A/N: Hello again, everyone!

Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds.

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

"Hi, Jack!" Reid grinned as Jack hugged him as he was holding Séraphine in one arm. He used his other hand to take Séraphine's hand and waved to Jessica, who was in her car and on her way to work. She smiled and waved back at him before driving off. "Are you ready for a fun day?"

Jack happily shook his head. "Uh-huh." Jack wrinkled his nose and asked Reid, "Do I smell something good?"

Élise walked out of the kitchen with a spatula in her hand and a napkin in the other, opening her arms out so Jack could hug her, "Indeed you do, Jack-Jack."

Jack giggled as he hugged Élise, "Hi, Lissy!"

"Hi, little buddy." Élise crouched to his size, "I think you're starting to get taller, huh?" She chuckled as she stroked his short hair, "I made you your favorite breakfast."

Jack gasped and guessed, "Oatmeal and orange juice?"

Élise nodded her head, "Yeah-yeah." Élise gently pushes Jack into the kitchen as she turns her attention to Reid, "Go help yourself to breakfast while I get ready, kay-kay?"

Reid laughed as he taps Séraphine's nose, "I will."

Élise baby-kissed Séraphine's fingers and she and Reid began babbling together as Élise was tickling Séraphine's belly, causing them to giggle. "Keep an eye on Jack-Jack and our growing buggy-bug while I go get ready to bring the law to the bad guy."

After a three-minute shower, skincare routine, and dressed in a black pantsuit and kitten heels, Élise headed back into the kitchen and saw everyone enjoying their breakfast. Including Opal with her meat and potatoes with mixed vegetables breakfast.

"I'm off to work, people," Élise said as she caressed Opal's head. "Yes, I'll miss you, Ops."

Rocking Séraphine in his arms, "Have a good day, my love."

Reid gave Élise a peck on the lips before walking up to Jack, who was still eating his breakfast, "Aw, have a good day."

"Bye!"

While Jack spent the next couple of hours talking to Hotch on the tablet, Reid was in the living room, playing with Séraphine,

"Ahh!" Reid pulled off a funny face: crossing his eyes as he stuck out his tongue.

Séraphine tried her best to pull off a funny face, "Ohh!"

This made Reid giggle anyway.

Jack had just into the living room and joined in, "Hi, everybody."

"Hi, Jack!" Reid smiled.

Jack squatted, "Hi again, Séraphine."

Séraphine instantly smiled when she saw Jack and babbled.

"Blah!" Jack stuck his tongue. "Bah-bah!"

"Baaa…" Séraphine cutely stuck her tongue out, making Jack and Reid laugh and for Reid to capture this moment on a Polaroid.

And caught another moment of Opal licking Séraphine and Jack before nuzzling up to the two and allowing them to play with her fur.

After Élise came home from work and Séraphine had her nap, Jack wanted to teach Séraphine a classic.

"The itsy-bitsy spider went up the waterspout," Jack, in turn, touched the thumb of his left hand to the index finger of his right hand. He's teaching Séraphine the Itsy-Bitsy Spider nursery rhyme. Gasping as he took a breath, holding his hands p and wiggled his fingers down, "Down came the rain, and washed the spider out." Jack swept his hands side-to-side. "Out came the sun and dried up all the rain." Jack elevated his hands to the side to form a semicircle of the sun and wiggled his fingers upwards. "And the itsy-bitsy spider climbed up the spout again." Jack waved his open hands out and cried, "Ta-da! Jazz hands!"

Séraphine blushingly giggled, clapping her hands before she tried mimicking Jazz hands.

Reid smiled throughout as he was recording this; Élise giggled as well. As Jack was playing with Séraphine's hands, still laughing, and letting out these baby babbles,

"Do you know that sing-song games will help Séraphine build up fine motor skills and language development?" Reid explained as he adjusted her pink bow headband.

Jack picked up some colorful blocks, "What about these toys, Uncle Spence?"

"Building and stacking with also help her fine motor skills," Reid clarifies. "As well as her gross motor skills and eye-to-hand coordination; thus, help her learn about spatial relationships."

"Like Opal sleeping in the corner with a blanket over her?" Jack points to Opal napping.

"Smart boy!" Élise gave him a high-five.

Reid replied, "Exactly." He gives Jack another high-five, "Learning's fun, isn't it?"

"Yeah," Jack giggled, "Learning's fun."

"Well, it's a good thing she got so many educational toys." Élise chuckled.

