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Élise began waking up; she blinked her eyes a few times before she widened them open. She yawned as she rose and began to stretch, especially her back. She took out her black silk wrap and slightly took her hair out.

Someone knocked on the bedroom door a few times before they opened it.

"Good morning, my love."

Reid walked in happily with a breakfast tray and gently set it down on Élise's lap.

"Good morning, penguin." Élise puckered up for Reid to kiss her and smiled when he left a peck. She looked down at her breakfast tray. "Ooh! What do we have here?"

One by one, Reid lifted a steel silver cover. "A leafy green and cruciferous vegetable salad with quinoa, seeds, sugar-free Greek yogurt with chia seeds and berries, and a 17 ounces glass of fortified orange juice. A high-fiber, Vitamin K and C, Iron, and Calcium-rich breakfast."

"Yummy." Élise rubbed her hands before looking down at her almost 29 weeks belly. "You're always in for a meal fit for a King, my son."

Reid adjusted the plates for her and said, "You slept on your left side?" Reid ran his fingers through her hair.

"Absolutely," Élise answered. "I still remember that sleeping on the left side is the best position to sleep during the third trimester."

"Mama!" Séraphine dashed into the room with Opal behind her.

Élise giggled as Reid lifted Séraphine and placed beside Élise on the bed. "How are you this morning, my good girl?"

"Gah!" Séraphine prattled.

Élise placed her arm around her and asked, "Did you help daddy make this breakfast for me?"

"Yea!" Séraphine giggled.

"Oh," Élise was touched by the gesture and kissed Séraphine's head. "Mommy loves you so much." She lightly patted her belly. "And so does your little brother."

"Lav ya, bro." Séraphine gabbed as she talked to her mother's belly.

Reid chuckled as he walked over to the other bedside and picked up Séraphine. "Come on, you. Let's have mommy have her breakfast."

"By, mama!" Séraphine flapped to Élise.

Élise waved back to her and began enjoying her breakfast while researching what to wear for Anna and Nathan's upcoming wedding.

Élise spent the rest of the morning and half of the afternoon in bed catching up on some paperwork.

The same with Reid. He spent some time catching up on his work in his office while researching the potential baby names he and Élise want to name their unborn son.

Now, they were getting ready for the upcoming baby shower in the next few minutes.

Élise walked out of the bedroom bathroom, dressed in a scarlet red floral wrap dress and her favorite white Chanel flats.

Reid was casually dressed in a short-sleeve polo shirt, khakis, and Converses.

"Oh," Élise could feel her knees getting weak, and she knew for a fact that it wasn't her pregnancy symptoms and blushed like a fresh flower blooming. "I love seeing you in short sleeves." Élise pitched Reid's toned biceps. "Oh. Those exercises you're doing with me…ooh-la-la."

Reid flexed his biceps. "Why, thank you. Of course, I had some help from you."

Élise licked her teeth and giggled before pecking his lips. She looked at her phone. "Oh! We better get going." Élise grabbed Reid by his waist and pulled him out of the bedroom to the great room, where they saw Séraphine playing with Opal and Rose set up the room with snacks and games for the baby shower.

"Ooh, I can't wait for this baby shower," Élise helped herself to a small and rectangular-shaped cream cheese and cucumber tea sandwich. "Even though this is not our first rodeo having a baby shower."

Rose placed the two diaper cakes, the edible and nonedible cakes, in the center of the room. "I love baby showers."

The guests: from the team and their family members to Élise's associates, Bobby, Maeve, and BJ, arrived for the baby shower.

An hour passed, and they had snacks, chatted, and played games such as baby food taste test, do-it-yourself baby onesies, name the song Élise was playing on her belly.

Now it was time for the gifts, and so far, from their families in Las Vegas and New Jersey, Reid and Élise received blankets, books, toys including Sophie the Giraffe, an instant pot bundle, gift cards.

"Oh, what a big gift!" Reid and Élise are handed a giant gift basket containing baby care products.

"Certified organic and natural ingredients," Garcia explained her gift cheerfully. "Not to mention it's non-toxic-and-GMO, cruelty-, gluten-, dairy-, and soy-free, vegan-and-eco-friendly, including the materials and recyclable plastic-free packaging."

