Sorry had this written a few weeks ago but forgot about it.
A Good Man- The Saddest Scenes
He didn't do it often. In fact, he couldn't remember doing it at all since he had been six years old. He had, however, baby-sat before, so combining the two things only seemed normal.
"Spessey, whatcha doing?" Jack asked- well, screamed- as he came barreling out of the back room. Spencer put on a small smile as he looked down at the curious boy. For a moment he just studied the way he bounced around and smiled so entirely large. A sudden feeling of dread passed over him; he had only watched over two other kids, and Jack was much more hyper than any of them had been. Eventually Jack started circling around him, though, and he couldn't help but laugh.
"Well, what do you want to do, Jack?" he asked.
"Hmm...I'm hungry!" he proclaimed. "Can we make someffin?"
"How about cookies?" Spencer grinned, knowing that Jack knew his father had left them cookies to bake. Aaron had warned him that Jack begged him to get them but had told him that he didn't have to make them with him, but Spencer insisted he could handle it.
"Yay!" Jack nodded vigorously. "Can we, can we, can we?"
"Of course, Jack!" Spencer replied just as excitedly.
Spencer raced after Jack toward the kitchen and immediately grabbed the box to start making the baked treat. "Alright Jack, can you get the milk, eggs, and butter?" The young boy nodded and took off to the fridge. In the meantime Spencer started searching for pans and sat the oven to the correct temperature. A few seconds later he saw a little hand place a stick of butter, a half a liter of milk, and a carton of eggs on the counter. Spencer had to laugh at the sight before just shaking his head and motioning for Jack to sit down. Then he lowered a bowl filled with cake mix on the table with a spoon in his hand. "Do you want to mix it?" he asked the child.
"Yes, please!" Jack nearly begged.
"Alright," Spencer grinned as he passed on the spoon. Of course he knew Jack would make a mess after that, but he had decided that it would be worth it. He had never been able to make messes as a child, but that didn't mean Jack shouldn't be able to.
Just as he had suspected, Jack made a huge mess. The smile on his face as he did so and the way he laughed so happily made it all worth it, though, and Spencer would be more than happy to clean up after him once they were done making the cookies.
"Did I do good?" Jack asked as he put down his spoon, obviously tired from stirring already. Of course it was no where near mixed enough, but Spencer smiled and nodded anyways. He would just mix it a bit more when Jack wasn't looking. "You did great, Jack!" Spencer praised falsely. "Your dad would be so proud!"
"Yeah!" Jack cheered from his seat, watching as Spencer took the batter away.
"I'm going to make them into balls for the pan now, okay?" Spencer asked, all the while strategically placing his body in front of the batter so Jack wouldn't see he was actually mixing it. He knew that normally 'the child' was supposed to help make the balls, but he could tell Jack was getting tired and wouldn't want to.
"Okay," Jack nodded.
"Why don't you go to the bathroom and clean up? Then we can watch a movie as we wait for the cookies to bake, alright?"
"Can we watch Finding Nemo?" Jack asked.
"Whatever you want," Spencer nodded. Jack silently cheered one more time before rushing off to the bathroom to wash his hands. Spencer quickly finished mixing the cookie dough and then made them into quick little balls on the pan. A few minutes later they were all in the oven waiting to be heated.
Wondering what was taking Jack so long Spencer took a look in the bathroom to discover him missing. He frowned before realizing that the toddler had probably taken off to the living room, waiting for him to start the movie. The young FBI agent rushed to the living to see just that, and a slight sense of relief took place of the almost panicked feeling he had moments before. "Ready to start the movie?" Spencer asked rhetorically.
"Yeah, movie!" Jack cheered as Spencer turned it on.
"I'm going to clean up a little in the kitchen, alright?"
"Okay," Jack replied distractedly. He was too excited about the movie to really care about what Spencer had to say. Spencer then walked out of the living and into the kitchen, smiling to himself.
It was going to be a good night.
