Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds.
A/N: Shout out to Kyla for being the 100th reviewer of this story, and also a shout out to Cara, Tegan, Aleona, Natasha, and Charis for reviewing chapter 20.
This chapter starts September 27th and there will be a time jump since I'm going to include Spencer's birthday in this chapter.
Spencer was cooking breakfast when he heard a happy squeal causing Spencer to turn around to see Maeve entering the kitchen with Jocelyn in her arms.
"Is that my Josie Posie saying good morning to me?" asked Spencer.
"When I told her that daddy's in the kitchen making breakfast, she couldn't stop kicking her legs as I got her dressed." said Maeve as she gave her husband a kiss.
"Breakfast is almost done." said Spencer before looking down at his daughter, "Eventually you will get to eat what mommy and I are going to be eating." said Spencer.
Five minutes later Spencer and Maeve were enjoying scrambled eggs, bacon, and pancakes while Jocelyn was in her baby seat.
"So what should we do during our Sunday off?" asked Spencer.
"I was thinking that we can get out of the house for a bit." said Maeve.
"Good idea since fresh air is good for Josie, but we shouldn't go to crowded places." said Spencer.
Later on that afternoon Spencer and Maeve entered their house with a sleeping Jocelyn in her car seat, and a few minutes later Maeve looked at her husband.
"We might as well take a nap before my parents come here for dinner." said Maeve.
Spencer nodded in agreement, and a few minutes later Spencer and Maeve were asleep in their bed with a sleeping Jocelyn laying on top of her father.
Later on that evening Spencer allowed his in laws into the house.
"Hi mom. Hi dad." said Spencer as he accepted hugs from his in laws.
"Where's our granddaughter?" asked Joe.
"Maeve's currently feeding Josie right now." said Spencer.
"I just can't believe that Jocelyn's seven weeks old." sighed Mary.
"I know." said Spencer.
A few minutes later Mary and Joe were cooing over their granddaughter before Maeve and Mary banished Spencer and Joe into the living room with Jocelyn.
"At least we get to spend time with Josie." said Joe as he looked at his seven week old granddaughter who was having her first five minute session of tummy time.
"I know." said Spencer as he laid himself on his tummy so he could be eye to eye with his daughter.
"So how are things at the BAU?" asked Joe.
"I've been definitely busy since I returned to work." said Spencer.
"I've noticed, and how is the lack of sleep affecting you at work?" asked Joe.
"Luckily working for the BAU has prepared me to be woken up at off hours." chuckled Spencer before becoming serious, "On paperwork days, Hotch will let me take brief naps in the conference room." said Spencer.
"What about sleeping during cases?" asked Joe.
"Hotch would send me to the hotel a bit earlier so I can get some extra sleep." said Spencer.
"That's nice of Aaron." said Joe as he scooped up his granddaughter.
"It helps that he's a father himself." said Spencer as he got himself into a sitting position.
Later on that week Spencer was fixing himself some coffee as he looked at Morgan who told him about his encounter at his favorite coffee shop with a woman who knew his name.
"So wait, she knew your name?" asked Spencer as he stirred his coffee.
"I don't know how I could forget a face like hers." said Morgan.
Spencer decided that he needed to have some fun and tease Morgan about his love life.
"You've been with so many girls that you can't remember all their names?" asked Spencer as he headed towards the stairs.
"Oh, come on, are you surprised?" asked a laughing Emily.
"This has never happened to me before." said Morgan.
"It hasn't happened to me before either." said Spencer as he walked towards the conference room.
"Well, it can't happen to you. You have an eidetic memory." said Emily.
"Besides, you only have your wife's name to remember." said Morgan.
"At least I have more game than you." teased Spencer as he held up his left hand while Morgan and Emily laughed.
"OK. Six victims have been killed in a series of burglar/homicides all over central California. In order... Bakersfield, Fresno, Chico and, two nights ago, Alan and Brenda Paisley in Sacramento." said JJ as she showed crime scene pictures.
"Big area. Are we sure it's the same unsub?" asked Rossi.
"His DNA was found in all the homes." said JJ.
"They hadn't connected it because he crossed jurisdictional lines." said Hotch.
