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A/N: Shout out to OneTrueAkatsuki for being the 225th reviewer for this story and also a shout out to criminalmindsrocks, fishtrek, Fashionista7, Daisyangel, and lolyncut for reviewing chapter 34.

The gym I go to, schools, city buses, and bars have all shut down until further notice while restaurants only allow ordering takeout or delivery. Aside from canceling any doctor and dentist appointments I have for the next month, I already stocked up on enough groceries to allow me to stay home for two weeks to keep myself safe. I have weaker immune system I have from being a Kawasaki Disease survivor who has a bleeding disorder called Von Willebrand's Disease, so social distancing myself is important. I hope that everyone practices social distancing and stays home like I've been doing.

I'm sad to say that because of the coronavirus, my trip to Wisconsin Dells for the 31st Annual Autism Society of Greater Wisconsin Spring Conference on April 30th has been canceled since the conference is going virtual to protect everyone.

It's November 22nd of 2010 at the beginning of this chapter and Ashley Seaver will be a year older than Spencer.


Clarissa looked at her husband as they ate breakfast with their children, "Aside from paperwork, are you doing anything special at work today?" asked Clarissa.

"One of my former instructors at the academy asked me to give a 30-minute lecture on geographical profiling to his cadets," said Spencer.

Diana gave her father a mischievous grin, "Do you think that any female cadets will hit on you, daddy? I know that you'll be teaching cadets who are now younger than you, daddy."

Ellie looked at her foster-sister, "I know that some of the single mothers of my third-grade classmates have a crush on your daddy."

Diana giggled, "A lot of single mothers from church, my ice skating team, and school crushes intensified on daddy after daddy had to spend four months getting around on crutches a year ago."

Clarissa rubbed her husband's biceps, "But every woman knows that your father belongs to me."

Spencer blushed as he shook his head.


After giving a lecture about geographical profiling to the cadets in the academy, Spencer was closing up his laptop and putting away the maps he had the cadets look at when a female cadet who had curly blonde hair and blue eyes approached him.

"I'm Cadet Juliana Moore and I enjoyed your lecture on geographical profiling," said Cadet Moore.

"Thank you," said Spencer.

"Are you single?" asked Cadet Moore.

Spencer shook his head as he held up his left hand causing Cadet Moore to see a dinged up wedding band, "I'll be celebrating my eighth wedding anniversary with my wife in eight days."

"Your 29-years-old and married for almost eight years?" asked Cadet Moore.

Spencer nodded, "I met my wife when I was 19 and married her six months before I entered the academy at 21-years-old."

A dejected Cadet Moore walked away while one of his former academy instructors Agent Fredrick Dawson walked over him.

"Another cadet hit on you?" asked Agent Dawson.

"Yes," said Spencer.

"How are those kids of yours doing?" asked Agent Dawson.

Spencer smiled, "They're doing great and Caden will be fitted for his first prosthetic leg when Clarissa, the kids, and I get back from Connecticut and New York on the second."

"Spending the twins' first birthday in New Haven?" asked Agent Dawson.

Spencer nodded, "Bridget, Evan, Ariel, and Caden all need to see the park where Clarissa and I met while New Haven decided to build a new playground at the park where I met Clarissa while they name the park Tucker Park, so they want me to cut the ribbon to open up the newly renovated park."

"That's quite the honor for you," said Agent Dawson.

"I know," said Spencer.

"What will you, your wife, and the kids be doing in New York?" asked Agent Dawson.

"Diana has been wanting to see the Rockefeller Christmas tree be lit on the day its lit for the first time in years and go ice skating on the outdoor ice skating rink, so Clarissa and I agreed that we can spend our eighth wedding anniversary in New York City," said Spencer just as his phone vibrated causing him to sigh when he saw that Rossi was back with their consultant for the case, "I have to go since my teammates and I flying to New Mexico in 30 minutes."

"Hopefully you'll be home in time for Thanksgiving," said Agent Dawson.

"I hope so too," said Spencer before he hurried out of the lecture hall.


10 minutes later Spencer approached his teammates who were talking to a woman with blonde hair as they talked about hand to hand combat.

"I was offered to be remediated from the academy, but I refused and managed to survive the physical and education," said Spencer.

Rossi looked at Ashley, "Agent Seaver, Dr. Reid," said Rossi.

Ashley looked at Spencer and noticed the gold dinged up wedding band on the youngest profiler's left ring finger, "Did you have any issues in the academy?" asked Ashley.

Spencer shook his head, "I passed all aspects of the academy with either flying colors or right in the middle since I started preparing myself for the academy when I was 19 until I entered the academy when I was 21 and a half years old."

"What about shooting?" asked Ashley.

Spencer grinned slightly, "My uncle who raised me was the best sharpshooter in Nevada and eventually Connecticut and he taught me how to shoot a gun when I was a teenager, and this past year I got a 100% on my requalifications twice and made the wall of honor."

Rossi looked at Ashley, "Reid isn't someone you want to piss off. He has done three kill shots in either the heart or right between the eyes while under duress and he is ruthless at prank wars."

