"You have a puppy!" Jenny smiled and hugged Clooney.

"His name is Clooney," Spence smiled, "He's really friendly," he rubbed the dog's back.

Travis sighed. Great, now Jenny would be begging when Derek left. He just shook his head and handed Derek a up of coffee, "Nice dog."

"Thanks. He's a good dog," He sipped the coffee. It'd be winter soon, Autum was just sprouting.

Spencer looked up and ran over to Derek, "May I have some?"

"Some what?" he looked.

"Coffee."

Morgan narrowed his eyes, "No."

"Please!" he begged.

"I said no," he sipped his drink.

Spence pouted and looked at Travis. Trav scoffed and shooed him out of the kitchen. He sulked and walked back to Clooney.

"Teach me how to do that," Derek looked at him.

"Do what?"

"That look you and Hotch do so well. The one that makes Reid shut his mouth."

Trav tilted his head, "It takes practice in the mirror."

"Trav, can me and Spence take Clooney to the park?" Jenny asked.

"No, Clooney will drag you both," Derek told them.

"Please, we'll keep a really tight hold on him?" Jenny begged, getting a glare from Travis.

"Why don't you take him to the yard and play?" he asked.

They pouted but it was better than nothing. They took the large dog outside and played ball and frisbee with him.

"I hope Clooney wears them out," Morgan sighed, "Now tell me how to do that look."

"Get it Clooney," Reid tossed the ball.

The dog ran and grabbed it. The yard was a nice size for playing and it had a few toys out there still. Clooney and Reid seemed happy. But Jenny really wanted to go to the park.

"Whats wrong, Jenny?" Spence looked down at him.

"I need to get out of this house," he sighed.

Spence nodded, he understood. He was feeling cooped up himself with all the constant survellience. He wasn't sure if Derek would let him go for a walk though. But Daddy might.

"Daddy?" he peeked in.

"Yes?"

"Can Jenny and I go for a walk please? We promise we wont be out more than a half hour," he begged.

Derek prepared to scold Reid for begging again but Trav spoke before he could.

"Fine, but I want you both to have your hips back in this house in 30 minutes. Am I understood?"

Spence nodded, "Thank you very much," he came in and got Clooney's leash and hurried out the back.

Derek stared at Trav.

"...What?"

"What happened to 'stop beggging'?"

The black haired man shrugged and poured Derek more coffee, "Jenny probably wanted to go more. Considering what you've told me Spence probably just wants some time to move about."

(Thanks for your suggestions guys. Keep sending them in. I've gotten some good ones I liked that I don't think would fit just yet, but don't fret. That may just mean I'll make a third volume of this. Go to Review page and look for a special link from me)