"The head of the Sacramento field office has established a multi-agency task force and he wants us to run point." said JJ.
Morgan looked at the list of names that they were given.
"Looks like we got a lot of investigators on this one." said Morgan.
"We'll streamline it if we need to." said Hotch.
"You should know that they've already named him the ""Highway 99 Killer."." said JJ.
Everyone exchanged glances as they thought about not liking it when the locals name the unsub their catching.
"We'll deal with that when we get there." said Hotch.
"He targets one to two person households. He kills the victims while they sleep." said JJ.
Spencer looked at the autopsy report.
"Blunt force trauma with objects found at the home. Multiple bashes to the head." read Spencer.
"After he kills the victims, he ransacks the homes for valuables." said JJ.
"Which is not unusual for a nighttime burglary-homicide. What's unique about this unsub is that after he kills them, Apparently he sits down to dinner in their homes. They found his DNA all over the food and the table." said Hotch while JJ showed pictures.
"Are these burglaries that turned into homicides or homicides that turned into burglaries?" asked Rossi.
"Between the two offenses, it seems the primary motivation is homicide. Otherwise, he would have just stolen the items and fled." said Morgan.
"But he stays there for hours. He eats their food, he tries on their clothes, he showers, he even sleeps in their beds." said JJ.
"It's like Goldilocks became a serial killer." said Emily.
"They've got plenty of DNA, but they found no fingerprints." said JJ.
"He doesn't take their cars. So, how does he get there?" asked Emily.
"No witness reports of strange cars on the street." said JJ.
"No prints, no gun, no noise, no car, no witnesses. This all adds up to prior experience." said Rossi.
"There's a record on him somewhere." said Spencer.
"And until we find it, he's moved on to another town." said Hotch.
"Which could be anywhere." said Emily.
A few minutes later Spencer was sending Maeve a text message.
I DIDN'T KNOW IF YOU ARE SLEEPING, BUT I WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW THAT I'M HEADING TO SACRAMENTO, CALIFORNIA. I LOVE YOU AND JOSIE, AND I PROMISE TO STAY SAFE. ~ SR
A few seconds later Emily looked at Spencer.
"Why text Maeve instead of call?" asked Emily.
"I don't want to wake her or Josie up if they're sleeping." said Spencer.
"Makes sense." said Emily.
Spencer was sitting on the couch working on a geographical profile.
"So, four homes in about five weeks. The first one at the beginning of September in Bakersfield. Then Fresno a week later. Chico eight days after that." said JJ.
"Then he changes direction, heads south to Sacramento at the end of September." said Spencer.
"These crime scenes are spread out over 400 miles. I mean, how many serial killers move around like that?" asked JJ.
"Not many." said Rossi.
"Of the ones who do, we categorize them into two subgroups. In one model, he's an itinerant homeless person, someone who's been displaced." said Spencer.
"With the second type, their occupation allows them to travel. He could be killing while on business." said Morgan.
"A truck driver make sense?" asked JJ.
"Long haul truck driver Bruce Mendenhall shot his victims and disposed of their bodies at truck stops, across at least 4 different states." said Spencer.
"But Mendenhall targeted mostly high-risk victims. Prostitutes and hitchhikers, he picked up right off the highway." said Emily.
"A truck driver's MO, he'd use his rig for getaway. Somebody would have noticed a tractor trailer parked in the neighborhood." said Hotch.
"How about someone in corporate sales? They still travel." said Rossi.
"Or computer professionals. They travel to install software." said Morgan.
"Or someone in real estate. Like a land assessor." said Emily.
JJ looked at her phone.
"They just discovered a new murder. In Modesto." said JJ.
"He went south again." said Spencer as he marked his geographical profile.
"Right, when we land, Reid, JJ and I will go to task force headquarters." said Hotch before looking at Rossi, Morgan, and Emily, "The three of you..." said Hotch.
"Modesto." said Rossi.
"We're going to log some miles on this one." said Hotch.
Spencer followed Hotch and JJ to an African American man.
"I'm Agent Liman." said Agent Liman as he shook hands with JJ.
"Hi, Agent Jareau. These are agents Hotchner and Reid." said JJ as she gestured Hotch and Spencer.
