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Reid walked into the storage locker and did a few checks. Morgan stood back as Reid wheeled out a black Harley Davidson bike and put the stand up. Morgan stepped forward and stroked the body of the bike. "This is a beautiful bike."

"Thanks," Reid smiled. "I made some adjustments to the engine. She's got some juice. I rebuilt her. I found her battered to hell, about to get crushed and I got it for nothing. I restored her and turned her into this. She rides pretty good."

"Since when do you like rebuilding engines, bikes and cars?" Morgan asked.

"I was pretty good at rebuilding stuff before the attack but I didn't know about everything. Jake taught me the rest and I'm a quick learner. There is something calming and therapeutic about rebuilding something from its weakest point. No matter how broken it is, it can always get back to a good place. Maybe even one better. It's the same reason I'm choosing to not let what happened at that warehouse with Johnson affect me so much. I just can't go back to that place. I may not get to be an FBI agent again but I really don't want to become one again. I've got a family now and a little girl that I never want to leave. The FBI carries danger."

"What are you going to do?" Morgan wondered. "I know you have some money left but it won't last forever."

"I want to restore cars for a living," Reid smiled as he wiped the seat of the bike.

"You're a genius with an IQ of 187 and you just want to do that. Reid, you have a thirst for knowledge and you look at the world like a puzzle. One that you want to solve. You can do more than just restore cars."

"I don't want to," Reid said. "This helps me. When I rebuild something, I feel like I'm rebuilding part of myself. I can support my family, give them what they need and want and be there to raise Penny. My IQ is a blessing and a curse. I spent my entire life studying, learning and then I became an agent. I still intend to learn new things but I'm not going to look at the world that way any more. I want a simple life. One that I can control. Luna and Penny are my priority now. I need you to understand and respect my decision to take this path."

"Reid, I'm happy to support whatever you want to do in your life. You're family. We all lost you once, we don't intend to lose you again."

"Thank you, Morgan."

"So, kid. Why did you bring me here?"

Reid went into the storage locker and grabbed a key from a hook. He tossed it to Morgan. "I want you to have this."

Morgan looked at the bike, to the key and then to Reid. "I can't take this from you. You worked so hard on this."

"Luna isn't a fan of the Harley. She doesn't like the idea of me riding on it. I don't have the heart to sell it. I want you to have it. You have a secret passion for bikes, I know you do. Just treat her well. I want to keep it in the family."

"Are you sure about this?" Morgan confirmed.

"Yes," Reid laughed. "Just try not to crash her. She is a strong little bike. Why don't you give her a quick ride around the lot? I need to settle some stuff at the office any way."

"I'd love to," Morgan said as he climbed on the bike. He turned it on and revved the engine. It let out a loud roar before purring beautifully. Reid came out of the unit with a helmet and some pads. "Seriously, kid."

"I'm not getting my ass kicked by Garcia because I didn't protect your head."

Morgan took the helmet but hesitated putting it on. A question on his mind. "Reid, how many cars and bikes do you own?"

Reid smirked slightly. "That's one secret I'll keep to myself."

Luna watched happily as Spencer played near the sea with Penny. They had travelled an hour to the beach to spend the day together. The day was sunny and the sky a beautiful blue. She was in her bikini with Spencer's white shirt worn open over it. She couldn't stop looking at Spencer. He wore his black trunks and his defined and handsome body was out on show, his sunglasses creating mystery around him. Spencer swooped Penny up as a small wave came over the beach. She grabbed a towel as they came back over to her. He took it from her and wrapped it around their little girl. Penny giggled as he kissed her nose.

"Hey, does mommy get a kiss?" she smiled at him. Reid smirked and gave her a loving kiss.

They both laughed as Penny made kissing noises.

Luna leaned down and tickled her daughter. "Does that tickle?"

"Daddy to the rescue!"

Luna laughed as Spencer began to tickle her. "Spencer, that tickles. Stop!"

"As long as I hear you laughing. Never," he smirked at her.

Reid walked around Penny's room, calming her down. He slowly swayed side to side to get her to sleep. There were a few nights like this where she had to have someone rock her to sleep. She cried when he left the house sometimes. He knew that it was because she probably feared him not coming back. He heard a small rumble from her before he rubbed circles on her back.

"Shhhh, settle down. Daddy is here," he said gently. "Go to sleep."

He gently walked around the room till she fell asleep on his shoulder. He walked over to the toddler bed they had got and placed her in it. She had grown out of the crib. He tucked her in and kissed her forehead. He stared at her. "You don't know how special you are."

He turned on the nightlight and turned off the big light. He stood at the door and smiled as he saw her sleeping. "Goodnight, angel."

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