A/N: Hello again, everyone!

A shout-out to Quilter1993, fishtrek, thisisanomdeplume, and bwillia4.

Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds.

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

Reid didn't have a case, but the team had big meetings and presentations coming up, and they had to prepare for that. Then he did—and no doubt he counted eight files—before Hotch decided to call it a day and send everyone home, but he'll have three more to do. Hopefully, he can get that finished by the end of tomorrow.

Reid parked his car, walked up the pathway, and unlocked his front door. Reid sighed as he stepped into the house. Rolling his neck and massaging his slightly cramped hands, Reid set his satchel aside and locked in the security codes. Rubbing the back of his neck, Reid sniffed the air and smelled chicken and vegetables. He walked into the dining room.

"Dada!" Séraphine jumped out of her seat and ran to hug Reid. "I mis yoo verry munch today, daddy."

Reid squatted down to hug Séraphine back. "Hi, my princess. I missed you very much today, too." Kissing her head, "Where's mommy?"

"She's right here." Élise walked out of the kitchen, holding a plate of food while holding Isaac in her other. "Hey there, my handsome hubby."

Reid replied, "Hey there, my wonderful wifey." He gave her a passionate kiss. Élise gave him his dinner plate before they sat down and said their prayers. Soon he asked, "How was your day?"

"Good day," said Élise before she had a mouthful of chicken and vegetable fried rice. She gently bounced Isaac while feeding him her breastmilk in a bottle. "How about you, Spennie?"

"The team and I had to prepare for our conferences and speeches to the JCS and the DOJ in a couple of weeks," said Reid after he swallowed and sipped some water. "Mmm. Then we did paperwork." He turned his attention to Séraphine, "Do you like your dinner, Fifi?"

Séraphine babbled, "Yah! Uump." She chewed another mouthful before she burped.

"What do we say, Séraphine, when we burp?"

Séraphine blushed and covered her mouth. "Sawry. Xuse me."

Reid stroked her head. "Good girl."

Élise giggled before she looked down and stared at Isaac, "Don't you look so cute, Ziggy, drinking your dinner?"

Isaac let out a laugh, making everyone at the dinner table smile.

Reid had just finished the final page of H.G. Wells' The Time Machine when Élise walked in and closed the bedroom door behind her. Stretching her back and groaning when she did, "Oh, putting our children to sleep gets easier for us by the day, despite their quick and energetic moments."

Reid chuckled; he cuddled closer to Élise when she tucked herself under the comforters. Élise liked it. "Ooh, I love your touch. I'll never get enough of it."

"Mmm…"

Giggling, Élise grabbed her tablet from the bedside and began strolling through real estate listings in the D.C. area. "Mmm…" Élise cocked her mouth.

Reid guessed, "Still trying to find "the perfect home?"

"Yes," Élise quickly answered. She stopped strolling when she got to a certain house in the D.C. area and gasped but nodded her head and continued strolling around.

"We're going to find the right house, Lise," Reid patted her hand and kissed it.

Élise giggled again. "I know, my brainy bunny." She played with the ends of her hair. "I just want a house that can go on for generations. Maybe pass it down to our children and their children. Almost like old money."

"Old money?" Reid had to laugh. "So now we're an old-money family like the Rothschilds, Forbes, Rockerfellers, Astors, the du Ponts, or even the Roosevelts? What, should we invite the Vanderbilts and Kennedys for a weekend brunch?"

Élise sarcastically replied, "Ha-ha. Though I do have a colleague who happens to be a good friend of Anderson Cooper and Caroline Kennedy…"

"Élise…"

Élise laughed heartily. "I'm just saying it'll be nice to pass our house down to their generation."

Reid tilted his head to the side and thought about what Élise said. "That would be nice."

Élise shook her head. "Mmm-hmm." She continued strolling and clicking around until she gasped. Her mouth dropped, and she had her hand to her cheek. "No way."

"What?" Reid asked concernedly.

Élise jumped. "No way!"

"Shhh," Reid put his index finger to his mouth. "Fifi and Ziggy are asleep. You don't want to wake them up, do you?"

Élise innocently covered her mouth with her hands and whispered, "Sorry." Nevertheless, she showed Reid what was getting her so giggly and happy.

It was a stately-looking red brick colonial Georgian. It had trimmed and pruned hedges and shrubs, gray hipped roofing and dentil molding, balanced multi-pane windows flanking the paneled and pilaster black front door with a transom over it, and two window dormers.

"Wow," Reid looked impressed by the house Élise showed him. "It reminds me of the Home Alone house."

Élise could barely contain her excitement, even in her low vocal tone. "I know." She squealed and giggled again before clearing her throat and calming herself down. "I know." She clicked through the pictures. "Oh, it's so pretty. And it has everything that we need. Bedrooms, bathrooms. Oh!" She showed Reid a picture of the wood-and-oak paneled library with a fireplace. "Looky here!"