"I'm an M.I.T. grad and M.I.T. grads are known to be nuclear during prank wars," said Spencer as he smirked at Rossi, "Plus you've been scared of my two oldest daughters ever since you left me in a ditch over two months after I was finally recovered from injuring my knee."

"You have kids?" asked Ashley.

Spencer nodded as he grabbed the latest photograph of him, Clarissa, and the kids from his desk and pointed at each child, "Diana will be seven on December 21st, Bridget is three, Evan is two, and Ariel and Caden will be one in six days. The girl with the chin-length bob is our eight-year-old foster-daughter Ellie," said Spencer before pointing at Clarissa, "That's my wife Clarissa. She's a pediatric nurse at Children's' National when she's not a nurse at my kids' and nephew's school."

"You have a lot of kids," said Ashley.

"I grew up as an only child while my wife of nearly eight years has two older brothers, so we agreed to have a big family together," said Spencer.

Ashley looked at Hotch, "Clarissa looks like you despite having blue eyes."

"Clarissa is my baby sister," said Hotch before he decided to get back on topic, "Agent Seaver's going to accompany us to New Mexico."

"She is?" asked Morgan.

"As a consultant," said Hotch.

"On?" asked Morgan.

"She has a unique perspective," said Rossi.

Ashley looked at Hotch and Rossi, "They don't know?" asked Ashley.

"Well, we weren't sure how you wanted to, uh…," said Rossi nervously.

Ashley looked at Spencer, Emily, and Morgan, "Seaver's not my original last name. It's my mother's maiden name. Mine used to be Beauchamp. My father is Charles Beauchamp."

Spencer instantly recognized the name as his eyes went wide, "As in the Redmond Ripper Charles Beauchamp?" asked Spencer.

Ashley nodded, "That's him."

"He killed 25 women over 10 years in rural North Dakota," said Spencer before looking at Rossi, "I think that you caught him, right, Rossi?" asked Spencer.

"Your brother-in-law was on that team, too," said Rossi.

Hotch looked at his wife, brother-in-law, and Morgan, "Based on her life experience, we were hoping that Agent Seaver might recognize something in the family dynamics inside the community that could be helpful. We have a plane waiting."

Rossi gestured to everyone to get going despite Spencer and Ashley following him while Emily and Morgan stayed back to talk to Hotch.


As they were flying to New Mexico, Spencer smiled when he saw an email pop up on his iPad causing him to grin when he saw a video causing him to pull out his earphones before he watched a video of Ariel toddling around the living room while carrying a framed photograph of him while saying 'Dada'.

After the video was over, Hotch looked at his brother-in-law, "Were you just sent a video of one of the kids?" asked Hotch.

Spencer nodded, "A video of Ariel walking around the living room while carrying a photograph of me and chanting 'Dada'."

Hotch's lips twitched up as he thought about the videos he saw of Bridget doing the same thing, "Just like Bridget did when she was a toddler."

Spencer sighed sadly, "I can't believe that I'll be celebrating Ariel's and Caden's first birthday in Connecticut in six days."

"Has Diana brought up about wanting more siblings yet?" asked Hotch.

Spencer shook his head, "Clarissa firmly told Diana that she's not going to get pregnant again until Ariel and Caden are five-years-old."

"At least being foster parents helps right now," said Hotch.

Spencer nodded, "I know," said Spencer before pulling out his wallet and looked at the last picture of him with his Aunt Ethel and Uncle Gordon on Thanksgiving of 2000, "Tomorrow on November 23rd will be the tenth anniversary of the last Thanksgiving I had with Aunt Ethel and Uncle Gordon."

"Are you going to be OK?" asked Hotch.

"I should be," said Spencer just as Ashley just left the bathroom on the jet, "but the 28th will be the both the happiest and saddest day for me too."

Ashley stopped walking and looked at Spencer, "Why would your two youngest's kids' birthday be the saddest day?" asked Ashley.

"November 28th will also be the tenth anniversary of the day my aunt and uncle who raised me from when I was four were murdered by a sibling of a man my uncle did a kill shot on. I'm lucky to survive the deaths of my aunt and uncle since I met Clarissa two days after their deaths."

"What happened to your parents?" asked Ashley.

Spencer took a breath as he started to tell Ashley about Riley Jenkins's murder and the devastating aftermath that happened after that made him vow into either becoming a police officer or an F.B.I. agent.


A few hours later, Spencer was going through the information that Garcia sent to him to print off as he listened to Garcia on his phone.

"And that is the whole kit and kaboodle on each of your 64 suspects. Nothing really stands out. They're all pretty plain," said Garcia.

Spencer thought about Detective Ruiz's eagerness, "That's pretty much the main issue we're going to have here."

"Yeah. Vanilla doesn't make your job any easier," said Garcia.

"No, it does not," agreed Spencer.

"So, um, how's it going with the agent whose father was a…? You know" asked Garcia nervously.

Spencer quickly realized who Garcia was talking about, "How'd you know that?" asked Spencer.

"I might have looked into someone's hidden background," said Garcia nervously.

