait patiently for Reid tell him his secret, although he was sure it wasn't anything bad.

Hotch and Reid finished dinner savoring every bite and Hotch discovered that Reid had been absolutely right and the steaks were indeed scrumptious, probably one of the best that he'd ever had and he had eaten a lot of steaks over the years.

Once they had cleaned their plates the waiter reappear as if by magic and handed Hotch a bill had already been informed that the older man would be paying.

Hotch gave the waiter his credit card and the man disappeared with it, returning in less than five minutes with the card and the ticket.

"Let's get out of here, shall we?" Hotch suggested and Reid nodded.

"We do have to work in the morning," Reid said for the waiter's benefit, "So we need to go home and get some sleep."

"Yes, it has been a rather long day," Hotch agreed playing along, understanding what Reid was trying to accomplish. "I'll see you in the morning."

"So you will," Reid reapplied with a smile. "I need to get home to my brothers, although I know they are perfectly capable of taking care of themselves, I still like to spend as much time as I can with them, even if that's not as much as I would like, since they'll be off to college next year."

"We all do what we have to do, I'm sure your brothers understand your commitment to your job," Hotch replied.

"That doesn't make it any easier," Reid said, as he and Hotch headed out to their separate cars.

Once the two of them were out in the parking lot Reid turned and asked him. "So where would you like to head? Your place or mine?"

"My place is closer and also has the advantage of nobody else around," Hotch said and Reid nodded.

"All right then, give me the address and I'll meet you there."

Hotch did so and Reid nodded knowing exactly where it was, since he had memorized every city map that he could get his hands on of the Washington, Virginia and Quantico area

"I'll meet you there in 15 minutes, we have a lot to discuss," Reid told his mate quietly.

"15 minutes," Hotch repeated seeing the younger man nod in confirmation.

The two men went to their separate cars and Reid called his brothers telling them that he might not be home until morning before he started the engine and headed to Hotch's place.

~~~Spencer and Aaron~~~