"Mmm…" Reid nodded and pursed his lips out a bit. "I like the library."

Élise knew better and smirked. "I've been with you for four years, and I know you love this library. And we're just looking at it on the screen."

Reid smirked back, and they continued looking through the Georgian estate pictures on the tablet screen. "Oh!" He stopped at a media room. "Take a look at this."

"Aw, I miss the days of going to the movies with my family," Élise reminisced childhood memories of being at the movie theaters. "It's nice, quaint, and nice, like you right now." Élise twirled Reid's shirt collar with her finger, making him giggle.

"Ooh, check this out!" Élise clicked on some pictures of the master bedroom and bathroom. "It has a sunroom, his-and-her walk-in closets, and a balcony."

Reid smirked again. "Looks nice." Reid used his finger to swipe through the rest of the pictures in the gallery before stopping at the lower level/basement. "Hey, take a look at this."

Élise looked at the au pair suite/guest bedroom and bathroom photos. "Ooh. That could be nice for family."

"Or maybe for Rose?" Reid shrugged and suggested.

Élise lifted her eyebrow when Reid suggested the au pair suite/guest bedroom and bathroom in the lower level of the house should be for Rose. "Rose? I don't know." She placed her hand on her stomach. "I'm sure she's not someone who wants to give up her independence, especially at her age, but I do get what you're saying." Élise clicked on a few more pictures before shutting the tablet off and setting it to the nightstand. She smiled. "I think we found our house."

"We still need to take a better look at the house," Reid reminded Élise before they go and buy the house.

Élise playfully scoffed. "This house has everything; room for us, our children and potential future children, family, privacy, seclusion. I'm sending Ophelia an email."

"Okay, but let's just try not to get our hopes up."

Reid and Élise managed to squeeze in an open house with Ophelia. After Rose left Séraphine and Isaac at home in her care, they drove and made their way to this long brick-paved pristine tree-lined driveway.

"Wow," Élise admired the trees they were passing by. "I'm loving this already."

"Élise…" Reid reminded Élise to tread lightly.

Élise sat still in the front passenger seat, squealing with her hands between her legs. "Sorry, brains, but I just can't contain my excitement."

Reid looked to Élise with a smirk. "We're not seeing the actually Home Alone house."

"We might as well be, at least in the D.C. metropolitan area version of it," Élise chuckled before her mouth dropped. Her eyes beamed when she and Reid approached an iron entry gate with brick piers and walls. They drove through as the gates opened and saw Ophelia when they slowly stopped at the circular driveway.

They got out of their car and greeted Ophelia. "Hello again, Ophelia."

"Hello again, you two," Ophelia greeted Reid and Élise back. "How's your weekend so far?"

Reid bowed. "We're good, thank you."

Élise's face glowed when she saw the house up close, holding her hands together tightly. "Eep! I'm so excited for you to show us this house."

Ophelia began to give some details about the house. "Now, the house is a newly constructed house; completed earlier this year by acclaimed builder Stephen Gubarev."

"I think I read about him," Élise pointed out. "I've seen some of his portfolio work on his website. I think he even built a house for some D.C. baseball star."

Ophelia nodded. "He did. Now the house sits on a little over three acres of land and is completely secured by iron gates, so you'll have absolutely and great levels of privacy, security, and tranquility. GM Security literally monitors the house with exterior security cameras and individual window alarms linked to the police department."

"You said some of my three favorite words," Élise replied with a smile.

Ophelia chuckled before she motioned her hand to her left. "Now, the guest house is two bed-and-bath, so it'll be nice for visiting family members, but we do have a guest house/au pair guest in the lower level, so…"

"That'll be great," said Reid. "That way, they don't have to worry about staying at a hotel."

Ophelia shook her head again. "Exactly. Now, let's a look inside, shall we?"

Élise took ahold of Reid's hand and cheered. "Yay!"

They walked up the five-six brick steps when Reid opened the door for the ladies and walked into the small entryway. Their jaws gaped again when Reid and Élise stared at the foyer. Ralph Lauren floral wallpapering with white molding panels and natural brass sconces. The straight staircase was with white Victorian wood balusters and dark caps to the left.

"Ooh," Élise stared at the high-level ceiling. "Total Home Alone vibes."

Ophelia replied, "Rumor has it that Mr. Gubarev was inspired by the house when he saw the movie."

"Well, the man has good taste," said Élise, nodding. "So far, I'm very impressed."

Soon, Ophelia showed them the living room before showing them the wood-and-oak paneled library. The fireplace was an antique carved oak hooded top mantel with a dark color marble base and columns.

