Paige's practice session that afternoon went smoothly, with Coach Betty giving her and the other skaters useful advice on how to handle skating at an unfamiliar rink. Afterwards, following dinner and homework (Reid being the designated 'homework checker'), she spent the rest of the evening on the floor of Hotch and Rossi's hotel suite playing an ever increasingly complicated card game with Morgan, JJ, and Reid.

"You can't do that!" one or the other of the players would complain with a smile. And, the rules of the game would again be changed to accommodate the latest twist.

Early the next morning Laurel drove Paige over to the rink for her second practice session. When they returned to the hotel, Hotch was waiting in the lobby.

"There you are!" he exclaimed when he saw them come through the door. "You should have called me. I would have driven you over."

"At that hour of the morning?" Laurel exclaimed. "You need your rest. How often do you get a day off?"

"About as often as you do," he replied with a smile as he moved so that he was standing very close to her. "And, now, if you two ladies will allow me to take you to breakfast?" He smiled at Paige as he reached over to grasp Laurel's hand.

"Good Morning – Good Morning!" Garcia bustled off the elevator and across the lobby. "Everyone ready for breakfast?"

Hotch noted with dismay that she was accompanied by Morgan and Blake.

"Aunt Penelope!" Paige cheered. "I wore my new practice dress this morning and Mrs. Larson told me how pretty it was." She pirouetted to better show off the dress she was wearing.

"Jade's mom," Laurel clarified. "She was very impressed and I think she is going to ask you if you'll make a dress for Jade."

"My second career," Garcia chortled. "Dressmaker to the ice skating stars. I like the sound of that!"

"Where is Dr. Reid?" Paige questioned. "I want to tell him about the spins I did this morning. He didn't get to see them."

"I think Pretty Boy is on his way down," Morgan volunteered. "He was in the shower when I left the room."

"Well, we'll make sure there is room for him at the breakfast table," Laurel promised. "Everybody ready? Let's go in."

If anyone noticed that she and Hotch were holding hands, they didn't mention it. Morgan did, however, smirk as he watched Hotch pull out a chair and make sure that Laurel was seated next to him at the table.