Élise was in Séraphine's nursery, going over everything she needed for Séraphine's 6-12 diaper bag.

"Diapers, wipes, changing pad, a couple of adorable outfits, nursing cover, bottles, burp rag, favorite pacifier, toy, and book, snacks, and sanitizing wipes." Élise placed the list into the bag's side pocket and put it on her shoulder. "Got everything we need."

Élise turned and smiled once she saw Séraphine in her purple and pink infant floor seat, teething to Sophie the Giraffe. She needed to take a quick camera shot of this special moment before scooping Séraphine into her arms.

"Aw," Élise gushed. "I remember like it was yesterday."

Élise was in the kitchen, trying to feed Séraphine but couldn't as Séraphine starting to get even more cranky. Séraphine kept pulling on her ears and cheeks and pulling away from her bottle.

"You're drooling more than a faucet, Fees." Séraphine exhaustingly said to a getting-fussier-by-the-minute Séraphine as she tossed the napkin away after wiping her mouth down. Raising from her seat, Élise thought, "Maybe I should take your temperature or…"

As Séraphine continued to cry, Élise got a closer look into her mouth and saw something.

Gasping, Élise liberated this loud shriek, causing Reid and Jack to run into the kitchen, only to see her dancing and laughing like a giddy schoolgirl.

"OMG! OMG! OMG!" She jumped in the air.

"Élise…" Reid seemed a bit confused.

"Hallelujah!" Élise cheered. "A to the men!"

An armed Jack had a yellow plastic bat, scratched his head in perplexity, and wondered, "What the…?"

Élise exclaimed, "Take a closer look inside Séraphine's mouth."

Reid and Jack looked inside, and while Jack still seemed confused and a little grossed out, Reid's mouth dropped open, and his eyes amplified when he realized,

"Her tooth is coming in."

Élise keenly shook her head up-and-down, "Uh-huh."

"Huh?" Jack tilted his head, and his brow furrowed.

Reid explained as he takes Séraphine from Élise, who rushes out of the kitchen, "When we were born, we're born with 10 fingers and toes. But we are also born with undeveloped teeth in our jaws called tooth buds, and they're found below our gums."

"Ew." Jack squinted and wrinkled his nose. "But tell me more."

"Tooth buds become our baby teeth, and when they're ready, they push through the gums, allowing us to chew, smile, and speak. Because every baby is different, our teeth can appear between 4-to-6 months in our front mouth."

"Which also explains why she's been fussier than usual," Élise said as she reappeared with some teething toys and a digital camera. "We need to give her lots to chew on." Élise places some teethers in the freezer and pulls out one. "And we start with Sophie with Giraffe! Let me give you her, honey." Giggling, "I had a sense this day would come for a while."

"There's so much to learn about babies," Jack commented.

Reid chuckled, "You have no idea, Jack."

Reid walked into the nursery with Jack beside him and Opal following them. "So, is everybody ready?"

"Mm-mmm." Jack nodded.

"Ready, set, go." Élise pulled some of her hair away.

"Hello again, everyone!"

"Bonjour, doc," Élise and Reid were always happy to see Dr. Kelly, "How are you doing?" It wasn't long before Dr. Kelly noticed Jack. Introducing herself to him, "Oh! Who's this little charmer?"

"Jack." Reid petted Jack's hair, "He's my boss' son. He's away overseas, and his aunt is at work, so we're taking care of him."

Dr. Kelly extended her hand out, and Jack shook it with a firm grip. "Nice to meet you, Jack."

"Hi." Jack gleefully smiled.

Dr. Kelly giggled before asking, "So, how's everyone?"

"We're great," Élise answered with eagerness. "This little one is growing so much."

Dr. Kelly tickled Séraphine's tummy, causing her to titter, "I know. And she has good head control when sitting up with assisting." Dr. Kelly's jaw opened when she took a closer examination inside her mouth, "And her teeth…"

"Uh-huh." Élise bit down on her tongue, unable to contain her pleasure. "And in the next six months, she'll be one year old! Yippee!"

"I know." Dr. Kelly replied. "I'll be showing you new ways to keep her teeth clean." Whispering in Élise's ear, so Jack could not hear,

"I also recommend screening you for postpartum depression since the symptoms…"

"Yeah." Élise shook her head as she didn't need Dr. Kelly to finish that sentence. "We can do that."

