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"How was your first case back?" Tony asked as he walked in to find Spencer flopped on his couch. The younger man was still staying with him until he came off crutches. He'd been working for the NSA for the last week but this was his first day back at the BAU.
"It was okay," Spencer said frowning, then trying to be more optimistic. "It was good to have something to do."
"You don't look as happy as I'd expected. Did something happen?" Tony asked perceptively.
"It was Hotch's first case back too," Spencer replied.
"Isn't that good that your boss is well enough to return to work?" Tony asked confused.
"Yeah I'm glad he's back. He seemed really stressed though," Spencer said frowning.
"Worried about and missing his kid stressed, or PTSD stressed?" Tony asked worried.
"I'd diagnose a serious depression with suicidal risk taking more than PTSD," Spencer said thoughtfully. "He was agitated, angry and emotional, then he took his vest off today and approached a mentally disturbed unsub all alone."
"Did someone speak to him about it?" Tony asked.
"Morgan did, though it was more yelling than speaking. I don't think it did any good. The tension on the jet on the way home was almost palpable, Emily and Rossi are bending over backwards trying to support Hotch and Morgan's watching every move just waiting for him to crack," Spencer replied.
"You be careful Spence, working for a suicidal boss is dangerous as hell and your job's hazardous enough, you don't need the added risk," Tony said alarmed.
"Did they throw a welcome back party for the two of you?" Tony asked inadvertently hitting another nerve.
"Garcia baked his favourite cookies for Hotch," Spencer said frowning.
"Were they good? Did you save me one?" Tony asked outrageously, grinning to let the younger man know he was teasing.
"I don't know, she didn't let me have any," Spencer said. "I'm starting to think about asking to switch teams."
"Changing departments? Where would you go? You said your job as a profiler was the best use of your brain," Tony asked, he wished he could offer the genius a position at NCIS but his range of knowledge would be wasted there, though his language abilities would be useful in one of the European offices.
"There's a sabbatical leave TAD position coming up on Garrett's international response team. I thought about applying to be seconded there. It will piss off the NSA but it'd be a great experience," Spencer replied.
"And what will you do when the person comes back?" Tony asked.
"I don't know. Maybe by then, I'll have a little more distance and can work with my team without getting too attached again," Spencer said hopefully. "I can't go unless Foyet's caught though. I couldn't abandon Hotch like that."
"Does that mean you don't want to look at the condo on the weekend?" Tony asked.
"Garrett's team work out of Quantico too, though they're away longer per case they also average more days at home between cases, so I'd still need a place to live. It would make a good investment, and the idea of owning my own home is growing on me. Your condo is so beautifully quiet. I have new neighbours who are rather too fond of the most horrendous music, some band called the Screaming Zombies and I don't think my apartment building meets the current building codes for sound insulation," Spencer said scowling at the memory of trying to sleep through the hideous noise.
Tony laughed. "I think the sound of the Screaming Zombies could get through any level of sound insulation. That's one of Abby's favourites, she plays it in the lab. You have my sympathies."
"And you have mine, to have to deal with that in close quarters at work," Spencer replied shuddering. "How on earth does she get away with it?"
"She's Gibbs' favourite," Tony said rolling his eyes.
Spencer nodded sympathetically. For all the problem he was having with his team he was glad he didn't have to work for Gibbs.
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The next day the NCIS team were on cold cases and Tony took some personal leave to collect Spencer from work to show him the condo. He could see how much Spencer's team meant to him and wanted to try to get to know them a little in the hope he would be able to help his friend through whatever had happened between them. He also wanted to remind them how real friends treated each other. He stopped at the bakery and bought a dozen of Spencer's favourite cookies to give him in front of his team mates.
"Hey Tony I thought we were meeting there?" Spencer said surprised.
"I was in the area and thought I'd save you struggling with the train with those crutches. Are you ready to go?" Tony said ignoring the rest of the team and smiling at Spencer.
"Yeah let me return these extra cases to the people they belong to and clear it with Hotch," Spencer replied slapping two files on Prentiss's desk and three on Morgan's.
"They still slipping you extra work even when you're injured. I hope they've been returning the favour by giving you a ride home since they're stopping you from leaving early enough to avoid the peak hour rush," Tony said loudly, knowing they hadn't offered. "I brought us some cookies, since you didn't get any the other day," he added as a brightly coloured woman entered the bullpen."