Spencer shook his head as he thought about all the background checks Garcia had done on the friends he made outside of work, his godparents, his neighbors, and JJ's boyfriend before he spoke in a slightly stern tone, "One of these days you're either going to get written up, suspended, or fired for doing unauthorized background checks. The FBI already does background checks and psychological evaluations on everyone before they allow anyone to work for the FBI."

"I am not gonna let some strange new person travel with my family and not find out who they are," said Garcia.

Spencer shook his head, "Even though you are protective of us, Hotch and Rossi were the ones to ask Cadet Seaver to consult on this case and not you, Garcia," said Spencer sternly as he looked over where Ashley was working with Rossi and decided to answer Garcia's question, "Well, she seems fine."

"Does she know that you're married?" asked Garcia.

"She knows that everyone except Rossi currently has spouses and children," said Spencer before exchanging goodbyes and hung up before he focused on the papers he had printed off before he saw a curious head of security Chief of Security Harvey Brinkman watching him.

"What's all that?" asked Harvey.

"Our technical analyst ran background checks on the suspects," said Spencer.

"Oh, I could have given you that," said Harvey.

Spencer inwardly shook his head, "We typically gather our own intelligence. Our federal databases tend to have more detailed information."

"Well, how do you know they're more detailed if you haven't seen ours?" asked Harvey.

Spencer shook his head, "It's nothing personal, chief."

"It's just, you could have asked," said Harvey.

Spencer nodded as he gave the chief of security a tight smile, "Next time I will," said Spencer before he quickly walked away as he kept on looking back at Harvey as he joined Rossi and Ashley and looked at Rossi as he decided to use the voice he spoke in when his kids were sleeping, "Has anyone vetted them?" asked Spencer quietly.

Rossi nodded as he spoke quietly too, "Garcia's doing a separate check on police and security staff."

A confused Ashley looked between Spencer and Rossi, "Why?" asked Ashley quietly.

"Law enforcement and security are the kind of jobs that would attract this unsub," said Rossi quietly.

Spencer looked at Ashley, "Dennis Rader, BTK, was a compliance officer in Park City, Kansas. Kenneth Bianchi, one of the Hillside Stranglers, worked as a security guard in California and Washington. Psychopaths love official jobs and uniforms."


Seven hours later Spencer quietly entered his house and smiled when he realized that the entire house was still asleep as he looked at the grandfather clock and saw that it was 6:30 AM causing him to decide on heading to the kitchen and get a head start on making breakfast.


30 minutes later Spencer was placing plates of omelets, pancakes, turkey bacon, and scrambled eggs into the oven to keep warm and was drinking his second cup of coffee for the day when Clarissa, Diana, Bridget, Evan, Ariel, Caden, Ellie, Lucy, and Anthony entered the kitchen.

"You're home, Daddy!" cried Diana, Bridget, and Evan as they ran to their father.

"Dada!" exclaimed Ariel and Caden who were both on Clarissa's hips.

"Welcome home, Spencer," said Ellie.

Clarissa smiled at her husband, "When did you get home, Spencer?" asked Clarissa.

"30 minutes ago, so I decided to get a head start on breakfast," said Spencer.

"Is there anything you need my help with?" asked Lucy.

Spencer shook his head, "Aside from needing to pour glasses of orange juice or milk, breakfast is being kept warm in the oven."

Clarissa looked at her husband, "Did you get some sleep on the jet? Do you have to go into work today?" asked Clarissa.

"I slept during the entire flight home while I'm off until December 3rd," said Spencer.

Diana who was in her school uniform like Bridget and Ellie were looked at her father, "Do Ellie, Bridget, and I have to go to school today, daddy?" asked Diana.

"Can I please stay home with Evan, Ariel, and Caden with you, daddy?" asked Bridget.

"Can we just play hookey and stay home since Thanksgiving is two days away?" asked Ellie.

Spencer looked at his wife who was giving him her 'Hotchner glare' as her way to tell him not to say yes to the girls, "As much as I want to let you three girls play hookey today and tomorrow, you three girls only have to go to school all day today and half a day tomorrow. We're all taking an extra three days off from school or work so we can go to Connecticut and New York City to celebrate Ariel and Caden turning one, honor the tenth anniversary of my aunt Ethel's and uncle Gordon's deaths, and to celebrate your mother's and my anniversary. So you three girls can handle going to school for one and a half more days before you girls get my undivided attention for the next seven and a half days."

"Yes, sir," sighed Diana, Bridget, and Ellie.

"Now let's all sit down for breakfast together before I take the girls to school while daddy gets a few more hours of sleep," said Clarissa.

A few minutes later the Reid family, Lucy, and Anthony were gathered around the breakfast nook eating breakfast talking about how Diana's, Bridget's, and Ellie's day at school went before.


An hour later a freshly showered Spencer was climbing into bed so he could get a few more hours of sleep before he would play with his three youngest children and help Lucy and Anthony with household chores, running to the grocery store, and yard work.


A/N: The next chapter will be both a sad and happy chapter when it comes to celebrating Thanksgiving and two different 10-year anniversaries.