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An hour later Reid sat at the dining room table with the Greenaways. Izzy to his right and Elle's mom to his left. Robert sat exactly opposite of him, staring him down. Reid poked nervously at the food on his plate.

"Daddy…" Izzy started to say but Robert cut her off.

"You've only known him for a little over an hour and you're already calling him 'Daddy'?" Robert asked disgusted.

"But he is my daddy." Izzy said tears welling up in her eyes.

"Robert the child has been through enough, leave her alone. He is her father and she has every right to call him that." Mrs. Greenaway scolded her son. Tears slid out of Izzy's eyes, she was so confused.

"It's okay." Reid said reaching out and resting one of his abnormally large hands on her shoulder.

"Get your hands off of her." Robert growled standing up. Izzy yelped out of fear.

"Robert sit down." Mrs. Greenaway said sternly.

"He didn't want to be in her life before, why should he be in her life now!" Robert yelled.

"I didn't know about her okay! If I had I would have been here!" Reid yelled. Robert looked at him with pure shock on his face. He slowly sat down back into his chair.

"Spencer why don't you go and spend some time with Izzy, I will tell Robert what Elle told me." Mrs. Greenaway said kindly.

"Yes ma'am." Reid said standing up. "Do you want to Izzy?" He asked. Izzy nodded tearfully and climbed out of her chair. She followed her father out of the room.

"Do you want to see my room?" She asked.

"Sure." Reid said smiling. He followed his daughter down the hall to the first door on the right. She opened the door and walked in. Reid looked around the room. The walls were white. She had a bookshelf on the left wall that was filled with books. Her bed was on the right wall, it had a white blanket on it with butterflies all over the blanket. There were fluffs all over the bed

"Do you want to sit on my bed?" She asked patting the bed next to her.

"Are you okay?" He asked sitting down next to his daughter on the bed.

"Yeah…" She sighed.

"What is it?" He asked.

"I saw the man hurt mommy." She whispered.

"Oh god." Reid whispered. "I-I'm sorry you had to see that." He said. She climbed into his lap and buried her head into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her as she started to cry.

"Why did he hurt her?" She asked looking up at him.

"I don't know." He said, though he had some idea. She buried her face in his chest once again. A little while later her body loosened up, she had fallen asleep. At the same moment Reid realized she had fallen asleep Mrs. Greenaway walked into the room.

"She fell to sleep?" She whispered.

"Yeah." Reid whispered gently setting her down on the bed. Mrs. Greenaway walked over to the bed and placed her granddaughter under her covers. "She's had a rough day, I don't blame her for falling to sleep on me." Reid said smiling.

"Yeah." Mrs. Greenaway said. "I'll show you where you can sleep." She said leading him out of the room closing the door behind them.

"Did you know she saw the attack?" Reid asked.

"I guessed she probably did." Mrs. Greenaway said.

"That doesn't bother you?" He asked.

"It does." She said. "You can sleep either on the couch or in Elle's room. Your choice." She said.

"Is Robert still mad at me?" He asked.

"A little, he is protective of his little sister and his niece." Mrs. Greenaway said smiling a little. "Don't worry, he won't kill you. He knows that Izzy needs a father."

"How so?" Reid asked turning to face her when they stopped outside of a door.

"When Elle was eight and Robert was thirteen their father went to work, he never came home." Mrs. Greenaway said, tears gathering in her eyes.

"What was his job?" Reid asked.

"He was a member of the NYPD." Mrs. Greenaway said.

"Oh." Reid said sadly.

"What about your family?" She asked changing the subject. Though Reid didn't know it Robert was listening in on the conversation.

"My mom is a paranoid schizophrenic, she was fine until I was about six. When I was ten my father left my mother and I. I was about to graduate high school in a couple years and I was left to take care of her and myself." Reid said sadly.

"You're a genius?" Mrs. Greenaway asked.

"Yes." He said.

"That explains why Izzy is so smart." Mrs. Greenaway said smiling.

"Well Elle is smart as well." Reid corrected.

"I know." Mrs. Greenaway said smiling. Reid couldn't help but laugh. "Sleep soundly my dear boy, tomorrow is going to be a very long day." She said placing her hands on his face and kissing his cheek.

"Good night Mrs. Greenaway." He said opening the door that they stood next to. He watched to make sure she made it into her room all right before going into Elle's bedroom. He looked around the room, to his right was a bed with a mahogany headboard and white blankets. The walls were white just like Izzy's. On the left wall was a dresser and a vanity, they were both mahogany as well. There was a mirror on the wall next to him. He walked slowly over to the bed and pulled back the covers, he slowly eased himself into the bed. He rested his head on the pillow and sighed. Her smell surrounded him, he was mad at her, but he also still loved her, he had never been so confused in his life. Soon he drifted into a sweet slumber.

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Three hours later Reid awoke with a start, someone was in the room. He reached for his gun while turning on a light, he instantly dropped his gun when he saw who it was. Izzy stood near the bed with tears in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" He asked kneeling down in front of her. He seemed to be a natural at taking care of his daughter, maybe it was a 'father's instinct' type of thing, or just because he had taken care of his mother for so many years.

"I'm scared." She whispered.

"Why?" He asked. At that moment lightning tore through the dark sky and thunder immediately followed.

"The storm." She said pointing out the window. "I want Mommy." She whispered.

"It's okay, the storm can't hurt you." Reid assured her.

"Can I sleep in here?" She asked intertwining her fingers nervously.

"Sure." Reid said stepping aside so she could climb into the bed. Once she was settled in the bed he climbed in after her.

"When will mommy come home?" Izzy asked turning to look at her father.

"A few more days I believe." Reid said. Izzy nodded, her eyelids drooped. "Get some sleep so you can see her tomorrow." He said.

"Okay." Izzy yawned Reid smiled. Soon they were both asleep.

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Well that is it for this chapter, I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Now I am off to update other stories that I have neglected for this story. BYE!

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