Élise laughed, "You're such an angel, Lady G."

Garcia made a halo with her hands and smiled to herself.

"That's my baby girl," Morgan gave Garcia a peck before presenting his gift.

Reid nodded his head in gratitude and took a look at the blue wicker basket Morgan had just given him. "Mmm. Personalized sleeping masks. Exfoliation scrubs. Healing boxes. And…" Reid grimaced his face when he picked a large bottle. "Non-alcoholic wine."

Morgan lifted his shoulders and smirked. "It's the thought that counts."

Élise coxed the bottle from Reid's hand and said, "Aw. Well, that's so sweet, Derek."

"You can use it tonight," Morgan began laughing.

After the baby shower, the Bastien-Reid family cooked and ate whole-grain pasta with a leafy salad, nuts and seeds, and gelato for dinner.

Everyone got ready for bed.

Reid looked at his cell phone, only to see a text message alert from Hotch. He clicked on the text message.

WE NEED TO GET TO CHICAGO TO HELP MORGAN; HE HAS A CASE FOR US THERE INVOLVING HIS FAMILY. MORE WILL BE EXPLAINED ON THE WAY.

Reid put his cell phone away in his pants pocket. He saw Élise walking out of the bedroom. She was dressed in her favorite black turtleneck maternity dress and boots. Élise rolled out her Goyard luggage and had her phone in her other hand. "Going somewhere?" Reid asked.

"An associate in Chicago asked for my help," Élise explained before flirtatiously asking him. "Might if Séraphine and I join you guys on the plane?"

Reid snickered and pecked Élise's lips, "Of course."

Élise looked at her phone and suggested, "Want to get Séraphine ready?"

"Let's go do that."

After Reid and Élise woke up Séraphine, they made her breakfast, got her dressed and her bag packed.

Locking the house up, they dropped off Opal at Rose's place and drove to the airport where they met up with the team and boarded onto the jet to Chicago.

On the way to Chicago, while Élise and Séraphine sat away from everyone else, the team discussed a personal case for Morgan.

His cousin, Cindi, was forced to flee Chicago eight years ago due to a stalker, John Hitchens. She was never heard again after contacting her family from Charleston. Two weeks later, Hitchens committed suicide, but his body was never found.

His sister, Desiree, was in a car accident after seeing her with an unidentified driver.

Now the team has to look deeper into Hitchens' suicide and Cindi's disappearance.

After flying, Reid and Élise made a quick stop. They knocked on the front door a few times and waited for someone to open it. They finally did.

"Dr. Reid?"

Reid waved. "Hello again, Sarah."

"Sarah?" Sarah was a bit taken aback by Reid's arrival that she barely overheard someone calling for her. "Who's at the door?" Her jaw dropped, and her eyes broadened. "Dr. Reid?"

Reid waved again. "Hello again, Mrs. Morgan."

Mrs. Morgan nodded her head, and her mouth was still opening, trying to get the words out. "Wow." She barely got that word out but still kept on trying to talk. "It's been five years."

"Mmm. May we come in, please?" Reid asked politely.

Mrs. Morgan and Sarah made room and allowed them inside the apartment; Reid presented small flower bouquets to the ladies. "These are you. And sorry to hear about Desiree."

Mrs. Morgan melted, "Oh, thank you so much." Her eyes immediately darted Séraphine holding Élise's hand. "Oh! And who is this little cutie? And this pretty lady?"

"This little charmer is Séraphine." Reid patted her head. "Say hi to these nice ladies, Séraphine."

Séraphine flapped her hand, "Hi."

Reid chuckled before introducing Élise to Mrs. Morgan and Sarah. "And this is my wife, Élise Bastien."

Élise shook their hands. "Nice to meet you, ladies."

"Pleasure to meet you as well. And congrats on the pregnancy." Sarah smiled. "Boy or girl?"

"Boy."

"I remember when we met you the first time," Sarah had a flashback of a young mid-twenties Reid wearing browline glasses and eating a big slice of her mother's birthday cake. He even blushed when she told him Morgan talked about him to them. "And look at you now."

