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"Oh!" Garcia grumbled again as her computer did not cooperate. "Seriously! How much trouble can it Possibly. Be?" each word punctuated by another slap to the side of the computer.

"The customer you are trying to reach is unavailable. Please try again later," Morgan growled as he mimicked the voice message, then turned to Hotch and JJ and said "His cell is still off."

"Is the service down in DC?" JJ asked.

Hotch nodded. "Appears to be, I can't get a hold of Jessica either."

"How about you, JJ? Will and the boys okay?"

"Yes. And as much as I want to be home with them, Will was very understanding about me staying here, wanting to find Spence. They built a fort in the living room and are camping out, having a boys night."

At that moment, Rossi stepped into the room, bearing several pizza boxes.

"Just preparing for our second night here," he set the pizza down on the conference room table, along with an array of napkins and paper plates.

"Worrying about our missing genius doesn't mean we don't eat."

The others gathered around but were interrupted by the arrival of Agent Anderson at the door.

"Excuse me, Agent Hotchner? You have a call on the landline. Line 2."

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"I'll tell you what I am impressed with. And that's how much you apparently want me," he whispered as they cuddled together under their mountain of quilts.

"Oh you better believe it, Desert Boy,"

"Did I mention I love the snow?"

Later, they made peanut butter sandwiches and found some fruit and yogurt in Dory's fridge for a late lunch. She took a bottle of red wine from a cupboard and opened it, pouring them each a glass. As they ate, they heard the snow plow finally go by. It appeared the city was returning to somewhat operational. The power was still out and the landline still did not work at Dory's apartment, but when they looked out the window, they could see lights on in the distance by the Smithsonian.

They finished their game of Settlers and the bottle of red wine. Reid scratched his chin and ran his hand through his hair.

"What's wrong, Spence?

"This has been a wonderful weekend, Dory. I've never had a better one."

"But?"

"I've gotta go back to work tomorrow. Unshaven. Unshowered. And in the same clothes I've been wearing all weekend."

"You haven't been wearing clothes all weekend," she pointed out, only half-kidding. He made a face at her. "You could take a cold shower," she offered.

He surprised her by nodding in agreement. "I could probably use that!"

"Can you shave with cold water?"

He headed off into the bathroom and she could hear him grumbling while he attended to those chores. She set about cleaning up the kitchen and then moved back to their quilt bed to wait for him.

When he returned, she shuffled over to make room for him to join her under their blankets and settled into the cradle of his arm.

"I forgot to mention earlier. When I got the coffees? The plow guys were saying one of their machines hit a trunk line a couple blocks over, that's why the landlines are down. Pepco is still working on restoring electricity in many parts of the area."

Spencer nodded his understanding. "We can occupy ourselves with other things until the power is restored."

She raised an eyebrow. "Again?"

He looked askance at her for an instant before her meaning sank in and then said, in an almost frightened tone of voice, "Oh god no, not right now. I couldn't. I'm sorry?"