"Wow," Reid was impressed by the library. He admired the grand bookshelves before getting to the wallpaper. "What's the wallpaper made of?"

"Leather stencil. And the cool thing is…" Ophelia answered before she walked over and gently pushed the bookshelf aside, making Reid and Élise's mouth drop again when they followed her. "The bookcase is a hidden door built leading to the media room."

"Wow," Élise liked the dark color media room.

Ophelia presented to them the screening room. "State-of-the-art advanced 4K theater system, custom luxury but comfortable loungers, a mini-bar with sink and refrigerator, a full bath and sound-absorbing walls."

"So cool."

Ophelia showed them the custom-built office, living room, and family room before getting to the gourmet chef's kitchen, equipped with everything needed for a kitchen.

"Stunning kitchen," said Élise.

"High-end and premier home appliances from the States here and in Europe with a custom hood. Beautiful hand-crafted cabinetry by Phineas Courtney." Ophelia aimed her hand at the exotic countertops and expensive wood floors. "Induestrivuble; waterproof, resistant to stains, heat, burns, mold, mildew. scratch. Plus, it's low-maintenance and easy to clean."

Reid pursed his lips out, fascinated. "I like it."

Soon, Ophelia presented them the butler pantry, hand-painted dining room, and the breakfast nook before they headed upstairs. Ophelia pointed to an elevator connected to all the floors in the house.

Now Ophelia showed them the master bedroom suite with wall-to-wall carpeting and fireplace, including an elegant sitting room, hardwood floors, crown molding, built-in bookcases, and a wood-burning fireplace with a carved marble fireplace mantle. They took a quick peck inside the sunroom before standing on the balcony overlooking the backyard.

"Wow," Élise sniffed the air. "So beautiful."

Reid stood next to her and agreed. "Yeah. It's nice."

They looked at the his-and-her walk-in closets, spa master bathroom featuring porcelain toilets, marble-tiled flooring, steam shower with built-in bench, soaking tub with jets, the other bedrooms and bathrooms on the floor, and a playroom.

Now, Ophelia presented Reid and Élise to the third floor, which had an attic bedroom and bathroom with a closet and empty but completed rooms that can be used for storage.

"This looks cute." Élise looked at the attic bedroom before peeking inside one of the storage rooms.

Reid suggested, "Maybe when the kids are older if they want to move into the attic."

Now, they were at the lower level. It had a rec room, rooms that could be used for more storage, including a finished basement, utility room, fitness room, and the au pair/guest room; hardwood floors, a small sitting area, walk-in closet, and en suite bathroom.

"This could be a good room for Rose," Élise wandered around the room. "If she wants to."

Reid nodded. "Exactly, yeah. She would have her own space, but just here."

After walking through the fully screened porch, the three were now in the backyard.

"Wow," Élise was in awe by the outdoor scenery when she stepped onto the bluestone patio next to the terrace. There was an Olympic-sized heated swimming pool with automatic cover and controls, an equipped pavilion; Élise squinted her eyes when she could see a gazebo, a small greenhouse, and a garden away.

And she did.

"I swear, this house is too perfect," Reid commented.

Ophelia smirked. "You'd be surprised by what houses can offer."

Now, Ophelia revealed the single-level cool-color palette two-bed-and-bath guest house, set with a small kitchen and living room.

"Cute and cozy," Élise wandered around the living room. "This will be great for our families whenever they stay in town."

Reid replied. "Indeed, it would."

They concluded the open house by visiting the detached garage before meeting back at the driveway.

Élise felt her body tingling with goosebumps. Staring at her hands, "Wow. Best open house yet."

Reid shoved his hands in his pocket. "I have to agree with Élise. This was the best one yet."

"Just give me the keys to the house, and we'll have a deal." Élise held her hand out and smiled.

Ophelia giggled. "Thank you. But we still have to go through some more paperwork, offer a good price and negotiations, another home inspection, mortgage, etcetera, etcetera. Plus, there are two offers on this house." Ophelia lowered her voice when she said the last sentence.

"Told you." Reid turned to Élise, causing Élise to shoot a dry look at him. His phone started vibrating; he quickly pulled it out from his pocket and looked at the message.

We have a case.

Élise looked over his shoulder, and she knew it. "Work?"

"Yup." Reid put it away and told Ophelia, "I'm sorry, but work calls for me."

Ophelia was cool. "That's okay. We can talk more about this whenever you're free."

"Absolutely." Reid and Élise bid adieu to Ophelia and rushed to the BAU.

Hotch arrived last before Garcia brought the team together on a case in Kansas City involving a murdered family, the Yamada: mother, father, older daughter, and younger brother missing.

When thinking what would cause the family to be abducted and murdered, Hotch told them to Wheels Up in 30 when another family, the Acklins, has been reported missing.