"I bet he was a real cutie," Élise squealed and pinched his cheeks, making his giggle. She cleared her throat, and her tone became serious. "We came back to help out Derek, and I have to help out an associate here."

"Oh," Mrs. Morgan fiddled with her fingers. "Well…I guess you'll need someone to watch this cute little girl while you two have to work, huh?"

Reid and Élise knew Mrs. Morgan was being coy and wanted to watch Séraphine. "May you?"

Mrs. Morgan looked away and blushed. "I'd be delighted."

Élise cupped her hands together and rushed to hug Mrs. Morgan and Sarah. "Oh, thank you so much, Mrs. Morgan."

While Élise headed to the Chicago FBI office, Reid headed to the Chicago P.D. and helped the team.

Hotch had Reid and Prentiss look at Hitchens' photographic background while JJ and Rossi went to the gun dealer who sold the gun Hitchens used to kill himself.

The team got a name.

Malcolm Ford.

They figured out Malcolm was Cindi's real stalker, especially with the evidence of assault and harassment charges and credit card purchases for black and photographic equipment to back it up.

They also concluded Malcolm killed Hitchens and set up his death as suicide.

Garcia set the team his address, and Morgan, Reid, JJ, and Detective Palmer made their way to his house.

Only he wasn't there.

But a woman also lived here, thinking it was Cindi.

And found burnt documents.

"Thank you again for helping me with this case," Donna Wilson expressed her gratitude. "I knew he crossed stateliness from Illinois to Virginia; I had to call you." She began organizing the files Élise gave her a criminal crossing stateliness.

Élise replied, pulling out her cell phone. "You know I'm always eager to help, especially when a criminal crosses stateliness. Plus, I always wanted to see Chicago, so…" Sighing. "I better make use of my time flying before the end of my pregnancy."

"You have a phone call to make?" Donna packed her briefcase.

Élise nodded her head, "Yeah. Sorry, excuse me." She walked out of Donna's office and quickly found a bathroom. Locking herself in one of the clean stalls, she pressed the phone to her ear.

The caller answered after the second ring. "Hello?"

"Hi, Mrs. Morgan," replied Élise with a smile. "How's everything?"

Mrs. Morgan giggled. "Séraphine's taking my mind off of what's happening with Desiree. She's a wonderful joy. She's napping right now."

"Is she behaving herself?" Élise asked.

Mrs. Morgan assured Élise. "Oh, she's an absolute angel."

"Well, okay. I just wanted to see how everything was." Élise reassured Mrs. Morgan back.

They were still at the house. Reid immediately knew Morgan was containing his rage and anger he would give Malcolm when he saw him for the first time, especially when Detective Palmer found a headbox.

But Reid knew they needed to deliver the profile after finding chilling but vital evidence of what Malcolm was doing to Cindi.

While Morgan talked to his Aunt Yvonne, the team delivered the profile to the Chicago P.D. about Malcolm Ford, Cindi possibly being a Stockholm Syndrome victim, and The Company ring.

And the burnt documentation that they found was a slave contract.

"Hello?"

Reid whispered happily, "Hello, my love." He needed to hear from her. "How are you?"

"I'm good, love." Élise giggled, "How's the case?"

"Let's just say I definitely do not want to be this unsub when Morgan finally gets his hands on him," said Reid with amusement. "According to Rossi, the unsub, Malcolm Ford, grinned like a Cheshire cat, and Morgan would have killed him and blow his brains out right on the spot and not give a damn." Reid covered his mouth when he realized he swore. "Sorry."

"Oh, you're so cute." Élise giggled again. "And as much as I love to watch that beatdown and give this unsub a piece of my mind, I'm going to go pick up Fifi from Mama Morgan's place after I finish up and head to our hotel. I booked us a luxury residence at the Four Seasons Hotel Chicago. Did you know they filmed the pool scene there in Home Alone 2: Lost in New York?"

Reid giggled and fanned himself to get rid of the light red blush on his face. "Maybe we can stay in Chicago for a couple of days after this case?"

"I think that would be a great idea."