Spencer flushed, he knew there was no point trying to stop Tony, he would make the point he was trying to make no matter what Spencer said or wanted.
"Who are you?" Garcia asked.
"A friend of Spencer's. I had a witness interview out here and stopped to offer Spence a ride home. He's been struggling with the train with his crutches and if he doesn't get to the station before the start of peak hour he'd be stuck here until 2100 waiting for the trains to empty out enough to get a seat," Tony said.
"Why didn't he ask one of us for a ride?" Emily asked.
"Last time he rang you for help on a personal matter none of you returned his calls. He spent two weeks in traction and none of you visited him. Foyet did though, it was lucky the protection I arranged for Spencer scared him off," Tony said bluntly.
"Foyet was at the hospital, why didn't he call somebody?" Hotch asked coming down the stairs.
"Before you accuse Spencer of not informing anyone, ask your agents how many missed calls they received from him and didn't bother to return over the eighteen days he was in the hospital," Tony snapped. "My team tried to track him but he had too much of a head start by the time Abby and Tim got the CCTV footage."
"I informed Strauss officially when we spoke about my protection detail this morning, by the way Tony, you can tell your director Strauss agreed to pay the bill she sent," Spencer added to Tony.
"I'll have my team send yours the footage but Spencer went over it already, there's nothing to learn from it," Tony offered.
"Please," Hotch bit out, making an effort to be polite to this stranger his agent obviously trusted so highly. This was the friend Spencer had been staying with, he eyed him curiously wondering exactly what the relationship was between them. Reid was one of the most non-judgmental people on the planet and it wouldn't surprise him if Spencer was bisexual and it would be good for him not to be alone but the two of them weren't giving off that vibe.
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"Who the hell was that?" Morgan asked.
"I don't know?" Garcia replied. "Why?"
"Reid's friend, Tony," Emily replied. "Someone he trusts."
"NCIS," Hotch said. "What I want to know is why Reid needed to ask NCIS to arrange protection for him when he was in hospital?"
"More than he trusts us?" Garcia asked affronted, ignoring Hotch.
"He trusts us in the field. I just don't think he trusts us to be there for him anymore otherwise," JJ said.
"I thought he refused to come out with us the other night because of his knee, but it wasn't, was it?" Emily asked sadly.
"He's stopped rambling about things to us too. I was grateful for it but I never stopped to ask why?" Rossi said.
"You're his best friend. Have you met this Tony?" Morgan asked JJ.
"No. Spencer has only rung me once since the day he was shot," JJ revealed. "He rang late one night but didn't leave a message."
"What? He was talking to Hotch about having lunch with Henry the other day," Morgan said shocked.
"He did. He met Henry and Will at the zoo on Saturday while I ran errands and did the shopping," JJ said sighing.
"What happened?" Emily asked shocked.
"Spencer called me a dozen times the day he was shot. When he couldn't get hold of me he rang the house but Will and Henry were out. Then his friend arranged a protection detail to check the house and maintained the security until the FBI arrived to set up their protection. I called him and yelled at him for scaring Will and Henry and the neighbours, then hung up on him without letting him explain. I was worried that the marines would scare Henry but someone told them to tell him they were friends with Spencer. I also told him off for not coming to see Hotch. I didn't realise he'd been admitted and couldn't come. Other than the call late at night which I assume now was to warn me about Foyet trying to get to him, I didn't hear from him until he returned to work. He didn't even come by to see Henry until this weekend, I figured that he'd been to visit his Mom." JJ explained sadly.
"According to his case report he spent eighteen days in hospital, fourteen of those in traction," Hotch said severely. He frowned at everyone's reactions. "You didn't know? None of you?"
"Seriously Hotch?" Morgan asked in shock. "He didn't seem that injured."
"Two lots of surgery and fourteen days in traction. He will be on crutches and light duties for at least the next three months," Hotch replied. "He also filed a temporary change of address since he can't get up the stairs to his apartment. Instead of feeling put out that Reid has a friend he hasn't told you about you ought to be grateful that he had someone to pick up your slack when he needed it."
They all slunk away but Hotch noticed that JJ and Morgan headed towards Garcia's lair instead of back to their desks.
