Reunited Chapter 7

By Kalnaman

A/N: Thank you to those who've given me reviews, you are the best. And I'm so happy you like this story. A special thanks to Cat87 for beta.

When they arrived at the infirmary, Spencer was still asleep. He was sleeping restlessly. JJ and Garcia sat on each side of Spencer's bed, each holding one of his hands trying to calm him. Rossi hurried to his son's side. JJ stood up to let Rossi take her seat. "He started to get restless a few minutes ago."

"The sedatives are wearing off. He was given a mild one," Dr. Norman said.

Rossi looked over at him and said firmly, "You'd better not give him more sedatives."

"Don't worry, I won't. What he needs now is you and answers. "

Rossi nodded and then turned his attention back to his son. He studied him closely and now he could see some resemblance between the toddler Matthew and now adult Matthew… Spencer. He couldn't understand why he hadn't seen them before now. Spencer started to stir. Rossi took a seat on Spencer's bed to be closer to his son. It took a few seconds for Spencer to focus and find out where he was. He looked up at Rossi and tears started to fall down his face.

Rossi brushed the tears away from his son's cheeks with his thumb. "Hey there, son. Everything is going to be okay. One thing you should know is I've been looking for you since the day you disappeared. I never gave up on you; I just knew you were still alive."

Spencer shook his head, "N-no, no. I-I c-can't be M-Matthew. I-I just can't. I-I'm sorry."

"I don't expect you to act as though nothing has happened and be Matthew Rossi now that I have you back. You can keep the name Spencer if you want. You'll always be my son no matter what name you choose to keep. I'll always be here for you. Ti amo il mio figlio. I love you, my son."

Spencer looked with some recognition on his face at Rossi. "I-I've heard that before. When have I?"

"I told you that every night I was able to tuck you in."

"As long as I can remember, on every birthday I hear the voice of a man telling his son not to run off and stay close to his daddy. I thought I was going crazy like my mother."

Rossi brushed his cheek. "You're not crazy. It's a memory. I told you that few seconds before you disappeared. You had a knack for wandering off. You weren't scared of much, especially not of strangers. You could entertain anyone no matter what age."

Spencer looked surprised at that. "Are you sure you're talking about me? I never remember being able to do that. Only remember being socially awkward."

"You were only three when you got kidnapped. Your mind could easily be molded."

"I-I can't become him again."

"As I said, I don't expect you to. I'd love you whether you're socially awkward or not. You are stuck with me, buddy."

Once again Spencer looked with some recognition at Rossi. "Buddy? You've called me that before haven't you? But when? I can't remember."

"I've called you that as often as I could when you were a little toddler." Rossi smiled brightly but his face turned sad when he thought about all the precious years he'd lost with his son.

Spencer tried to get out of bed, but Rossi stopped him. "Not so fast young man. You've recovering from a mental shock. You better stay in bed till the doctor tells you it's okay for you to get up."

"But I'm fine," Spencer whined.

"No you are not. Stay. Or else," Rossi said firmly.

Spencer pouted. "Your father is right, Spencer. You need to rest. After you've rested for a bit and your father has found a hotel room for you two, then you can get up," Dr. Norman said.

"But I need to see mot… I need to see my mother." Spencer noticed the disapproving look on Rossi's face when Spencer still called Diana his mother. "I only remember Diana as my mother. I can't see her any different, even when I know what I know now."

"She kidnapped you Spencer, or at least was an accomplice."

Spencer shook his head frantically. "No, she's not. She told me that William came with me in his arms telling her that I was his nephew and that my parents had just died in a fire. She didn't know and I believe her," Spencer said, defending Diana.

"There'll be a thorough investigation and we'll see if she told you the truth or if it was just a denial of her part in it."

"She was lucid when she told me that. She told me the truth - she did, she did!" Spencer said, starting to get very upset.

"Spencer, please calm down," Rossi said, holding Spencer's hand.

Dr. Norman hurried to get to Spencer's side. "Spencer you need to calm down." He then put a blood pressure cuffs on Spencer's right arm.

Rossi talked soothingly to Spencer. "It's okay Spencer. If you believe her, then so do I. But you know well as I do that there has to be a thorough investigation."

Spencer nodded.

"Spencer, I want you to get something to eat. You can't live on just the glucose drip that I have given you today," Dr. Norman said.

"I'm not hungry."

"I'll make sure he eats, Doctor," Rossi said.

"But…"

"No buts," Rossi told Spencer firmly in a voice that left no room to argue. And once again Spencer pouted. Dr. Norman chuckled at the sight. "I'll go get you something to eat."

"Coffee too… please."

"Sorry. No coffee for you today. Doctor's orders."

"But…"

"Spencer," Rossi said warningly.

Spencer looked to Garcia for help. "Sorry, G-man. I can't go against Daddy-man."

Spencer then looked hopefully at Hotch. Sadly, Hotch shook his head. "Sorry, Spencer. I agree with your dad and the doctor."

Now JJ was his last hope. She looked apologetically at him, "Sorry, Spence."

Spencer let out a frustrated sigh. "After I've gotten something to eat, can I then at least see my mother?"

Rossi let out a sigh. A part of him didn't want his son to see that woman again, but if Spencer was right and she hadn't had anything to do with the kidnapping, she was as much of a victim as they were. He looked at Dr. Norman, who nodded. "Yes, if you are a good boy and eat up and Diana is stable enough to see you, then yes."

Spencer smiled at the fact that he could see her, but he looked annoyed at Dr. Norman when he made the comment about being a good boy. Why was everyone treating him like he was still a kid?

"Spencer… About motherhood. Your biological mother is still alive…"

Spencer gulped. He hadn't thought about her. He couldn't even remember her. "Ummm… she is?"

Rossi nodded. "Yes. She'll want to know that I found you, that you are still alive. I should contact her and let her know."

Spencer shook his head. "No please. Not now… not yet. I'm not ready to see her."

Rossi nodded sadly. "Okay. But she'll throw a fit when she finds out that I haven't told her right away."

"D-do you have a p-picture of her?"

Rossi nodded and grabbed his wallet and showed Spencer a picture of a woman with a young toddler in her arms. She was smiling fondly down at the baby. "That's your mother with you in her arms."

A tear rolled down Spencer's left cheek. "She's pretty."

"Yeah, she is. She was the love of my life."

The others left the room to let father and son have some privacy.

"W-why did you get divorced then?"

"Because she blamed me for losing you. For not keeping a better eye on you."

"I-I'm sorry. I-it was my fault, not yours. I didn't do as you asked me to."

Rossi grabbed Spencer's face and looked firmly into his son's eyes. "None of that. It was not your fault. You were just a little boy. You can't be held responsible for it. William Reid can. He was an adult and he knew what he was doing."

Spencer started to cry. Rossi embraced him in a comforting hug. "Shh, shh. It's okay son. Everything is going to be okay from now on."

TBC