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Chapter 4:

A couple more weeks have passed and Reid, dressed in a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, a charcoal vest and navy tie, tweed pants and oxfords, did not know what to expect when he announced he was planning to come back to work today.

Hearing knocking on the door, he rushed to opened it and it was Élise, clad in a pink sweater, jeans, jacket and comfortable shoes. Knowing she was everything he needed for Anastasia, he had her sign a contract, contacts and anything else to know that he can trust her.

"Morning, Dr. Reid."

"Morning, Élise." Reid said as he rushed by her. "Here's Anastasia. I leave her in your care."

"I will treat her as if she was my own child." Élise said. "Morning, Anastasia. How are you? Did you still well last night?"

"You know have everything you need?"

"Contacts are on the fridge and I have your number on speed-dial; I even made copies."

"Good." Facing Anastasia; her eyes focusing on him. "Okay, Anastasia. I'm leaving you with Élise. Be good for her and I'll be back as soon as I can, alright?" He taps her nose, causing her to giggle. Élise chuckled.

"Good day to you both."

"You too, Doctor." She takes Anastasia's tiny hands and waves them for her. "Say bye-bye."

Reid turned around for a quick second when he saw Anastasia starting to cry. "Oh, Anastasia. It'll be okay. He'll be back." Reid waves at her beforehe headed off to work.

He became to have this huge knots in his stomachs and it wasn't from the coffee he just before he left. He couldn't understand why, but…maybe it was best if he just put those thoughts aside and focus on returning to work.

When he stepped out of the elevator and into the bullpen,

"Surprise!"

Smiling, he hasn't seen this much of a surprise party since his own belated 30th birthday party his team members gave him after they finished a case a few years ago.

"Welcome back, Spencer!" Garcia runs up to Reid and gives him a tight hug. "Welcome-welcome-welcome back! We missed you! I missed you."

"I missed you more." JJ joined in.

"I missed you just as much." Prentiss joins.

"Welcome back, doc." Simmons said, putting his hand on his shoulder. "How's Anastasia?"

"Such a good baby." Digging through his pants pocket to get his cell phone. "I have new pictures of her. Look." Gathering around Reid,

"Aww!" The BAU women gushed.

"She gets more adorable and cuter by the second. She's such a dolly angel."

"Look at her little witty-bitty peanut nose," Garcia oozed with admiration "Oh! Where did she get those gorgeous hazel eyes?"

"Maybe she got them from Reid?" Rossi winked at him.

"No, she, uh…she maybe got them from her mother," He thought about Anastasia's mother, Geneviève, for a moment. The last words she said to him were ringing in his mind. "And besides, I'm just fostering her; I'm not her biological father."

"Her mother and four brothers would be so proud that you're looking after her."

"Yeah, thanks."

"I mean it, doc." Rossi assured him. "That girl is incredibly lucky to have you."

"And how's the nanny?"

"Élise is great. She's smart, caring, not to mentions a reader and I can definitely see she cares for Anastasia."

"Oh." Rossi seems intrigued. "Interesting."

"What?"

"Oh, nothing." He said, walking away to see Reid get his presents.

Reid watched in silence Rossi walking away from him; as a matter of fact, it was best if he didn't know what was going on in his head.

Either way, he received many gifts from his family: Garcia bought educational toys for Anastasia, JJ brought him framed pictures drawn by his godsons, Henry and Michael, Rossi got him a scrapbook, Prentiss got him gift cards for coffee and to his favorite Indian restaurant, Tara got him some of the most classic children's books and Luke got Anastasia a custom-made army military jacket and cap. Reid was grateful to have his teammates come together and give him all these gifts for him and Anastasia.

His first day back to work wasn't that bad, other than the paperwork he had the chance to catch up on. He did, however, checked up on Élise and Anastasia three times, to make sure she was in good hands. Everyone is telling him that Anastasia's fine with Élise, but after what happened to him that led to the drama and his mother getting caught in the middle, he didn't want to take any chances; anything can happen.

Even with Ginger-Ale, those knots in his stomach would just not go away, at least not until he checked on Anastasia. Walking into his apartment,

"Anastasia?"

All he could see was Élise walking out of his kitchen, wiping her hands.

"Dr. Reid?"

"Élise? Where's Anastasia?"

"She's napping. I was just…"

Reid rushes to see Anastasia, only to see her really napping in her bassinet. His worrying melted away as he put his hand to his heart, knowing she was safe and sound.

"I apologize, I…I just wanted to make sure she was napping."

"Understandable. Perfectly understandable."

"How was she?"

"She was good. I gave her a bath, fed her, played with her, she cried a couple of times, but overall, she was a sweet baby."

"Oh. Well…that's good…"

TING!

"Oh, I better close the window now." Élise walked back into the kitchen; Reid followed her, and he smelled something familiar. Walking into the kitchen, he finds that it was not only clean, but finds that she had set up dinner, presumably for him: tandoori chicken. He watches her close and lock the window.

"You cooked dinner?"

"Yes. I thought you would be working late, so I decided to cook up some dinner, but since you're already back…"

"How did you…?"

"I brought them with me. Also, I cleaned the living room and the bathrooms while Anastasia was napping."

"Wow. Uh…thank you."

"You're welcome." Élise said, packing up her belonging and grabbing her part of the dinner in a container. "Well, I better get going."

"I'll let you get going. But before you do," He scribbles her a check. "Thank you for...everything."

"Of course, doctor. Good night." He watched Élise and rushed to Anastasia's room when he heard her waking up. He enjoyed watching her wake up from her naps and sleep. He could not understand why, but there was just something about her that just…

"Hey there, little lady," He greets her, brushing his fingers through her hair and taps her nose. Some coos and gurgles escaped her. "I'm home. Did you miss me while I was gone? I couldn't stop thinking about you. Did you like Élise? Do you like Élise?" She let out more coos, and he was sure there was a hint of a smile. "I do, too. Because I now know you're in good hands."