"We reserved this room for you." said Agent Liman as he led Spencer, Hotch, and JJ to a conference room that already had a few agents in.
"Who named him this?" asked Hotch as he pointed to a piece of paper.
"I did." said Agent Liman.
Hotch turned to his two youngest agents and gave them a silent order to leave the room.
"I'm gonna go get started on that memo." said JJ.
"I'm gonna help you." said Spencer before following JJ out of the room.
After Agent Liman left the conference room and told everyone in the task force to go home, Spencer slowly walked into the room and looked at Hotch.
"How'd he take it?" asked Spencer.
"He'll get over it." said Hotch as he removed the sheet of paper that had the name that Agent Liman gave their unsub.
Spencer's cellphone rang causing Spencer to see that it was Rossi calling.
"Yeah?" asked Spencer.
"Reid, are you in front of a map?" asked Rossi.
Spencer quickly moved to a map.
"Yeah, I am now." said Spencer.
"I think I know how the unsub's getting around. Do you see tracks linking Bakersfield to Sacramento?" asked Rossi.
Spencer looked at the map.
"He's hopping trains." said Spencer.
An hour later Spencer's personal cellphone rang causing Spencer to look at Hotch.
"Its Maeve calling so I can say goodnight to Josie." said Spencer.
"Go ahead." said Hotch.
Spencer quickly answered his personal phone.
"Hi, Mae." said Spencer.
"Josie wants to hear your voice before I put her down." said Maeve as she put her cellphone on speaker.
Spencer's face broke into a huge grin as he heard Jocelyn coo and gurgle over the phone.
"Is that my beautiful Miss Josie Posie that I'm hearing?" asked Spencer while not realizing that Jocelyn's face broke into a huge smile.
"She just grinned at the sound of your voice." laughed Maeve.
"I miss you two girls." said Spencer.
"We miss you too, Spencer." said Maeve before noticing that Jocelyn fell asleep, "Josie's now asleep." said Maeve softly.
"Mission accomplished." said Spencer.
"Call me when you get to the hotel for the night?" asked Maeve.
"I'll definitely call you so I can hear about what you and Josie did today." said Spencer.
"I'll let you get back to work." said Maeve.
"Love you." said Spencer.
"Love you too." said Maeve before hanging up.
Spencer pocketed his phone when Hotch looked at him.
"Maeve and Jocelyn definitely makes you happy." said Hotch.
"I'm just glad that I took the chance with Maeve." said Spencer.
"Still planning on going to Vegas for Thanksgiving?" asked Hotch.
"My mom wants to see her granddaughter again since Josie's old enough to fly." said Spencer.
The next morning Spencer was on the phone with Emily.
"Where are you?" asked Spencer.
"I'm just off Highway 99, the whole drive up from Modesto, all I see are crops. Just rows and rows of crops." said Emily.
"Farmlands. You can't see that from standard road maps." said Spencer.
"The railway track runs parallel to Highway 99 most of the way. I think I'm seeing a lot of what the unsub saw." said Emily.
Spencer drew a yellow circle on a map as he thought about the state that he spent his college years in.
"Most of central California is one big valley, a flat basin completely surrounded by mountain ranges on all sides, supported by rivers, lakes and aqueducts. It's ideal for farming." said Spencer.
"Well, I don't know what it gets us, but I think we should at least factor it into the conversation." said Emily.
"I agree." said Spencer as he patched Garcia into the conversation.
"Go ahead, guys, I'm listening." said Garcia.
"Garcia, I need you to look into small farm towns all over central California. Track all unsolved homicides that involved nighttime burglaries in homes within a mile of train tracks." said Spencer.
"Oh, you think there's more?" asked Garcia.
"I don't know." said Spencer.
After Emily arrived, Spencer, Hotch, and Emily were standing in front of the task force.
"Let's get started." said Hotch as he looked at the agents and officers that were on the task force, "I'd just like to reiterate that this unsub is not getting around on Highway 99. His travel is linked in close proximity to railway lines." said Hotch.
"He's targeted five homes and killed eight people in six weeks. We're looking for a male, indigent transient between the ages of 25 and 45." said Spencer.
"He's fit enough for the physical demands of train hopping, or "catching out" as they call it." said Emily.