"And Garcia, I forbid you from doing 'a thing'. You are to leave that man strictly alone. If Reid wants to tell us about him he will. You won't re-earn his trust by hacking into his private life, and his friend does not deserve to have you messing with his credit rating because you are angry with him for being there for Reid when you chose not to be. Morgan, Prentiss you have files to finish. I expect to see them on my desk ready to sign off by 0700. If I catch you slipping Reid your work like that again I'll speak to management about also donating Reid a percentage of your salaries as well. Only fair if he's doing a quarter of your paperwork."
Morgan and Prentiss stared at Hotch in horror. "He's never minded doing the extra work, he's so much quicker than everyone else," Morgan protested.
"Which is why he is allocated nearly twice as many consults as you are already" Hotch said uncompromisingly.
"Did you ever ask him?" JJ asked.
"Well no but he would have put them back if he minded, he knows we do it, he even knew which consults came from who," Emily replied uncomfortably.
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"Where are you getting all these consults from?" Tim asked when Tony arrived back from another coffee run with new ideas or insights on a case.
"From a friend," Tony replied. "Don't worry he has more than the necessary clearance."
"Who is he and where did you meet him?" Gibbs asked suspiciously.
"Spencer is a profiler for the BAU," Tony replied. "And a certified genius. He also consults regularly for Homeland and the NSA so his clearance is better than mine, even for Navy and Marine related information." He left out that Spencer also did consults for the CIA because that would guarantee Gibbs wouldn't trust him.
"A certified genius?" Tim asked wondering how much smarter this man could be than he was. He soon found out.
"IQ of 187, graduated high school at twelve, three PhDs before he was twenty-one and has refused recruitment by the CIA every month for the last six or seven years," Tony listed, bragging about his friend.
"Wow, they really want him. He must have some serious clout to get away with turning them down like that," Ziva said.
"Where did the two of you meet?" Tim asked, wondering where Tony would meet a genius and what the two had in common to start off their friendship.
"I'm afraid that's classified above your pay grade," Tony said grinning.
"DiNozzo!" Gibbs barked.
"I'm serious boss. I met him through a case, his not ours and even your clearance isn't enough to be told about it," Tony said.
Gibbs all but dragged him into the elevator and pulled the emergency stop. "You're mine. If you're involved in something I need to know about it so I can have your back," he growled.
"I'm not involved in anything. I met him at my rehab sessions," Tony said quietly.
"For your lungs?" Gibbs asked.
"Yeah but all I really know is that his lungs were damaged similarly to mine but he didn't have the plague and whatever happened is classified 'eyes only' and is 'threaten the civilians who know even part of it with military prison if they talk' level serious and he's never going to be allowed to talk about it," Tony said, lying to protect his friend. Thankfully there was enough truth in what he said to convince Gibbs to drop it.
Gibbs just growled.
"He's one of the good guys Boss and his mind works so quickly that he's often glad for a new problem to think about, as a profiler he interprets people's actions and patterns of behaviour a little differently than we do and sometimes it's useful. Other times it just helps that he knows the most obscure information," Tony said reassuringly.
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"Why are you unwilling for me to meet your team again? Are you still worried that I'll tear them a new one for leaving you alone when you got shot?" Tony asked one night when they were out having a drink.
"You already did," Spencer reminded him. "I'm more worried about you teaming up with Morgan, he's always trying to get me to go out and meet girls too. It's torture."
"Women Spence, girls are fine for one night stands but I doubt that's what you're looking for, you need a woman not a girl to handle the stresses of dating an agent," Tony replied.
"I'm just not the sort of guy who can go up to a woman in a bar and impress her," Spencer said dejectedly.
"Then you need to try somewhere you are comfortable to be yourself," Tony suggested. "Try chatting up the next pretty girl you meet in the library or bookshop. Or maybe you need to enrol in a new degree, taking classes might be a good way to get to know girls who you have an interest in common with."
"Like I'm going to be able to keep to a class schedule with my job" Spencer scoffed.
"Spencer, you're a bona fide genius. Any college is going to be thrilled to have you studying with them. They'll make allowances for your work schedule, after all it isn't as if you're not going to be able to keep up with the work," Tony reminded him.
