Title: Finding Her Sweet Baboo Part 26
Author: Trista aka dustytiger
Rating: T (it's hard but it's staying T)
Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal minds. Pitty. I am a poor barista don't sue me. PS I also don't own Peanuts.
Timeline: Sometime in season one, before the season finale tho.
Summary: Garcia is feeling lonely and ends up at Reid's, where will it lead?
Notes: The twins are now five. What's going on in the Garcia-Reid home? Sorry the site wouldn't let me log in yesterday. I hope this is worth the wait.

Garcia was standing by the stove, watching as what she was cooking simmered on the stove. She kept stirring it in the pan hoping that her husband would be home soon, so that nothing was burned before he got there. She was surprised that it was taking him so long to get home. She knew how long ago the team had wrapped up the latest case, as well as when they were supposed to land.

She sighed loudly and pushed the food around in the pan once again. She also knew that after a touch case Hotch rarely had them do a lot of paperwork. Their boss liked to get home to his family as well. She looked at the stir fry she was making, and took it off the burner, almost throwing the pan. It wasn't often that her husband was home on a weekday and she wanted to have a nice dinner.

"Get ahold of yourself, Penelope," she whispered.

She was about to go down the stairs to play with the kids until he came home, but they ran past him. They could see the driveway from their play area in the basement and were running up the stairs to meet their father. Garcia put the pan back on low, and went to watch them. She hated feeling like she was spying on her husband, but it didn't make sense that he wasn't home right away.

Reid was glad to be home. He had his messenger bag slung over his shoulder and his go bag in his hand. He could smell something spicy cooking the second he opened the door. He smiled loving that his wife had cooked. He then heard the sound of his now six year old twins running toward the door. They would always race to see who would get to the door the quickest.

Reid smiled when he felt his daughter hug him first. He gave her a big hug, and kiss on the cheek. He then hugged his son, who had told him three weeks ago that he was too old for Dad kisses. Reid thought it was funny that Declan still let his mother give him kisses, but he figured it was because it was harder to say to no to Garcia.

"Daddy guess what we did today!" Charlotte exclaimed.

"Charlie and me made a city out the blocks you bought us!" Declan replied.

"Daddy was supposed to guess Declan!"

"Well that takes too long, Charlie!"

"Too bad! It's more fun!"

"Don't call your sister Charlie," Reid sighed, hating that nickname. "Her name is Charlotte."

"That's what they call me at school, Daddy, Mommy says it's okay," Charlotte explained.

"Just when Daddy is around, Princess?"

"Okay, Daddy."

"Now let's go see that city you made."

The two kids led him into the basement where there was a whole city built out of blocks. The buildings were big enough for their Snoopy stuffed toys to go inside. Reid was always amazed by his kids' ingenuity. As much as he had doubted that they might be as smart as he was, it looked like they were developing at the same rate he had. It made him wish he had had a sibling to brainstorm with growing up.

Although the twins seemed to be growing up quickly there were still many things they would not part with. The Snoopy stuffed toys he had given them the day they were born were on that list. They both needed them to sleep at night; any time they were forgotten neither child would sleep.

"Guys this is great, did you do this all by yourself?" he asked them.

"Yup!" they both exclaimed, beaming.

"I think I might have the two smartest kids in the world. You two keep playing I'm going to see if your mother needs any help with dinner. We'll call you when it's ready."

Reid went upstairs, and smiled when he saw his wife in the kitchen. She had her ear buds in and was dancing away unaware that anyone was around her. He went up behind her and snaked his arms around her waist. She jumped startled but soon relaxed into the embrace. He kissed the back of her neck. She purred happily, pulling out the ear buds.

"Baboo do you remember when you could do that and slide your hands under my skirt and no one would interrupt us?" she sighed.

"I miss those days, but I love our kids."

"Me too. JJ said she would watch them this weekend."

"Really, maybe we can do that then?"

"Pretty please?"

"Then it won't be a surprise."

"You know I hate surprises. Besides, I won't know exactly when you'll do it. I'll just know that you." She turned in his arms and kissed him. "I love you more every day, did you know that?"

"When you say stuff like that it makes it hard to wait."

"Wait for what?" a small male voice asked.

"You'll know when you get older. I thought you were playing with your sister."

"She's being a butthead."

"Don't call your sister a butthead Declan Reid!" Garcia snapped. "You know I don't like name calling."

"Fine, well I don't want to play with her. She says that our fire station isn't the right size! I say it's fine. It's just pretend, but she says the ratio is all wrong!"

"It is!" cried Charlotte coming up the stairs.

"Use your imagination!"

"Use your math!"

"Stop it, both of you!" Garcia told them. "Or the blocks will be going away."

"You can use your imagination and math," Reid told the kids.

"Well I guess the fire station could be bigger than the rest of the buildings cause of the ladders on the trucks," reasoned Charlotte.

"Or they could be super big fire trucks!" Declan exclaimed.

"If the fire trucks were super big they wouldn't fit on the road, or they would hit electric wires!"

"It's only an imaginary city, Charlotte," Garcia assured her daughter. "You have lots of time for perfection, sweetheart."

"Okay, I guess."

