A/N: Hello again, everyone!

Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds.

Because I stupidly forgot about Élise's first Mother's Day with Séraphine during Out of the Light in Book One, I was inspired to create a missing chapter along with some missing scenes. Unfortunately, I don't own Criminal Minds.

My apologies if I made any mistakes but enjoy the chapter!

This chapter takes place within Out of the Light and ends with the end of Mother's Day.

Reid was in the bullpen, reorganizing his desk for the third time since he returned to the BAU. He takes a thoroughly good look at his workspace: books neatly stacked, his papers in the drawers categorized, his computer free from any kind of dust or germs after giving it a serious cleaning, even though he rarely uses it and likes to keep it old-school.

He gave himself a single head nod in approval before realizing something was missing.

Something to make it more…

A lightbulb lit up.

Reaching into his leather satchel, he pulled out a black-framed photograph of his and Élise's families after the birth of Séraphine and placed it near his books.

He smiled to himself with pride, "Perfect."

"Aww!" He heard footsteps and voices said behind him. "Would you look at that?"

"Isn't that just sweet?" Morgan gushed and placed his hand on Reid's shoulder, smiling aside with him. "Look at you, pretty daddy. You have a little piece of home with you at work. To remind you of why what you do. And that is to make the world a better and happier place. And, of course, make you smile when things get tough."

Reid shook his head again, "Yup."

Garcia soon stood beside Morgan and spurted with overjoy; her jaw dropped. "Oh, my…I'm so proud of you, Spencer!"

Rossi grabbed ahold of Reid's head and kissed it, "Congratulazioni, papà."

"Congrats, dad." Seaver offered her kudos to Reid.

Reid could almost feel a lump in his throat, swallowing it, "Thank you, everyone."

"So, pretty smart, dad." Morgan patted down Reid's shoulders again, chuckling before asking him, "What do you plan to do for Élise's first Mother's Day?"

Reid shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know."

"Well," Rossi spoke up, fixing up his tie, "I have an idea for you. I remember when I was getting into my teens, I started cooking my Nona's signature dish, spaghetti alla carbonara."

Morgan reminisced a childhood memory, "I remember being in school, making a card in art class for my mother. Her face lit up every time I gave it to her."

"I always remember just hanging out with my mother at the park," Garcia recollected. "We would have a picnic; we'd pick out flowers." She let out a laugh, "We'd even sing. She and my stepfather were such hippies, and I was their little flower child."

Seaver recalled, "My mother and I would spend the day together; shop, get a mani-pedi, talk to each other."

"Point is, as long as Élise has you and Séraphine, that's all that matters, right?" Rossi replied.

Reid broadly smiled, "Thanks."

"Anytime." Morgan pulled him into a manly hug. "Just be lucky we're not charging you for the advice." Morgan eyed Hotch walking out of his office and into the conference roundtable room.

Seaver groaned, "Looks like we have another case."

"Let's get to it," Rossi suggested and replied to Reid, "And don't forget about your own mother. You wouldn't want her to think she doesn't matter to me."

"I have an eidetic memory," Reid reminded Rossi. "I could never forget about her, and she never forgets about me. I'm her only child."

Rossi rolled his eyes in annoyance, even though he's used to Reid's supreme intelligence and abilities.

"Good." Hotch looked down at his watch and nodded his head before grabbing his go-bag. "Let's get to North Carolina."

Reid opened the door for him, and just as he was following Hotch to the elevator, he decided to ask him, "Hey, Hotch?"

Hotch heard him about to ask him a question, "Mmm?"

"What did you do for Haley for her first Mother's Day with Jack?" Reid questioned him as he and Hotch stepped into the elevator.

Hotch heavily sighed, already thinking about what more he could have done to not only save his marriage with her but saved her from meeting her fatal fate with George 'The Reaper' Foyet. "I made it all about her and Jack. I took care of all of Jack's diapers, let her take an afternoon nap, cooked her a nice dinner, had a little home photo section. That day was all about her and Jack, so I wanted her to know she and Jack were being celebrated, that they were special, and they mattered, especially since it was their first Mother's Day. My advice to you: make the day about them." The elevator doors opened, and Hotch mentions before stepping out, "And don't forget about your own mother."

Reid snickered before stepping off.

Sheriff Montell thanked the team for their help in the Robert Bremmer case; everyone packed up their bags and headed out of the station.

"Sheriff Montell was right; the world's better off without Bremmer," Morgan replied.

"Mm-mmm," Rossi agreed. "I will drink to that once I get home and play some Tony Bennett."

"Now I know what to do for Élise's first Mother's Day," Reid commented, thinking of the advice he's been given by everyone.

Rossi wondered, "What do you plan to do?"

"Make them special." Reid winked. "Make the holiday all about them."

The night before Mother's Day…

"It's time for beddy-bye, little girl," Reid whispered to Séraphine after she's been fed and cleaned. "It's time to lay down now." Gently placing Séraphine in her crib, "Oh."

Séraphine yawned and rubbed her eyes with her tiny balled-up fists.

