Hey everyone, here is the next chapter for you all. Sorry for the delay but as mentioned in my other update yesterday, I haven't been very well and have been doped up with cold medicine for the last few days. I really hope you enjoy this chapter and things are going to take a dangerous turn in this chapter as you will all see. This is set in an AU so yes, I know that you all have to suspend your belief in how the social services work but let's just say they work a little differently in this universe. Enjoy and I look forward to hearing from you all.

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Morgan walked down the path of the park near his home with Spencer holding his hand. JJ was meeting him with Henry and they were going to introduce Spencer and Henry to each other, hoping that they were able to play together for a while. He looked down at Spencer and loved the outfit that Garcia had set out the night before. Spencer looked like a mini rock star. He was wearing small blue converses with a pair of jeans, a small t-shirt with the doctor who Tardis on and a small vest over the top. Morgan had a jacket for the young boy if he needed one. Spencer jumped as two dogs barked and he leaned against Morgan. "Hey, Spencer. They're on leads, they can't hurt you. We're almost at the park."

"Dogs don't like me," Spencer said before biting his lip nervously. "What if Henry doesn't like me? I've never played with someone my age."

"Really?" Morgan said.

"The other kids would bully me and called me a freak for being smart," Spencer sighed shakily.

"Henry is a wonderful little boy and I know that you two will get on well. He's very good at art. You could bond over that. I want you to have fun today and I'll be here with JJ if you need us. Garcia will be joining us a little later too. Then tonight, my mother is coming to stay for a little while. She's going to help me take care of you. I will be with you as much I can while you're in my care but I need to sort out a long term plan for us and my mother is going to help me do that. She's the best and you'll love her cooking."

"You're kind and awesome which means she raised you to be kind and awesome," Spencer smiled. "I'm looking forward to meeting her."

Morgan couldn't help but grin at Spencer's words. "She's going to love you."

They came to a park where JJ and Henry were sitting on the bench. He walked over with Spencer and watched as Henry looked at him. JJ looked to her son. "Henry, this is Spencer and he's going to be staying with Morgan from now on. He's a bit nervous and I want you to be very nice to him."

"Hello, Henry," Spencer smiled timidly. "It's nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you too," Henry grinned. "Do you play soccer?"

"No," Spencer shook his head. "No-one ever wanted to play with me."

Henry delved into a bag that JJ had brought and held a soccer ball under his arm. "Wanna play?"

"Okay," Spencer nodded before Henry took his hand and ran with him over to a clear area. Morgan and JJ watched as Henry put the ball down and kicked it to Spencer. Looking down, Spencer took a deep breath and kicked back the ball as best as he could. A smile came to his face as Henry ran to stop the ball and kicked it back. Morgan and JJ both sat down on the bench as they watched Henry and Spencer play happily. Morgan was happy to see Spencer beginning to grin and laugh as he kicked the ball.

"I told Henry that Spencer had bruises because of an accident and that he shouldn't say anything about Spencer's parents. Henry understood. He's just happy to have a new friend to play with."

"He had a nightmare last night," Morgan said. "I heard him let out a shriek and I rushed to find him crying. He said he had a nightmare about his father getting angry. William hit his own son over breaking a glass then threw him out of the house for a whole night to fend for himself. Spencer said that it happened more than once and he would go to local park and sleep in the play area. He would hide when bad men came to the park."

"He's a six year old boy and he was left alone outside to fend for himself," JJ gasped before shaking her head. "How did no-one see this earlier? It's a miracle he's still alive. I don't understand how anyone could hurt such a sweet little boy. He's having fun playing with Henry."

"He said the other kids back in Vegas would bully him and call him a freak," Morgan explained. "It takes a strong kid to survive what he's gone through."

Spencer fell over causing Morgan to rise up from the bench. He was about to rush over when Spencer climbed to his feet and waved to him. "I'm okay, Morgan."

JJ couldn't help but smile at Morgan's reaction. "I think someone has brought out your fatherly instincts."

Later that night

Morgan opened the door and brought his arms around his mother. He almost lifted her up from the floor. "I'm so happy to see you, Mom. Come in, I'll bring your bags in."

Fran entered the house as Morgan brought her bags in and put them by the door. He came up and kissed her on the cheek. "You look wonderful."

