A/N: Hello again, everyone!

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

This chapter starts a week after the previous chapter, October 18th.

"Okay, here comes the plane," Élise made plane noises while attempting to feed Séraphine mashed hard-boiled eggs. "And the sky is high, people on the fly!" She cheered just as Reid walked into the kitchen; Opal followed him from behind.

"Good morning again, my love," Reid kissed Élise's lips. "And good morning to you, my Fifi." He kissed his daughter's head.

"Ahh da da," Séraphine babbled before burping. "Aappp."

"Look at you, big girl," Élise laughed in amusement as she wiped down her mouth, "You're getting back to your already-adorable self, huh?"

Séraphine jabbered, "Yaahh,"

"Aw, you cute little girl," Reid finished pouring a cup of coffee for himself before he kissed Séraphine's forehead. Patting it down, "You had us worried about you last week."

"Oh, my girl." Élise shuttered at the thought of Séraphine with RSV and cuddled her, "Don't scare us like that again. Please."

Reid tossed his coffee cup in the nearby trashcan after stepping out of the elevator and walked into the BAU bullpen. After setting his satchel down, he gazed at the picture of him, Élise, and Séraphine before caressing it. Hearing footsteps, Reid looked up and saw Morgan slowly approaching him.

"Hey," Morgan quietly greeted him.

Reid waved back to him, "Hey."

"I'm sorry, Spencer." Morgan sighed again, "I'm sorry that I gave your number to the press and for unintentionally getting Élise and Séraphine in the middle of it. With Élise repeatedly calling you. And for making you miss the fact that Séraphine ended up in the hospital with RSV."

"Yeah," Reid nodded his head. Judging by how Morgan has his hands in his pockets, his head slightly down, the tone in his voice, and his mouth cocked to the side, Reid knew Morgan was truly remorseful for his prank. "Apology accepted."

Morgan asked with concern, "How is Séraphine?"

"She's good. And back to her old self again," Reid quietly answered. "I hope you learn something from this."

"Oh, I did, alright," Morgan knowingly assured him. "Never involve Élise and Séraphine in a prank war."

"Oh, yeah," Reid started to laugh. "By the way, how are your ears?"

Morgan massaged them. "I'm still surprised they're still attached to my head." Morgan started laughing himself before seeing Garcia huddled in the roundtable room. "Looks like we got a case."

"Mmm-hmm."

After the jet landed in St. Louis, Reid and Morgan head to Bobby Smith's house while Hotch and JJ talk to the mother at the St. Louis Police Department. Prentiss and Rossi assess the site where his mother, Marlene, claims to have dropped him off.

Morgan and Reid took a look around the house, from the mother's rather depressing bedroom to Bobby's bright and cheerful bedroom and the kitchen.

They profiled the mother; while suffering from depression, she sacrificed her needs for Bobby's needs and taught him to be self-sufficient.

"Aw," Reid adored the picture of Séraphine and Opal sleeping in the living room. "Just what I needed."

Élise giggled, "Yeah. It's never easy when you're gone. But at least you're making the world a safer place."

"Mmm-mmm." Reid nodded his head before yawning his head. "I better get going. Sleep you in my dreams?"

Élise chuckled, "As always. Much love, brain baby."

The next day, the team found the body of Bobby's mother, Marlene, and judged her corpse. By how her wrists were slashed, they concluded that she was murdered instead of another suicide attempt.

Soon the team gets news of another child abduction of a four-year-old boy taken from a park about half an hour ago, prompting Hotch to tell Morgan and Reid to head over there.

Judging from her jumpy and shaky behavior when speaking to her, Reid deduced that the mother's a drug addict going through withdrawal.

She admitted to them that she drove an hour from her neighborhood to buy Oxy and was distracted.

The team soon delivered the profile to the St. Louis Police Department about the unsub who sees themselves as a "savior" and is probably familiar with the children that he has abducted.

The team managed to find the unsub, Bobby, and his newly abducted victims, Shannon and Connie Barton, alive.

After flying back to DC, Rossi and Hotch were on their way out. Reid, Morgan, Prentiss, JJ, and Garcia began walking down the hallway. He discussed how many shoes should a woman have in her closet before discussing a man's wardrobe.

"Lisey!" Reid rushed to kiss Élise and waved to a sleeping Séraphine, resting with the pink and yellow cover in the stroller. "Hi, Fifi."

"What are you doing here?" Prentiss asked before jokingly asking her, "Are you here to give Morgan another ear-pulling?"

JJ teased, "Or give him another tongue lashing?"

Garcia pulled Morgan closer to her, "Uh-uh. You're not hurting my chocolate thunder, not this time."

"No, I'm just picking up my hubby," Élise still had a polite smile on her face. "And as much as I love to ear-pull Morgan again, I'd like to have a word with you and Cheeto Breath." Élise gestured her head to JJ. "Whom I heard was playing online Scrabble while you were in Paris hiding from Doyle. When you were supposed to be dead."

Prentiss and JJ looked at each other with guilty looks on their faces.

"Did you even realize that Doyle could have gotten a hacker and gone through our computers? He would have found you, us, Will, Henry, and Séraphine?" Élise finished that sentence with a tranquility furious pouted mouth.

"It was stupid." JJ admitted, "Even Will said it was stupid."

"Geez, ya think?" Élise sarcastically remarked. "You two better have learned something from this."

"We have," Prentiss assured Élise before protectively covering her ears. "Please don't pull our ears."

"Mmm-hmm." Élise doubted that she and everyone else gathered into the elevator. "Don't worry, I won't pull your ears." She whispered to herself, "At least not this time around."

Garcia spoke up, "BTW, Élise, how many pairs of shoes do you have?"

"About…12-15," Élise answered. "And quite a number of belts. And handbags. And outfits. Seriously, you should see the amount of money I spend on my wardrobe."

"See what I mean?" Garcia smiled. "Thank you. Exactly."

"Investing in your wardrobe is a must," Élise preached, "When you look good, you feel good, you do good, and you play good."

"A-men to that, sister." Garcia cheered.

Élise smirked.

"You like my new nightshirt?" Élise showed off Reid's Doctor Who shirt as he returned to the living room with the popcorn bowl.

Reid chuckled and gave Élise a lip kiss. "You look so…sexy."

"Me-ow," Élise purred like a cat as Red joined her on the couch. Cuddling him, "You had a rough case?"

Reid sighed, "Yeah." He couldn't help but think about how the unsub's mother was trying to commit suicide before he killed her himself. Men would instead shoot themselves or jump off buildings onto the pavement. At the same time, women are less messy, and they take pills and drown themselves.

"A mother who wants to kill herself," Élise sadly shook her head before eating a popcorn curl. "Crazy. No matter what people say about depression and suicide, it's an absolute hell to suffer from." Élise took Reid's hand and told him, "Promise me that if that ever happens, we have each other's back."

"I promise," Reid vowed before leaning in for a loving kiss.