Dr. Kelly clutched her clipboard to her chest, "And you also know what six months, right?"

"Baby food!" Élise played along and announced, clapping Séraphine's hands for her, "You get to eat baby food. And soon, you'll be able to eat real food."

"Yes," Dr. Kelly smiled. "I know most people start at 4 months, but the AAP says it is best to start at around 6 months."

"That's exactly what I told Élise," Reid bragged. "Isn't that right?"

Élise joked, "You are such a showoff."

Élise was still wiping her hands and cleaning the baby spoon when Reid came into the kitchen with a camera in his hands. Élise had an instant smile on her face,

"It's time." She said, holding a small pink spoon and some pureed baby food.

Reid got the camera ready, "Mm-mmm." Reid took a quick look outside the backyard and saw Jack and Opal playing. "Jack and Ops are fine."

"And we have our baby food ready." Élise presented a wide variety of pureed and mashed baby food on the counter. "I even used some of the recipes Dr. Kelly gave us."

"Homemade baby food is said to be more nutritious and tastier than processed baby food," Reid said. He adjusted the pink and purple bib Séraphine was wearing. "Not to mention it's cheaper, and we can control the ingredient and flavor freshness quality, even the preservatives, salt, and sugar that is used in processed baby food. And we'll be able to teach Séraphine about healthy eating habits." Reid got in her face, "We want you to grow up big and strong like your mommy and daddy."

Élise chuckled, "Let's just hope that she won't end up a fussy eater."

"Mm-hmm."

Élise randomly picked a small jar of pureed cooked apple. They see Séraphine coolly yet comfortably in her highchair with her head up.

"She looks interested." Reid smirked, "And eagerly ready to try solids for the first time."

"Are you ready yourself?" Élise questions as she and Reid are about to have this milestone moment with their daughter.

"I'm ready like Steven Spielberg and George Lucas creating their masterpiece movies." Reid confidently said. "Ah, memories."

"Here comes the plane, Fifi," Élise made a plane-flying sound and pretended the spoon was an airplane before placing the spoon into her mouth. "Yeah-yeah."

"And she sticks the landing!" Reid cheered when she successfully ate it. "Yeah-yeah."

Séraphine squealed as Élise asked with a smile, "Do you want another helping?"

"Okay, here comes the train," Élise attempted to feed Séraphine spinach with Reid filming. "Choo-choo. Choo-choo." She put the spoon in her mouth. "And…this train…" Her voice tone moved from happy to disappointment. "…Left the station."

"No surprise she doesn't like spinach," Reid said. "Even I don't like spinach. Unless, of course, it's creamed spinach." Reid grimaced when he said, 'creamed spinach.'

Élise replied as Séraphine played with her hanging toys and dabs Séraphine's mouth, "Like D.W. Read from the animated Arthur show. But she grew to like spinach." Élise figures, "Maybe she'll learn to love spinach."

"And since babies' taste buds continue to evolve, we'll have to try a few more times," Reid said. "But at the same time, we have to respect her likes and dislikes."

"Oh, believe me, I don't love every vegetable," Élise said. "Like celery. Unless it has peanut butter. Artichokes, not really. Turnips, yuck." She stuck her tongue out and frowned in disgust.

"I still get nauseous just thinking about chili," Reid pinched his mouth and furrowed his nose; just the thought of the Floyd Feylinn Ferell still gave him the shudders. "And pork. And fish." Reid held his hand over his mouth when he started thinking of the Canadian case and Tobias Hankel. "I cut them out of my diet, but…"

"Well, I don't eat chili anyway," Élise said. "Unless it's salmon and the occasional saltfish when I was growing up, I don't like fish. I rarely eat pork, so...don't worry about that."

Élise was thrilled to see, "Maeve!"

"Hey!" Maeve opened her arms out for Élise to hug her, which she did right away, "Nice to see you again."

"Always, Mae." Élise closed the front door and led Maeve into the living room; Maeve soon asked, "So, where's Spence?"

Élise answered, "Spencer took Jack and Opal to the park; Fifi's napping now."

"Your boss' son." Maeve recalled meeting Jack at the baby shower, "I remember him; he's just the cutest and most well-mannered boy ever."

"I know," Élise agreed as they took a seat on the couch and asked Maeve, "So, where's Bobby and BJ?"

"Oh, I let them have their father-son day at the park," Maeve said. "Plus, I wanted to see you again." Maeve soon rummages through her brown leather satchel and pulls out some papers. "So I could show you and Spence the rough drafts of my new genetics book."