Spencer thought about it and started to grin, he had continued to keep up with academic advances in his multiple areas of interest and had published a couple of papers related to both his PhDs and the psychology and sociology involved in the development of serial killers and guest lectured at Georgetown but he had missed being in classes and formal learning. "I guess I could take some more classes in abnormal psychology and try to turn that degree into a PhD," he said thoughtfully.
"Hey slow down Buddy. We're primarily trying to get you laid. Are you going to meet the kind of women you're comfortable with doing that?" Tony asked amused.
"Well I'm not going to meet adult women in an undergrad degree," Spencer replied.
"You've got a point there but are you going to meet the kind of woman you want a relationship with in abnormal psychology?" Tony asked.
"I don't know. I guess at least I'd have something to talk to them about," Spencer replied.
"I don't know about you Spence but I've learned that the less I say to women about my job the better. Women get all strange about dating an agent and it seems to attract the crazies. And let's face it some of your stories about the job almost gave me nightmares."
"I might have more luck in physics subjects, I can talk to scientists without getting nervous, but I probably wouldn't learn anything useful for my job," Spencer said thoughtfully.
"Again, I'll point out, that the aim of going back to school is to get you talking to women you're comfortable with to get you a girlfriend, or at least laid, not to make you even better at a job you already excel at," Tony said amused.
"Well what sort of course do you think I should go for then?" Spencer asked.
"Well if you really want to do this then you want something you can talk easily about with confidence without rambling, or better yet a course where your rambling could be interesting and valuable to the other students. Ideally a course with at least 75% of the students being female, something like literature or history maybe. If it were me I'd pick a class on chick flicks but that wouldn't work for you," Tony said thoughtfully.
Spencer burst out laughing. "My mother's an expert in 15th century literature, she specifically loves the romantic literature from this time period. I do have a degree in literature I've never really counted. I could easily get into master level classes in literature."
"That's it Spence, play to your strengths," Tony said enthusiastically.
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"I look ridiculous!" Spencer declared looking at himself in the store mirror. He was wearing black skinny jeans as tight as they could be and an open shirt over a black wife beater. Though he had to admit that the clothes weren't as bad as the outfits Garcia tried to make him purchase last time she'd blackmailed him into going shopping with her.
"The only part of that outfit that looks ridiculous is the shoes," Tony replied.
"They're the only part of this outfit that I feel comfortable in. I can't believe people actually wear jeans this tight. I'm afraid to sit down for fear I'll cut myself in half," Spencer retorted. "I can't go out like this I look like an idiot and nobody would wear trousers like this if they're going to be spending hours sitting in a lecture theatre. I'd look like one of those stupid guys that was more interested in how they look than the lecture or anything else."
Tony still talked him into buying and wearing the outfit for the rest of the afternoon but he soon saw the problem with it. Sure, Spencer looked amazingly hot but he also looked deeply uncomfortable and increasingly twitchy. Twitchy enough to drive away any women that the tight ass in those jeans were attracting.
"You're right, you'll never pick up a decent woman in those clothes," Tony admitted defeat.
"I told you so," Spencer retorted.
"Spence, you look freaking gorgeous in those pants and nearly hot enough to make a straight man want to tap that ass," Tony said pretending to leer. "They even make your hair look fashionably non-conformist instead of just allergic to the idea of decent haircare. The problem is that you can't be comfortable in them, and you can't be confident if you're so uncomfortable. We need to find clothes that feel like your old ones but don't make you look like a college professor escaped from the last century."
Spencer laughed self-consciously. "My clothes aren't that bad, are they?"
"Spencer half the time you look like you're wearing your grandfather's clothes and the rest of the time like you bought them at the op shop, it's only when you're dressed for our physio sessions that you look like you're not trying to hide behind your clothing," Tony said perceptively.
"I was trying to look older, so strangers will take me seriously at work," Spencer replied blushing.
"I can see why you did that when you started but surely we can find a way for you to look old enough to be respected and yet still wear clothes that look a bit more fashionable and attractive," Tony replied thoughtfully.
"More shopping!" Spencer groaned.
"It won't be so bad this time. I promise to listen to how you feel about the clothes you're trying on," Tony cajoled.
Spencer groaned again but agreed to go shopping with Tony again the next time they both had the day off.
