It was a quite day in the office and Aaron was doing paperwork alone in his office. It was peaceful, but he felt as if something was missing. This feeling vanished the second Spencer peeked his charming little head in Aarons office.

"Are you busy Hotch?" He asked, but it was a pointless because Aaron was never to busy for Spencer.

"Never, come on in Reid." The formalities were a necessity in the work place. There was absolutely no fraternizing in the BAU; he thanked Rossi for that. Rossi was the king of fraternizing and all the rules about such things were adopted because of him.

Spencer stepped inside the office and quietly shut the door behind him. He took a seat in front of Aaron and made himself comfortable. "What are you working on?"

"The usual. Paper work, paper work… and more paper work."

Spencer grinned, "Oh the great Aaron Hotchner has some humor, I would have never guessed it. I'm shocked."

"Yeah, most people are." Aaron commented as his fingers continued to drone away on the computer, and the constant repetition of typing made Spencer yawn.

They fell into a comfortable silence, and when Aaron finally decided to call it quits and look up from his work, he noticed, that Spencer was fast asleep resting awkwardly in the chair across from him.

Aaron took this opportune moment to really study Spencer Reid.

He was curled up with his face pressed firmly against the back of the chair. He was in a weird fetal position and it looked positively uncomfortable. His long legs were tucked close to his body and Aaron was genuinely supersized that all of Spencer fit onto one chair.

It was cute. Adorable in fact.

Aaron logged off of the BAU's computer and gathered his stuff and by this time the BAU was completely empty, it was well past 9 o'clock.

It was then that Aaron went to wake Spencer up, but some thing caught his attention instead. Spencer's thumb on his right hand was painted with what looked like a sparkly nail polish. It was a strange sight to see.

"Wake up Spencer." Aaron gently prodded the younger man and caught him as he gracefully tried to roll face first onto the floor.

"I'm up." Spencer yawned and rubbed his eyes. "What time is it?"

"It's past nine."

Spencer stretched and detangled himself from Aaron's arms. "That late huh? Are we ready to go?"

Aaron nodded slowly, and locked his office door after Spencer followed him out. "Spencer, what's on your thumb?"

Spencer's brows furrowed and he glanced down at his hands. "Oh, Garcia did this earlier today." Spencer smiled sheepishly, "You see, I finished all of my paper work earlier and I fell asleep in her office."

"Are you feeling okay?" Aaron asked running his hand over Spencer's forehead. He wasn't running a temperature.

"I'm just tired. Our last case really hit me hard Aaron." Spencer explained wearily leaning into Aaron's hand.

Their last case worked a number on the whole team, so Aaron couldn't blame Spencer for being exhausted. Cases with kids normally hit the team much harder then adult cases. Hell, even Aaron had to call Jack three times during the case just to make sure he was safe.

Aaron removed his hand from Spencer's forehead and offered a comforting smile. This job prevented him from smiling most days, but when he did they were either directed at Spencer or Jack.

Aaron took a hold of Spencer's hand and they walked hand in hand out of the BAU. They couldn't do this most days either, but Aaron wished that they could.

"Stop thinking so much Aaron that is my job."

"Yes, but worrying about the future is clearly my job."

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Chapter Notes- I'm not sure where this one came from, but I hope you enjoyed. Can't you just see Garcia painting Spencer's nails when he is asleep?