"He'll be bruised from jumping on and off trains. And he might also be beat up from just defending himself in any kind of turf wars." said Hotch.
"He may look homeless, but he's taking clothing from his victims' homes. So he'll be the only transient on the tracks in clean clothing." said Emily.
"The trains and the rail yards are his home. And when he gets tired of these, he chooses a house to make his own." said Hotch.
"He'll have a pronounced red, dry rash around his mouth and nose, What's commonly referred to as a "sniffer's rash."" said Spencer.
"How do we know that?" asked Agent Liman.
"He takes household cleaners. And we believe he's abusing them as psychoactive inhalants. Nail polish remover, glue, paint thinner, lighter fluid, whatever is the cheapest high available." said Hotch.
"They're referred to as "tollyheads" because they derive a high from sniffing toluene, a chemical solvent. Once inhaled, the effects are felt instantaneously." said Spencer.
"We believe he's living out a fantasy in these homes. The fantasy is that it is his house for the night. He spends hours enjoying the comforts of his victims' homes. Upon leaving, he takes clothing, money, jewelry, and small electronics. If you get close to him, you won't miss him. He will smell like a combination of human filth and paint thinner." finished Emily.
Spencer was reading a file as he sat near JJ who groaned when she felt a kick.
"He's kicking a lot today." said JJ.
Spencer smiled a bit as he thought about all the books he read when Maeve became pregnant with Jocelyn.
"In the third trimester, there's an average of 30 fetal movements per hour. Babies kick to explore movement and strengthen muscle." said Spencer.
A smirking JJ looked at Spencer.
"Maeve told me that Jocelyn's kicks freaked out out for awhile." said JJ as she took Spencer's hand and rested it on her belly.
Spencer shuddered when he felt JJ's son kick.
"I end up thinking about Aliens when I felt Josie kick until her birth eight weeks ago, and now I'm thinking about Aliens when I felt your son kick." said Spencer.
JJ laughed.
"Every time I see Jocelyn or see a new picture of her, I'm getting excited about your future son in law's birth." smirked JJ.
"Your son might have to fight with Jack over Josie because Hotch has been joking about Josie becoming the future Mrs. Jack Hotchner." said Spencer.
JJ laughed as a phone rang causing JJ to answer the phone.
"Hey, Garcia." said JJ.
"Bad news alert." said Garcia.
Spencer realized that Garcia found the information he was looking for.
"Hold on one second." said Spencer as he looked towards Hotch and Emily, "Guys?" said Spencer.
Hotch, Emily, and Agent Liman quickly joined them.
"What is it?" asked Hotch.
"I had Garcia look into all unsolved burglary homicides in central California, Paying particularly attention to small farm towns." said Spencer.
"I found his DNA in three more cities." said Garcia.
"How did I miss this?" asked Agent Liman.
"Small towns don't always link their evidence up to state or national DNA databases." said Spencer.
"It can happen when unsubs cross jurisdictional lines." said Hotch.
"What are the cities, Garcia?" asked Emily.
"Tehachapi, Vacaville, and Orange Cove. All farm towns. All super far away from highway 99." said Garcia.
Spencer looked over where JJ was sitting and fanning herself with a file while thinking about how he's immune with the California dry heat due to growing up in the desert before moving out East to join the FBI when Emily looked at him.
"You considering it?" asked Emily.
"Considering what?" asked Spencer.
"Having more baby geniuses with Maeve." said Emily.
Before Spencer could answer a phone rang causing Spencer to quickly answer.
"Hello?" asked Spencer.
Emily smirked.
"I've noticed in the cities, including the new ones we've discovered, There's a spike in the sales of certain crops during the time the unsub is there. Last week of August, apples in Tehachapi. First week of September, tomatoes in Bakersfield. Second week of September, fall squashes in Fresno." said Garcia.
"So he's in town for a big harvest." said Emily.
"We have an unsub riding trains town to town during big harvests who doesn't have a car or permanent residence." said Spencer.
"Migrant farm worker." said Emily.
Spencer nodded.
Spencer looked at the recent crime scene with Hotch and Emily.
"He left a shirt on his male victim again." said Emily.