Reid smiled, touching one of her fists with his index finger; caressing it, he said to her, "Try and sleep through the whole night, okay? Because tomorrow's a special day for mommy. And you, of course." Reid kisses her forehead and tiptoes out of her nursery to let her sleep.

And runs into Élise, already clothed in a silk satin pink nightgown. Élise took a quick peek inside Séraphine. She can not smile at the sight of seeing Séraphine asleep.

"Oh." Élise shakingly exhaled, "Tomorrow will be my first Mother's Day with her. I can't wait."

Reid chuckled, "Wait for the surprises I have for you tomorrow." He takes her hand and kisses her palm. "I'm going to treat you and Séraphine like royalty."

Élise growled seductively as she wraps her arms around Reid's waist, "You always do."

"Still…" Reid kissed her lips. "It'll be both your day."

"Good morning, sunshine."

Élise's straight-line lips turned into a small smile when she immediately recognized Reid's soft voice. She let out a groan and blinked her eyes a few times. Wrinkling her nose before getting a whiff of what she was smelling, she looked down. She stared at the tray of food on her lap: consisting of a Belgian waffle, a slice of mixed berry French toast with cinnamon, Eggs Benedict with spinach, a tall glass of water, a mug filled with orange juice, and a small vase filled with carnations.

Élise's mouth opened; she looked up, stared at Reid's joyful face, and carried Séraphine in his arms.

"Happy Mother's Day," Reid said with his eyes sparkling and wide, bouncing Séraphine; Opal dashes into the room and licks Élise's face, causing her to giggle.

Élise could feel the happy tears coming down from her eyes. "Oh. Thank you so much." She opens her arms out, signaling Reid that she wanted to hold Séraphine. "Come to mama, baby." Élise soon began smooching Séraphine's face, causing her to yelp and squeal. "You didn't have to do all this, baby." Élise blushed as she stroked Opal's fur and made her purr.

Reid gave Élise a loving kiss on the lips, "It's your first Mother's Day." Reid kissed Séraphine's face next and tapped her nose. "As I said, this day is about you and Fifi." He points to the white mug, "Look."

Élise turned the mug, and her jaw dropped again.

It was a picture of Élise holding Séraphine and Mom Est. 2011 written in black letters.

"Oh." Élise felt a lump in her throat. Swallowing it before taking a sip of orange juice. "That's so sweet, honey." Élise reminds Reid, "But you better make sure you say Happy Mother's Day to Mama D, or she'll scratch your eyes out." Élise jokingly wagged her finger.

Reid laughed but playfully retorted, "I won't; I have an eidetic memory."

"Your daddy loves to say that," Élise whispered in Séraphine's ears.

"Yeah, Fifi," Reid said to Séraphine as he placed her painted hand on the vibrant crafted card he was making for Élise. "There you go…that's good. Good job, Fifi!" Turning Séraphine around to make her face him. "Do you think mommy will like her present?"

Séraphine yelp and wiggled her painted fingers around, getting it on Reid's face. She cutely blows a raspberry at him, which made him snicker.

"Yeah, I think so, too."

Élise began reading the poem inside the vivid card in the presence of Reid, Séraphine, and Opal.

"M is for the wonderful and joyful memories we're going to have for the rest of our lives. O is for being the most open-hearted person I've ever met. And M is the magic that has come and brought us together as one. Happy Mother's Day."

Élise fanned her eyes, feeling the tear ducts in her eyes, especially when she saw Reid's, Séraphine's signatures, even Opal's little scratch mark in the lower corner. "Oh, you all."

Reid and Élise lovingly kissed before kissing Séraphine. They could never get tired of that.

Not even Opal licking their faces.

Reid hurried to open the front door. He already had an instant smile on his face; just as he answered it,

"Mom."

Diana was clothed in a long dark dress, lightweight cardigan sweater, and her favorite handwoven straw shoulder bag. With her was a petite red-hair woman in blue scrubs.

"Spencer, baby!"

Diana rushed to hug her only child and rained attention on him. "Oh, it's so good to see you."

"Mmm," Reid was always happy to see his mother. Especially since this was a much better idea than Skype, even if he did have Dr. Norman's approval. Plus, Reid's still not much of a techie. And according to Dr. Norman himself, Diana 'didn't want to talk to her son through a video chat and look as if he's been taken by the government.'

Reid thanked Dr. Norman as he was the one who suggested that his mother visit him instead, especially with him raving about Diana's progress, how she's lately been, and believes mothers should be with their children, especially on Mother's Day.

Acknowledging the nurse, "And thank you, Laura."

Laura smiled, "Anytime, Dr. Reid."

"I'll take care of her; you go be with your family," Reid said.

"Thank you, and Happy Mother's Day." She soon left; Reid grabbed his mother's overnight bag and placed it away in the guest bedroom. Diana anxiously rubs her hands together, itching to ask,

"Oh, where are my loving daughter-in-law and granddaughter?"

"Shh," Reid placed his index finger over his lips. "They're napping right now."

"Oh," Diana lowered her voice. "Sorry, baby. Oh. I just still can't get over the fact that you're a father to a beautiful baby girl."

Reid's face glowed and chipperly said, "They are an absolute joy."

"Are you treating them well?"

Reid answered, nodding his head, "Yes, ma'am."