Spencer found the second shopping much more enjoyable. Tony still vetoed the clothes he thought looked too much like Spencer's current wardrobe but steered him towards well-fitting trousers and long sleeve shirts in flattering colours. Clothes Spencer could feel comfortable and confident in, both at work and in his social life.
The clothes did their job professionally, Spencer found that the local LEO's, victim's friends and family and potential witnesses were listening to him more attentively and not looking to one of the others for a second opinion unless he started to ramble too much. The extra confidence it gave him made him ramble out of nervousness less often. He still frequently got overexcited about sharing information and didn't always realise when his listeners lost interest but Tony was helping with that too by pointing out when he got too tied up with statistics and then mentioning what information about the subject he would be interested in learning.
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Spencer's colleagues quickly noticed the improvements in Spencer's wardrobe. And how he was cutting himself off mid-ramble these days.
"I think our Pretty Boy has a lady friend?" Morgan teased.
"I don't have a girlfriend," Spencer replied rolling his eyes.
"Sure, you do" Morgan pressed. "New threads, new spring in your step? What else could it be?"
"I finally feel well again. I can breathe without effort for the first time in months, my knee pain is down to a dull ache unless I overdo it and I've enrolled in a new course which I'm really looking forward to," Spencer answered, avoiding mentioning his new home which he was extremely excited about moving into the next time they had a weekend off.
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Morgan didn't believe him and ignoring Hotch's warning, convinced Garcia to snoop through his credit card records and then pull the security camera footage for the stores.
Garcia watched in shock as her Buttercream and the strange man that had come into the bullpen and made them aware of how much they'd let their youngest team mate down, laughed and teased each other. Several times the man got up in Reid's personal space, fixing his collar, tucking in his shirt, ruffling his hair. Surprisingly, Spencer didn't seem to mind, leaning into the touch and laughing at the man.
Feeling overprotective of her baby genius she quickly took a screen shot and started to run it through facial recognition.
It didn't take long for Garcia to get Tony's ID but it also set off alarms at NCIS and Tim and Abby quickly started trying to back hack Garcia's network. Garcia shut her network down just as Hotch rang for background information on the victims in their new case.
"Um Sir, that's going to take a while. If you don't mind terribly I could ask Kevin to do the searches for me," Garcia said hesitantly.
"What's going on Garcia?" Aaron demanded.
"Um I might have done a thing… and now I'm being back-hacked, I think it's coming from one of the other agencies," Garcia said nervously.
"Garcia!" Hotch said his eye twitching in irritation. "Tell me what you did."
"Um I ran facial recognition on someone and it turns out they're an NCIS agent. So then NCIS tried to get into my system to see who is looking at their agent," Garcia said.
"Did you get enough information before you were caught to know who we need to apologise to?" Hotch asked.
"Um yeah, he's Agent Anthony DiNozzo and he works here in DC," Garcia said.
"Get me the phone number for the NCIS Director," Hotch said sighing. "I don't know how much I can protect you from this?"
"What's going on?" Spencer asked.
Hotch rang the director and as soon as Spencer heard the name DiNozzo he pulled out his phone.
"DiNozzo!" Tony barked into the phone.
"Tony its Spencer. I think Garcia just hacked into your ID," Spencer said.
"What the hell Spence?" Tony said.
"Hotch is on the phone apologising to your director and mentioned your name. I suspect she's been spying on me and tried to use facial recognition to find out who I've been hanging out with," Spencer explained.
Tony burst out laughing. "Panic over Probie, it seems my friend's team is even more sticky-nosed than Abby," he said to someone in the room.
"Huh?" Tim said.
"The identity hack came from the BAU," Tony said. "They wanted to know who was hanging out with their genius."
"Please don't tell Abby that. I'll never be able to leave the house without a disguise again," Tim begged.
Tony laughed.
"You're not mad?" Spencer asked hopefully.
"Not at you, Spence," Tony reassured him. "I want to meet this Garcia though." Tony was actually glad Spencer's team cared enough to be checking up on who he spent time with, though he assumed that Spencer saw it as a sign of disrespect that they'd invade his privacy like that.
"No you don't, she's the woman with the cookies," Spencer retorted.
"Something you want to tell us Reid?" Hotch asked amused. The two had grown closer since they'd both been injured and he knew quite a lot about Reid's friendship with Tony, but he was aware the rest of the team were no longer in the genius's confidence.