Reid agreed before he looked over his shoulder. "I better get back. I love you and Fifi."

"We love you, too."

Reid and Prentiss tried to question Cindi—who really is alive—with her attorney she retained on Malcolm Ford's behalf, Larry Stiles, but to no avail.

After that, Reid, Prentiss, and JJ stared—and profiled—Malcolm and Cindi; how they hugged and even kissed.

Morgan continued thinking back to how Cindi stole a microwavable cup of Chef Boyardee and cooked dinner for "him."

They concluded that "him" was actually the child Malcolm and Cindi have together, but Malcolm uses the child to keep Cindi in line.

"Mama!" Séraphine's eyes beamed Élise when she first saw Élise enter the apartment.

Élise's mouth formed a grin, and she waved back, making her way to the small dining table in the corner. "Hey. How was mommy's little angel?"

"She was a good girl." Mrs. Morgan answered for her with a smile. "And you're just in time for dessert." She steadily placed the silver tray on the table. "Peace cobbler."

Élise took a seat, "Ooh. I love me some peach cobbler."

The three sat down and enjoyed the peach cobbler; Élise talked about how Morgan's doing back in D.C. while Fran told some childhood stories about him.

"And…ta-da!" Reid performed some magic card tricks to the children Morgan and Prentiss found when they raided the cabin. The children applauded just before some social workers came and entered the room, hoping to help however they could.

Reid excused himself and left the room before he ran into Hotch.

"Hotch." Reid was startled a bit.

Hotch shook his head. "Hey, Reid."

Reid scratched the back of his head. "Would you mind if I stay behind in Chicago? Élise insisted on staying a few days."

"Okay." Hotch accepted the offer before looking at Morgan and Garcia comforting each other after watching Cindi reunite with her family.

Arriving at the cool-color luxury residence, Reid closed the door behind him. He sprayed himself with a mini-can of Lysol and made his way to where Séraphine was sleeping in the hotel crib.

Reid watched her for twenty-seven seconds, caressing her cheeks and hair before leaving a kiss on her forehead. "Daddy loves you."

Reid walked to the bedroom suite, and Élise gently slept on her side. He wandered to her bedside and left a kiss on her forehead. Reid took a shower, changed into a purple pajama set, and crawled into bed, cuddling Élise and her belly from behind her.

"Dada!"

"Oh, my pretty princess." Reid squatted and spread his arms out when he saw Séraphine wobbled her way toward him. Hugging her with all his might. "Were you a good girl for Mrs. Morgan yesterday?"

Élise answered, taking a silver-covered foil tray out of the stainless refrigerator, placing it on the wooden four-seated rectangular table, and cutting a piece for Reid. "Oh, she was an angel."

Reid sniffed and asked, "What's that?"

"Mama Morgan's peach cobbler." Élise gave Reid a piece. "So…I missed quite a show yesterday, huh? And a loving reunion."

"Prentiss and JJ gave the unsub a little taste of his own medicine," said Reid as he picked up his fork. "And Morgan reunited his cousin Cindi with her family."

Élise giggled as she cut herself a piece, "Well, considering how Malcolm Ford crossed state lines to kidnap Cindi, committed federal stalking, and child endangerment. I'll make sure my associates here will prosecute him to the fullest extent of the law."

"You can do the same for the lawyer who knew where the children were kept?" Reid asked.

"Don't insult me, my love," Élise pecked his lips before she cut a tiny piece for Séraphine.

Reid kissed her back. "I can never insult you. Plus, I asked Hotch if I could stay behind, and he said yes."

"It's always good to take your mind off work," Élise reminded him. "Especially after what happened."

"When our boy is born, I want to take time off." Reid proposed.

Élise caressed his cheek, "Of course, penguin. I love you so much."

Séraphine babbled with a mouthful of peach cobbler, "I lav yoo to, mama n dada."

Reid and Élise kissed Séraphine's cheek before helping themselves to some of Mrs. Morgan's peach cobbler.

After Séraphine had her nap, the family strolled around Chicago, visiting museums and landmarks, shopped around The Magnificent Mile, and ate at a couple of well-known restaurants.