"Well, that's good," She soon whispered in his ear, "Because I still want some more grandchildren."

"Mom," Reid chuckled, "Élise just gave birth 10 weeks ago."

Diana corrected, "In the future. I don't want you to rush it, but I still want some more grandchildren from you, or I'll scratch your eyes out."

Reid tittered again before giving his mother another hug, "I'm just so happy you're here for Mother's Day."

Diana lightly smiled, hugging him back, "I know, baby. And Happy Mother's Day to you as well."

"Happy Mother's Day to you as well." Diana smoothly said before she panicked and began ranting, "Oh, no. Did the government capture you, Élise, and Séraphine? Because I knew it would be a matter of time before…"

"No-no!" Reid reassured her. "No. Remember what Dr. Norman told you. We agreed to Skype, so you and I can have a good Mother's Day."

"Oh," Diana began calming down. "Well, then. Forget what just happened then."

Reid chuckled; he's used to his mother's panics.

"So, what's going on with my lovely daughter-in-law and granddaughter?"

Reid's face glowed and chipperly said, "They are an absolute joy."

"Are you treating them well?" Diana sweetly asked before lowly growling, "I'll scratch your eyes out if you're not."

Reid spent the next hour and a half with his mom. He made her some food and afterward read Margery Kemp together, chatting about childhood memories and memories that made them laugh, cry, and reflect. Then some exceptional guests joined in.

"Hi!"

Élise and Séraphine walked into the living room with Opal following them and cuddled Reid's legs. Seeing them all together made Diana get teary-eyed.

"Oh, my girls." Diana immediately hugged Élise and gushes to Séraphine. "Hello again, sweetie pie. Let me hold her. I need to hold my granddaughter." Diana soothingly embraces Séraphine in her arms. "Oh. What eyes do you have? You have your daddy's eyes. You know that?"

Reid beamed at Élise.

"And you have your mommy's pretty smile." Diana widely smiled.

Élise radiated back at Reid.

For the next few hours, the four of them had a little photo section; Reid and Élise, and even Diana, took turns being the photographers and took pictures of each other. Then, Diana, Reid, Élise, and even Séraphine and Opal danced to Bob Dylan songs and watched old-school movies.

"Okay, pretty little girl," Élise tucked Séraphine into her crib and kisses her. "Time for beddy-bye. I know you can't understand me yet, but, uh…I want to thank you for giving me such a good first Mother's Day."

Séraphine sheepishly yawned and rubbed her eyes, making Élise grin. Caressing her face before kissing it again, "I love you so much."

Walking backward to leave her nursery and blows a kiss. "Sweet dreams."

Closing the door before her, she looked down and sees rose petals and a note by the door. Picking it up and reading the note:

The roses will lead the way to your destination.

Élise followed the path of the roses and noticed all the lights in the house were off. She sensed something, but it was nothing bad. If it were, Opal would be barking nonstop, but Élise noticed she was peacefully sleeping in her pen. Élise stopped where the rose petals ended, and a gasp escaped from her mouth.

It was a candlelit dinner, and Reid was dressed in a tux, holding a bouquet of carnations in his hand.

Élise felt so undressed in her silk lace nightgown, but it was her day.

"Spencer…"

Reid approached her and gave Élise her bouquet and a kiss. "It's still your day. And I wanted to surprise you with a fantastic meal." Reid pulls out her chair and gently pushes her in.

"What's for dinner?" Élise asked as she noticed the silver lids.

Removing his and Élise's lids, "Roasted chicken with fettuccine, colorful vegetable side salad, and carrot cake. And…" Reid opens a small navy-color box with yellow ribboning and pulls out a small gold necklace with Mama engraved on the pendant. Putting the necklace on for her,

"I don't tell you I love you enough." Élise shined.

Reid commented, "I already know."

They passionately kissed.

After checking in on his mother, Reid closed the bedroom door behind him. Élise looked up from her phone after receiving another text from her mother, wishing each other a Happy Mother's Day. She soon asked him, "How's Mama D?"

"She's good," Reid crawled into bed. "Still sleeping."

Élise exhausted, "Well, that's good. Thank you, God she didn't have an episode."

"I was worried about that as well," Reid bitterly admits. "I'll never stop worrying about that."

Élise placed her hand on his shoulder and consoled him, "I know. I know." Exhaling again, and wiped a tear from her eye. "My first Mother's Day went perfectly. Memories to remember."

"And speaking of remembering," Reid opened and closed the beside drawer after pulling out a multicolored handmade photo memory and giving it to her.

"Aw," Élise oozed at the photo book. "Is this a memory book?" Opening it, her mouth opened, and she gasped. "Aw. Séraphine's first photograph." Flipping the page again, "Her first bath. Her first cry. Even her first laugh."

Reid grinned, "Her first diaper changing."

"Why do I keep having these headrushes?" Élise pressed her hand to her head. "Oh, God." Closing the book, shutting and setting it on her bedside table, she looked to Reid and said,

"Thank you for this amazing Mother's Day."

Reid let out a chuckle, "Happy Mother's Day, mama."

Reid and Élise hooked in a wistful kiss.