"That's not all he left." said Spencer as he picked up a newspaper, ""Modesto couple victims of Highway 99 killer." This was printed before we released to the press he's using trains to get around." said Spencer.
"He's taunting us, telling us he's smarter than we are because we got his mode of transportation wrong." said Emily.
"The more confident he gets, the more he's experimenting with his ritual." said Hotch.
"The first few murders were five to eight days apart. This one was just one day since Modesto. If we don't find him soon..." said Spencer.
"Goldilocks will be sleeping in someone else's bed tonight." said Emily.
"When I read "Goldilocks and the Three Bears" to Josie, I might end up thinking about this case instead of the book." muttered Spencer.
"This couple is Hispanic. The previous couples were Caucasian. He switched his victim profile." said Emily.
"I don't think he knows or cares what race they were. I think this house was just an easy target." said Hotch while Spencer's work cellphone rang.
"Yeah?" asked Spencer.
"So, we got something. Jewelry stolen from the home in Sacramento turned up at a pawn shop in Modesto. Garcia just sent you a picture from the security cam." said JJ.
Spencer quickly pulled up a picture.
"Yeah, I got it." said Spencer as he showed Hotch and Emily the picture.
"Employee said he was about 5'8", slight, late thirties, dark skin. With a red rash around his mouth." said JJ.
"Circulate the picture, JJ." said Hotch.
"I'm already on it." said JJ.
Spencer and Emily followed Hotch to a man that was waiting for them.
"I'm Agent Hotchner." said Hotch.
"Cesar from the housing authority." said Cesar.
"These are Agents Prentiss and Reid." said Hotch.
"Good morning." said Cesar as he shook hands with Emily.
"Good morning." said Emily.
Spencer shook hands with Cesar.
"Hi." said Spencer.
"Thank you for meeting us here." said Hotch.
Emily passed a photo to Cesar.
"Does this man look familiar to you?" asked Emily.
"Hard to tell." said Cesar.
"Have you had any complaints in the camps? This man would show disruptive behavior." said Spencer.
"He might be stealing things from other workers, starting fights. He sniffs chemicals to get high." said Hotch.
"Well, our facilities have a zero tolerance policy. No drinking, no drugs, certainly no violence. Anyone who cannot follow these rules would be kicked out." said Cesar.
"Have you kicked anyone out recently?" asked Emily.
"The camps in this area are at full capacity. We have to turn people away." said Cesar.
"Thank you." said Hotch as he shook hands with Cesar.
"Mucho gusto." said Cesar before walking away.
Spencer, Hotch, and Emily started walking.
"If he's pawning the jewelry he's stealing to get money, why is he still working in the fields?" asked Hotch.
"Here's another question. Why is he circling the farm towns at all?" asked Emily.
"There are over 140,000 miles of tracks in this country. He could go anywhere." said Spencer as he leaned against the hood of an SUV.
"But he's still in California." said Emily.
"Something's keeping him here. What is it?" asked Hotch.
A few minutes later Spencer, Hotch, and Emily were being protected from the sun by an open trunk of their loaned SUV while they had Garcia on Spencer's work phone.
"OK, mini-lesson. Migrants travel and work in these groups and the groups are called cuadrillas. Now, I have found one such cuadrilla that was in Chico at the same time as our unsub. And then I checked and they were in Sacramento and Modesto And Vacaville at the same time as our unsub as well." said Garcia.
"What about the first town?" asked Spencer.
"I got employment records from the apple farm in Tehachapi. This Cuadrilla last worked there two days before Mildred Younce was killed. Now, here's the whammy. An Armando Salinas checked in with this group in Tehachapi. But then, he falls off the map. There's no sign of him in any of the camps." said Garcia.
"Interesting." said Emily.
"Double whammy. Customs and immigration have a rap sheet on him for theft and assault And he's wanted in connection to some burglaries." said Garcia.
"There's the record we've been looking for." said Spencer.
"Triple whammy. His fingerprints were one of 17 found at Mildred Younce's house." said Garcia.
"Get us his photo and get JJ to get it out to the media. We're going to need the public's help." said Hotch.
"Sending you his mug. The group that he's been following, they checked into Lockeford early this morning. That's not far from you." said Garcia.