"Special Agent Tony DiNozzo is a friend. I met him in rehab after I had Anthrax," Spencer said.
"And what does that have to do with Garcia hacking NCIS?" Hotch asked. "Did you ask her to investigate your friend?"
"No of course not, if I was going to have him investigated it would have been months ago before I let him pick me up from hospital and move me into his spare room so I didn't have to deal with three flights of stairs and the perpetually breaking down elevator in my building. Morgan thinks my new clothes mean I have a girlfriend. He didn't believe me when I denied it. I imagine Garcia was looking for her. I went clothes shopping with Tony so if she hacked my credit cards to find where we shopped and then the stores security footage she would have seen who I was with, then used facial recognition to find his name," Spencer explained what he thought had happened. "Problem is Tony isn't a librarian or college professor, he's an agent who does some undercover work and his identity is protected by his agency. We're in this mess because Morgan and Garcia can't keep their noses out of my personal life," he added bitterly.
"Reid's gay?" Emily exclaimed. "I don't believe it." She had caught him checking out women several times but never checking out a man.
"Neither do I," JJ replied. She like everyone else had been well aware of Reid's crush on her when he'd started at the BAU. JJ never returned the crush but she had been flattered and found it endearing.
"Let's face it, guys who are just friends don't go clothes shopping together," Morgan said, unwilling to think about his young colleague hiding something like that from them, but unable to come up with another explanation for the way Pretty Boy was acting.
"And Reid hates shopping. But look at him, he's enjoying himself," Garcia said. "They're so cute together."
"Any ideas who this guy is, and how Reid met him? We haven't had any cases with Naval or marine involvement," JJ asked.
"I don't know. Hotch actually threatened to fire me if I look into him further," Garcia said biting her lip. She was worried about Reid's new friend but still embarrassed at getting caught hacking, and Reid's reaction had actually been just as frightening as Hotch's.
"We could ask Reid?" JJ suggested.
"I don't think he'd tell us now. He's really angry at your lack of trust in him. And honestly, I can't blame him," Hotch said sternly, hiding the fact that he already knew quite a bit about Reid's friendship.
"Well I for one hope that man isn't gay and that Reid introduces us soon. He's seriously hot," Emily said watching the tape again.
Spencer heard her comment and frowned at all of them watching the footage of him at the clothing store. "He's not gay but I doubt he's going to want to meet any of you anytime soon, unless it's to give Garcia a piece of his mind," he said.
"Where'd you meet him?" Morgan asked.
"That's classified above your pay grade," Spencer declared, smugly. He'd laughed his ass off at the thought of telling them that since Tony had told him about saying that to Tim.
"What the hell does that mean?" Morgan shouted as Spencer walked away. He turned to Garcia.
"No more hacking or abusing Reid's privacy" Hotch said firmly before Garcia could say anything. "He means it when he told you their meeting is classified and you could end up in more trouble than I could get you out of. Reid regularly works for several agencies in addition to ours."
"You're probably going to have to do quite a bit of grovelling to be forgiven as it is," JJ said. "I love that boy but he can certainly hold a grudge."
"He's going to start another prank war over this," Morgan said groaning.
"Probably!" Emily said showing no sympathy. "I'd side with him if I thought he needed the help, but I'd like to stay clear of the blast zone if I can. He's barely forgiven me for not visiting him in the hospital."
"I'd like to know why he forgave you and not the rest of us," Garcia said.
"He's forgiven JJ as well," Emily said.
"I'm not so sure he has forgiven either of us, he's just more angry at you and Garcia at the moment. But if you want his forgiveness maybe you should apologise and offer to help him move," JJ suggested.
"He's finally moving back to his apartment?" Morgan asked.
"No he told Will and Henry that he's bought a condo," JJ replied. "And he really has applied to go back to school."
"Sounds like his life is changing. Do you think he's going to leave?" Emily asked.
"No but I think it's a good thing that he's finally making a life for himself outside the BAU," JJ said picking up her bag and leaving them to their thoughts.
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A/N: There is no actual mention of Hotch's first day back at work also being Spencer's first day. And just because Garcia refused to let Reid have a cookie before Hotch arrived doesn't mean she didn't share them with the whole team once they were all present. It could have happened the way I wrote it but honestly I doubt it did.
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