A/N: Okay, honestly, I really didn't want to continue this story, but my boys Spencer and Derek kept calling me and of course your nice and encouraging words helped too, so I tried writing a new chapter.

I'm not sure if it's any good, but I guess I'm going to let you decide about that… again I'm not sure if there will be more chapters after this one, because right now it's a fight to write here, but I love this story so much that I can't give it up totally.

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Disclaimer: None of the CM characters belong to me… I just borrowed them for this little story… my OC'S do belong to me though… this story doesn't mean to offend anybody… this is just for fun… and not for money either...

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Chapter 21

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William Reid was still standing at his son's desk and was now picking up one of the pictures standing there and Hotch knew immediately which one it was.

It was one of Reid with Henry, his godson on his arm, a bright smile on his face and a happy one on the baby's face.

A fond smile appeared on Hotch's own face when he remembered the day it had been taken. It had been during JJ's birthday party.

Spencer had been so reluctant to hold Henry for fear to do something wrong and only waiting for the Reid-effect to kick in.

But instead of starting to cry Henry had just snuggled closer to Reid and had started making happy noises… and that was when Reid had started smiling too, looking at the team with a proud expression on his face and Garcia had quickly snapped a photo of that moment.

That picture was now sitting on Reid's desk, helping him to relax after a hard case, especially when it involved children.

Hotch felt a stab of pain when he thought about the possibility that Spencer might never have the chance to see that picture again.

That thought also brought him back to the present and to Gideon, who was still standing in front of him, looking concerned and confused, because he of course had noticed that Aaron had started to space out.

The Unit Chief quickly straightened his shoulders and questioned: "What's Reid's father doing here?"

Hotch of course knew that Spencer and his father didn't have the easiest relationship and he didn't even know if they had kept in touch after finally seeing each other again.

Gideon followed Hotch's gaze and he shrugged.

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"I told him about Spencer's accident and he wanted to come and see his son." The older profiler explained as if it was the most normal occurrence that he was in touch with Reid's estranged father.

"Why? And how the hell did you know where to find William Reid? Even Reid didn't know where his father was." Hotch couldn't help the light accusation in his voice.

Gideon gave a small sigh and put a hand over his eyes for a second, a sure sign that he felt guilty about something.

And even though Hotch had an inkling what that could be, he wasn't really expecting Jason's next words.

"Hotch, you know that I handpicked Reid to join the FBI, so do you honestly think that I had no idea about his family? I talked to his father even before Spencer enrolled in the FBI."

This admission threw Hotch and a strange feeling of betrayal washed through him.

"You what?" was all he could manage to say and his eyes once again strayed to Reid's father who was now watching the conversation between Hotch and Gideon with curiosity, but he obviously didn't dare to come closer.

"Aaron, I know I should have told you, but William asked me not to say anything to his son, so I decided to keep it to myself, because the fewer people knew the smaller was the chance that someone accidently told Reid."

Gideon knew that his explanation wasn't a good apology.

"So you really have been in contact with William Reid over the years?" Hotch questioned, still not really believing what his former teammate told him.

He also wondered how Garcia had missed that when she had done the background check on William Reid when Spencer had suspected him of murder.

Jason only nodded, once again covering his eyes with his hand before running said hand through his short hair.

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"Well, yeah..." he started, but didn't get further, when JJ suddenly appeared beside the two. Her eyes widened when she saw Gideon standing beside Hotch, but she acted professional and only smiled warmly at the older man, before addressing Hotch: "Are you coming? Emily, Garcia and Rossi are waiting so that we can start the briefing."

Hotch nodded and for the first time in the last few minutes he glanced at the file in his hands again.

"If you're here, then maybe you could help us with the case since we're two men short."

Hotch looked at Gideon with expectation and he quickly saw the eagerness in Jason's eyes. The older profiler had obviously missed working on cases.

And he indeed nodded without hesitation.

"Of course I'll help. Let me quickly tell William that he is welcome to wait at Reid's desk." Gideon didn't even question Hotch's words that the team was two people short.

He knew that Morgan wouldn't let Spencer out of his sight in this situation.

When Hotch nodded, Gideon turned and walked over to Reid's father and started a hushed conversation.

JJ watched him go and then turned to her boss.

"What? " was all she questioned, because she knew that Hotch would know what exactly interested her.

The older man only shrugged.

"I don't really know. I think that it's a long story, and one that Reid won't be happy to hear…"

JJ nodded.

"I'll go and tell the others that Gideon is going to assist us on this case." With that she turned on her heels, her blond hair flowing behind her.

Hotch watched her go with a slight smile on his face and he briefly wondered how Rossi and Gideon would work together.

This thought was interrupted when Gideon once again came to stand beside him.

"So what's the case about?" Jason questioned, looking at the case file in Hotch's hands.

"Three young men murdered in Colorado." Hotch couldn't really tell him more, because he hadn't read much further than those first pieces of information.

"I see. We're still having the briefing in the same room?" Gideon was almost too eager to get to work and Hotch had barely time to nod before the older man strolled down the hall towards their briefing room.

Hotch watched him go with an amused smile on his face, before turning his face towards William Reid again, who was sitting at Reid's desk now, still examining whatever Spencer kept on his desk.

/No matter how Rossi and Gideon work together, I guess it's going to be interesting around here for a while…/ He mused, before he followed Gideon and started the briefing.

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Morgan exited the clinic and sighed deeply, enjoying the fresh air for a second, before daring to look at Spencer.

The younger man again clung to his arm and hadn't said a word ever since Dr. Meyers had finished the first tests and had given a first prognosis.

"Baby Boy?" Derek questioned, gently turning Spencer in his arms and giving him a kiss on the forehead, not caring who might see them.

His lover needed his support right now and Morgan would give it to him.

Reid still didn't say a word, he only buried his head against Morgan's chest, wrapping his arms around the other before he started sobbing softly.

Morgan gently rubbed Spencer's back to get him to calm down, knowing that every word he said would make things worse.

Right now all Reid needed from him was his support and Derek would give him that without hesitation.

They stood like this for what seemed like an eternity but finally Spencer's sobs started to die down and he calmed a little, his grip on Morgan loosening slightly.

"You wanna go home?" Morgan questioned softly and Reid only nodded.

He was obviously not ready to talk about what Dr. Meyers had said and Morgan knew that the younger man needed time to deal with it alone at first.

"Then home we go…"

Morgan led Reid to the car and helped him in, even buckling the belt for his lover.

Reid didn't even protest that and that worried Morgan even more, but he didn't comment on it for now.

Instead he gently kissed the younger man.

"We'll get through this, baby boy." He whispered, relieved when Reid gave a slight nod.

Morgan squeezed his shoulder and then got behind the wheel to drive the two to Reid's apartment.

Once there he helped Reid up to his bed, knowing that his lover needed rest.

Derek made sure that Reid was comfortable and fast asleep, before he finally pulled out his cell phone and called Hotch.

It took him a while to reach his boss, but finally Hotch picked up.

"Hotchner?"

"Hotch? It's me, Morgan. Where are you?"

"We've got a new case and are on our way to the airport. We're flying to Colorado." Hotch answered and Morgan could immediately hear that there was something he wasn't telling him.

But right now he didn't want to ask.

He didn't even get the chance to ask anything, because Hotch questioned: "So how did the doctor's appointment go?"

Morgan stiffened and sighed deeply, running a wary hand over his face.

"Hotch, I fear I have bad news…"

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to be continued…