Spencer, Hotch, Emily, and Cesar approached a group of migrant workers causing Cesar to start speaking in Spanish causing one of the men to run away.
"Let them go. Let them go." said Hotch before looking at everyone, "We're sorry to interrupt your evening. But we've come here because we need your help." said Hotch.
Cesar quickly translated for everyone.
"Go ahead and read out the names of the men in the cuadrilla." said Hotch.
Cesar started reading the list while Spencer and Emily passed out flyers.
""Ricky Zaparilla, Ruben Garcia, "Felix Zapato, Olman Hernandez, "Roberto Hernandez, Arturo Torres, Tony Guzman."" read Cesar until Emily found their unsub's brother.
Due to Spencer's rudimentary knowledge in Spanish from growing up in the Southwest, Spencer stood outside the interview room listening to Emily converse with Ruben in Spanish before they switched to English.
"He likes to know where I'm going." said Ruben.
"Why does he have to follow you? Why isn't he with you anymore?" asked Emily.
"He's not a good worker. He got us fired from a big job. My cuadrilla wanted him gone." said Ruben.
"So you kicked him out?" asked Emily.
"Si." said Ruben.
"Your brother has been following you ever since. Burglarizing homes and killing people in every city." said Emily.
Ruben sighed.
"Is that where he gets the money from?" asked Ruben.
"What do you mean?" asked Emily.
"He's been leaving me money at the camps." said Ruben.
"Does he know you're in Lockeford right now?" asked Emily.
"I found this at the camp today." said Ruben as he pulled out a stuffed envelope.
"Just- un momento." said Emily as she got up and joined Spencer, "The killings started in Tehachapi. I think his brother rejecting him must have been a stressor." said Emily.
"Morgan and Rossi made it here, they're with rail security. Hotch and Liman are patrolling neighborhoods." said Spencer.
"OK. I think it's time to get these guys going." said Emily.
A few seconds later Emily looked at the officers that were in the room while Spencer started passing out a picture of Armando.
"Excuse me. Could we have your attention, please? Everybody? This is Armando Ruis Salinas. He is 38 years old, a Mexican national. We believe he is currently in the vicinity of Lockeford and its outlying towns." said Emily.
"He'll only target homes within a mile of train tracks. You'll be assigned search quadrants." said Spencer.
"Think the way a burglar would. Pay close attention to houses that have no exterior lights on, No security alarm signs or barking dogs nearby. Let's go." said Emily.
Spencer was sitting on the counter as Emily talked with Ruben more.
"Are you surprised the police are looking for him?" asked Emily.
"He's my half-brother. I wasn't around for him when he was young. He's been in trouble all his life. Was in jail in Mexico. I thought if he came to work with me, he would change. I'm grateful to work. But Armando hated work. Hated the camps. Always complained he never had a nice bed to sleep on. When he was a kid, he slept on the floor. In jail, he slept on the floor. All he ever talked about was having a house of his own. A bed to sleep on." said Ruben.
Spencer sat near a radio and listened to a woman talk about a 911 call that was received.
"Suspect seen fleeing the 400 block of pear blossom avenue. All units respond." said a woman.
Spencer quickly picked up a walkie talkie and addressed Morgan.
"Morgan, that's in your area. I'm gonna send Hotch for back up." said Spencer.
The next evening Spencer opened the glass doors for Emily, Morgan, and himself as he thought about Maeve wanting to get out of the house with Jocelyn for a bit.
"You guys have plans tonight?" asked Spencer.
"I was thinking about getting a burger." said Morgan.
"Oh, I could eat." said Emily just as JJ joined them with an unfamiliar woman.
"Oh, hey, guys, I wanted to introduce you to someone. This is Agent Jordan Todd. She'll be taking over for me while I'm on maternity leave." said JJ.
Jordan smiled at Spencer, Emily, and Morgan.
"Agent Jareau's told me so much about you all." said Jordan before looking at Emily, "You must be Agent Prentiss." said Jordan as she shook hands with Emily.
"Yes. Nice to meet you." said Emily.
Jordan then shook Spencer's right hand.
"Hello, Dr. Reid." said Jordan.
"Hi." said Spencer.