Charlotte was a lot like Reid when she got an idea in her head. She didn't like it when people told her it was fine when it wasn't perfect. It amazed Garcia how much the little girl looked like her, but acted like her father.

"Now before you go back to play with your city we're going to have our supper," Garcia told the kids.

"Okay Mommy," they both said.

"Go wash up."

The two of them scampered off to the bathroom to wash their hands. Reid pulled his wife close again. She kissed him softly, feeling the tension through their embrace. He buried his head into her neck.

"Rough one?" she asked.

"They're always hardest when they involve kids."

"Oh, Baboo."

"I never want to let them out of my sight again," he sighed.

"I know, we're both afraid they will get hurt, but we taught them everything they need to know."

"Sometimes that's not enough, is it?"

"Let's not think like that, all right?"

He nodded, and fought away tears as the kids came back into the room. They went and sat down and waited for their dinner. Garcia had gone into the kitchen and put a casserole dish on the table. She first gave the kids their portions then hers and Reid's. The family ate their dinner as the twins told their farther stories about what they had done that day. Reid smiled as he listened to them. After they had eaten Garcia decided that Reid needed more time with the kids and cleaned up while the three of them played in the toy room in the basement with the city the kids had created.

"All right, I know you're having fun," Garcia said coming down the stairs. "But it's bed time."

"Mommy can you read me my story tonight?" asked Declan.

"Of course honey Charlotte do you want Mommy to read to you as well?"

"Daddy promised to read me my favourite book tonight," Charlotte replied.

"But it's my turn to have our books read in my room!" Declan argued.

"I want Daddy to read to us!"

"I want Mommy to read to us!"

"Okay, so separate books tonight?" Garcia asked her husband.

"Sure," Reid agreed. "I think we may have to set up a quiet area in the play room so we can all read books together."

"That would be so cool!" both kids exclaimed.

"All right we'll figure something out."

"Good idea, Baboo. Now it's time for bed."

Garcia went into her son's room while Reid went into their daughter's room. Charlotte ran to her bookshelf and got out her favourite book. It always made Reid laugh that she could read the book on her own but would insist her read it any time he had gone out of town for more than three days.

"The Monster at the end of this book, staring loveable furry old Grover," Reid told his daughter.

Charlotte began to laugh. As Reid read the book. Normally he would get really into the book, and he was trying to be enthusiastic as he usually read to her, but it was hard. He finished the book and Charlotte hugged him tightly. He hugged her back, kissing her forehead. He was so glad to have his daughter in his arms, and part of him never wanted to let her go.

"Daddy what's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing, angel," he assured her.

"You didn't read my book like you always do."

"Since when did you become a profiler?"

The little girl laughed. "I'm not a profiler. Is something wrong Daddy? Was your job super hard today?"

"A little bit, honey."

"Why?"

He tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. "You're too little to know about my job."

"Explain what I can know. I know that you find really bad guys, Mommy tells us that it's dangerous."

He kissed her forehead. "I do."

"Was he an extra bad guy?"

"A little, he was hurting kids."

"Oh," she whispered curling up close to him.

"I'm just glad that I get to hug you tonight. One of the daddies I had to see today didn't get to come home and give his little girl a hug tonight. He asked me to hug my kids tighter tonight before he left."

Charlotte jumped into his arms and kissed his cheek softly. "I love you Daddy."

"I love you too."

"I'm gonna tell Declan you need a big hug today."

She hopped out of the bed and ran to her brother's room. She got up onto his bed and whispered something into his ear. Garcia smiled as she watched Declan go up to his father and give him a hug. Reid leaned down and picked his son up. Declan then kissed his father's cheek.

"I Love you Dad."

"I love you too, Declan."

Garcia and Reid tucked in both the kids and then went into the living room. Garcia wrapped her arms around him and kissed his cheek. As soon as she touched her husband she knew he was a million miles away, and it broke her heart.

"Talk to me," she whispered.

"I'm feeling a little guilty tonight I guess," he replied.

"Why?"

"I get to kiss my kids goodnight tonight those men today don't get that. We thought we had gotten to the last victim in time. Her father was with us. He thought he'd get to hold her again, but something changed. He kept all the other girls for five days, we had another day, and she was gone. He had to see his little girl like that." Tears started to fall down his cheeks.

"I'm so sorry Spencer. You didn't know that that was going to happen."

"He was trying to act like it didn't bother him, that it was the way god wanted things, but I could tell he was hurt. I've seen a lot of horrible things but nothing has ever been like today. It was surreal. I can't stop thinking about him, I can't shut off my brain. Usually when I get home and play with the kids, and read them their bedtime stories, tuck them in, then I get it off my mind, but this is different."

"It is different, Spencer, you understand this guy."

"I've identified with people doing this job before."

"Yes, but normally it's the unsub you identify with and then you can stop thinking about him when you realise you use your brain for good, but this guy is like you."

"I knew my wife a genius too."

She smiled and kissed him softly. "I know something that always gets your mind off of work."

"I like the way you think."

The two of them got up slowly and went toward their bedroom, kissing each other as they went. She could tell he was still distant, but thought that it would pass in a few days after he was able to process the last case.

End Part 26

Notes: I might have some drama coming, folded in with some twin cuteness hehe... enjoy