Élise's mouth ajar, "No way!"

"Yes way." Maeve bobbed her head. "I just wanted your opinion on how I'm doing so far."

"We'll do that, and maybe you, Bobby, and BJ can come by tomorrow for a playdate."

"Well, it seems a bit early for playdates." Maeve pursed her lips and raised her eyebrow at Élise. "But it is good for them to have a head start for the social skills development outside the family unit."

"They'll learn how to develop, play, and socialize within their age group." Élise adds, "As well as empathize. Plus, babies like to see new faces. Also, I heard it'll help them develop a stout immune system so their bodies can learn how to fight microorganisms biologically."

Maeve cocked her head and gave Élise a promising smile before replying, "You do make a persuasive case."

"I'm not called the Silent Eliminator for nothing, M," Élise said. "Spen and I will look at the rough draft tonight and tell you what we think, okay?"

"Okay." Maeve smiled and suggested, "And since I'm here and Séraphine's napping, how about a nice 90s movie?"

"Cool!" Élise flipped through the channels and spots, "Oh, Cry-Baby's on. And it has Johnny Depp."

Maeve giggled, "You know me; I can't resist a nineties rom-com."

Élise and Reid were now in their home office, reading the first of Maeve's book draft. After five minutes, Reid said,

"I like it." Reid declared, "Especially the part on Gregor Mendel, the founding father of modern genetics science."

"It's always good to pay tribute to the founding people." Élise said, "Where would we be without them? Where would society be without them?"

"Absolutely."

Élise said, "I set up a playdate for Séraphine with BJ."

"You did?" Reid asked.

"Mm-mmm." Élise nodded her head. "It'll be good for her. Head start on her skills; socially, developmentally, and environmentally, she gets to see and meet new people. Just imagine how our lives would have been had with not met each other."

"I would not have married you, have our living Séraphine."

"Exactly." Élise winked.

"Oh, isn't that cute," Élise, along with Reid, Maeve, and Bobby, gushed at the sight of their children playing together with the colorful homemade baby dough in the backyard. "That's really pretty, Fifi." Élise was behind Séraphine, helping her pull apart some pink playdough.

"Good work, BJ," Bobby was behind his son, helping him pat down on the blue playdough and asked Reid, "How'd you come up with the playdough, Spencer?"

"I came up with a recipe for baby-safe playdough," Reid said as he helped himself to a small strawberry. "My Chemistry Ph.D. came in handy for our children's sake."

Laughter enriched the adults as their children were obvious and more interested in the play clay.

"Maybe you should start selling them," Maeve suggested. "That way, parents wouldn't have to worry about the toxicities and manufactured chemicals that are often used in modeling play clay."

Reid pouted his mouth, stroked his chin, and wrinkled his nose in the thought of Maeve's suggestion before saying, "That could be a good idea."

"Mm-mmm," Élise nodded her head, poking her finger in the yellow playdough. "It's still a good idea."

"Look, Maeve," Bobby laughed when BJ began pounding when combining the blue and green playdough. "Our boy's hard at work here. You go, little artist."

"Ah," Maeve prattled. "Maybe our boy will be a famous sculptor, like Auguste Rodin with The Thinker."

"Or Michelangelo with the David statue," Reid comments, raising his eyebrows three times.

Élise snickered and covered Séraphine's ears, "Spen!"

"Spencer!" Maeve and Bobby covered BJ's ears and stifled a laugh.

"So adorable," Élise looked over the photos of Séraphine and BJ's first playdate. "Oh! Look at this one!"

Reid laughed at the sight of Séraphine and BJ smearing each other with painting. "I have to admit, that's so adorable." Reid sees a photo of him kissing Séraphine as she smudges him with paint and has an immediate smile on his face. "Even if it took three minutes and forty-seven seconds to wash out the paint off Séraphine."

"And look at this one," Élise pointed out another photo, "BJ playing with the rattlers while Séraphine babble."

Reid joked, "Maybe BJ will grow up to be the next Bob Dylan."

"Bob Dylan." Élise giggled and let out a snort, "He could be the next Prince."

"Only time will tell," Reid said.

A/N: Just in case you're wondering, Season Seven will be coming up soon to the Profiler and the Prosecutor: Book 2! But I'll be shaking and mixing things up a bit before the premiere of "It Takes A Village." Be on the lookout!