"Agent Jareau told me that you have a nearly two month old daughter with your wife, so congratulations on the new addition." said Jordan.
"Thank you." said Spencer.
Jordan turned to Morgan and shook hands with him.
"And Agent Morgan. Nice to see you again." smiled Jordan.
"Nice to see you, too. So this must be the good news." said Morgan.
"This would be my brownie." said Jordan.
Spencer and Emily exchanged amused glances as they thought about teasing Morgan as soon as JJ and Jordan were out of their ear sight.
"You two have met?" asked Emily.
"Briefly." said Morgan.
JJ noticed mischievous looks on Spencer's and Emily's faces.
"Well, Agent Todd comes to us from seven years at counter-terrorism." said JJ.
"I'm really looking forward to working with the Behavioral Analysis Unit." said Jordan.
"We're starting her training now." said JJ.
"You're training her right now?" asked Spencer.
JJ rested her hands on her pregnant belly.
"Well, we're kinda running out of time." said JJ before looking at Jordan, "So... Let me introduce you to the rest of the team." said JJ.
"Yeah. I'll see you all in the field... Team." smiled Jordan.
"We're looking forward to it." said Emily.
As soon as JJ and Jordan were out of earshot, Spencer and Emily quickly flanked Morgan.
"So, is there anything you want to tell us?" asked a laughing Emily.
"Nope." smirked Morgan as he pressed the down button.
"Your forehead's sweating." said Emily.
"No, it's not." said Morgan as he avoided eye contact.
"Oh, he's avoiding eye contact." laughed Emily.
Spencer smirked.
"His blink rate just sped up." said Spencer.
"You know, guys, I don't think I want that burger too much anymore." said Morgan as he walked into the elevator.
Spencer's jaw dropped.
"Oh, come on. You can't run from us." said Emily.
"Oh, watch me." said Morgan as the elevator doors closed on Spencer and Emily.
Spencer and Emily grinned as the elevator doors closed on them causing Spencer to smirk at Emily.
"What do you say about me calling Maeve and have her bring your goddaughter along and I can take pictures of you holding Josie and send them to Morgan?" asked Spencer.
Emily grinned.
"Definitely call her so we can show Morgan what he's missing." smiled Emily before looking at Spencer, "So when I asked you if you and Maeve considered having more baby geniuses, are you two going to give Jocelyn some siblings?" asked Emily.
Spencer fired Maeve a quick text message.
EMILY AND I ARE JUST LEAVING WORK, AND WE'RE GOING TO PATSY'S FOR BURGERS SO PLEASE BRING JOSIE SINCE EMILY WANTS TO SEE HER GODDAUGHTER. ~ SR
"We are." said Spencer just as his cellphone vibrated.
WE'LL MEET YOU THERE SINCE JOSIE'S EXCITED TO SEE YOU. ~ MR
"Maeve and Josie will be meeting us at Patsy's." said Spencer.
Over an hour later Spencer smiled when he held Jocelyn in his arms.
"Daddy missed you so much." cooed Spencer as he smiled at his daughter.
Jocelyn happily cooed at her daddy while a waitress came over.
"She's so adorable." said a waitress.
"She missed her daddy." smiled Maeve.
For the next few minutes the waitress took Spencer's, Maeve's, and Emily's orders before Emily looked at Spencer.
"Let me hold my goddaughter so you can take a picture and send it to Morgan." said Emily.
Spencer passed his daughter to Emily, and 30 seconds later Spencer was taking a picture of a grinning Emily holding Jocelyn who had a smile on her face before sending the picture to Morgan.
A minute later at Morgan's apartment, Morgan was looking at a picture message from Spencer that revealed a grinning Emily holding Jocelyn.
WITH YOU BAILING OUT ON US, YOU ENDED UP MISSING OUT ON SPENDING TIME WITH YOUR GODDAUGHTER. ~ SR
Morgan laughed.
"Touche, kid." said Morgan.
A week and a half later Spencer was sitting in front of a birthday cake that had two lit candles that spelled 27 while blushing a bit as his teammates, Maeve, and his in laws sang "Happy Birthday" to him before he blew out the candles.
A/N: Its going to be awhile before Spencer and Maeve are expecting their second child.