After the team discussed the two upper-middle-class families on the plane, Hotch had Reid and Blake check out the Yamada house.

But now, the Yamada son's body was found. With the information Morgan and Rossi got when checking the Acklin household and judging by the Yamada son's room, they concluded that the sons were forced out of their rooms and were used by the unsub to take control over the family.

Reid and Blake were on their way to Ravenwood Camp after Garcia discovered the families vacationed there; Blake was driving, and Reid was in the front passenger seat. Reid reached for his cell phone when he heard it vibrate.

It was some pictures of Opal playing with Séraphine and Isaac. He started laughing when Opal began licking Isaac's feet. Blake took a quick peck and smirked. "It's never easy to be away from family."

"Who are you telling?" Reid agreed as he put his phone away. He inhaled and exhaled before asking Blake, "Did you get a chance to chat with your husband?"

"Mm-hmm," Blake answered. "Now he's in South Asia."

Reid spewed a fact. "Actually, did you know that South Asia's one of the world's earliest known civilizations? And that most of their natural resources come from the land, such as grains, seeds, rice, and tea?"

"And it's one of the most linguistically diverse areas in the world," added Blake. "Even though some of those languages are dying. It's an art that should be preserved."

Blake parked the car, and she and Reid made their way to find the Ravenwood Camp owner. While he gave details on the two families, the two knew he wasn't the unsub but rather a businessman with aggressive tactics.

"I'm telling you, Maeve, it's the perfect house," said Élise to Maeve as she was on the phone with her during her lunch break. "I mean, perfect."

Maeve replied, "You mean it's the ideal house."

"Pretty much the same thing, yeah," Élise retorted. "Seriously, Maeve, the house from the outside has charm and class. And when you walk in, it's buh-bam! You have everything you could need. Plus, Spencer loves the library and office, so…"

Maeve chuckled. "You know, Bobby and I have been thinking about buying a new place ourselves for some time now."

"I can give you the number of the real estate broker Spen, and I have; perhaps send you her email. She's one of the best in D.C."

"Oh, that would be great," Maeve sighed.

The team gave the Kansas City Police Department the profile about the unsub possibly being a mid-40s man who came from a dysfunctional family and had no family himself. He stalked the families, familiarly with the dumpsites of the Yamada family, and possibly drives a minivan.

Reid quickly dashed into a small room, grabbed his phone from his pocket, dialed the first number on speed dial, and pressed the phone to his ear, waiting for the caller to answer.

"Hello?"

Reid happily replied, "Hi, my wonderful wifey!"

"Dada!" Séraphine came to the phone next.

"Hi, Fifi!" said Reid. "How is everyone?" Reid smiled when Isaac cooed over the phone.

Élise responded. "We're good. I had a good day at work, Fifi's good, and Ziggy's smiling like there's no tomorrow."

Reid sighed. "I wish I was there."

"It's okay, bunny," Élise assured. "We're always thinking about you."

"Yeah," Reid whispered before he looked through the blinds. "I have to get back to work. I love you."

"We love you, too."

"Luv, dada!"

Now Reid and Blake visited the M.E. after the body of Vanessa Hall—the Acklin son's tutor and the mistress of the Acklin father—was found.

Gathering with everyone again, they got new information about Darren Wilson—the Acklin daughter's boyfriend going missing and the Acklin mother borrowing thousands of dollars from a loan shark. The team realized that the unsub's making the family pay for their sins and using anything and anyone to do so.

Because he really knew about the family's issues.

Going back to the Yamada and Acklin household, they discovered the unsub had planted mini cameras.

She led the team to find the unsub: Arthur Rykov, a contractor who found the Yamada son.

Reid watched from afar the Acklin son reunite with the family, Darren was taken into an ambulance, and Rykov was arrested.

He felt his phone vibrating again, prompting him to get it.

He smirked when he saw a picture of Élise with Séraphine and Ziggy.

He texted them.

I'll never take any of you for granted.

Stepping out of the elevator and walking to the bullpen, the team is greeted by Garcia with fruity drinks, proclaiming her love for them and promising never to take any of them for granted.

The following morning, Reid nodded his head as he prepared breakfast for the family and got the bottle out of the fridge. He turned around when he noticed someone was coming in.

It was Élise, who was holding Séraphine's hand and carrying Isaac.

"Dada!"

Reid squatted after setting the breakfast plates down on the table, picked up Séraphine, kissed her head before getting her seated.

"Someone's in a good mood," Élise noted Reid's happy mood as she grabbed Isaac's bottle and started feeding him.

"I meant I said last night. I'm never going to you all for granted."

Élise gently placed her hand on Reid's cheek. "I love you."

They embraced in a loving kiss.