"Thank you, Derek. Oh, look at you. It's been far too long since I've seen you. Where is he? Where is the little boy that has captured your heart?" she said with excitement.

"Napping on the couch at the moment," Morgan said before walking to the living room and pointing to the couch. "He's had a busy day at the park. This is Spencer."

Fran walked over and noticed the bruises on Spencer's face. "How did these happen?"

"His father hit him and the other one is from his kidnapping. He's been through so much and I'm amazed at how strong he is for a six year old. I'll explain everything later but I don't see any reason for social services not to let him stay. I know that I'm a single man and that my job is a high risk one but I don't plan on going anywhere till I'm a very old man and all I want to do is give him a good home. A safe home."

"I will stay as long as you need me," Fran smiled at him before stroking her hand through Spencer's hair. "He's absolutely adorable."

"Morgan," Spencer moaned as he woke up. He moved away from Fran's touch suddenly and Morgan quickly knelt next to his mother.

"Hey, buddy, this is my Mom. You don't have to be scared of her. Sorry we startled you."

"I'm sorry," Spencer said as he rubbed his eyes. "I was just a little surprised."

"Hello, Spencer," Fran beamed happily. "You can call me Fran. I'm sorry if I woke you up. I heard you had a very busy day at the park today."

"I did."

"Have you had dinner yet? I'm starving and I bet I could whip up something out of my famous cookbook."

"Can I help?" he asked. "Morgan doesn't let me do anything and I really want to because he's been so nice."

"You can help me," Fran smiled. "However, how about we make it a cooking lesson? I hear you love to learn."

Spencer rose up and nodded his head quickly. "I love to learn."

"Let's go and get cooking then," Fran said before swooping him into her arms. Spencer giggled as he was rested on her hip. "Well, Spencer, I think you might be a better student than Derek here. He's very impatient when it comes it waiting for a cake to bake."

"It shouldn't smell so nice when it's baking," Morgan smirked.

Morgan watched Spencer and his mother from the table as he began planning out his time off from work. They had finished a lovely dinner and Spencer was now helping to make a cake with Fran. He noticed the way his mother smiled as Spencer stirred the cake mixture with both hands on the wooden spoon. It was no secret that his mother longed for grandchildren and Morgan knew that spending time with Spencer was making her remember how much she wanted them. Part of him wondered if he was getting ahead of himself. Was he rushing everything? CPS had still not made their inspection and he had no idea if he would be allowed to keep Spencer for a long time. William and Diana still had rights to Spencer and if Diana was able to get well again and escape her husband, Morgan knew that Spencer would want to go back to his mother. He looked down at the paperwork in front of him. He was planning Spencer's future with him in Virginia when he didn't really know how long that might last.

Diana was confused as her cell opened. "What's going on?"

"Charges against you have been dropped, Mrs Reid," the guard explained. "You're free to go. Just collect your belongings at the front desk."

Diana stepped out of her cell and was escorted to the front desk where she signed everything and collected the few belongings she had come in with. She only had one photo with her. She had given the others to Agent Hotchner to give to her son. Her heart ached as she thought about her son. She was happy that he was being cared for by Agent Morgan. Her little boy was safe and that was all that mattered. As she left the station, she began to walk down the path in the dark. She wrapped her coat around her and wondered where she was even going to go. She couldn't go home.

She yelped as a hand grabbed her upper arm and threw her into a secluded alley. Falling to the floor, she looked up to see William with one of his friends. Diana stumbled to her feet and backed away. "Get away from me, William."

"You stupid cow," William seethed. "You have lied about everything and ruined my reputation and this family. Where is Spencer?"

"He's out of your reach," Diana snapped. "I will never let you touch him again. You never cared about him. You beat him and you made him so afraid. He's safe now and you'll never see him again."

William rushed forward and delivered a brutal punch to her stomach. She fell to her knees before gasping as he grabbed her hair. "He's my son and I want him back. People don't take things away from me without my permission. I can do this all night, darling. Tell me where Spencer is and this won't need to be too unpleasant for you. I promise I'll make your punishment easy if you tell me where he is."

Diana shook her head. "Go to hell, you son of a bitch."

"Wrong answer," William growled before raising his fist.

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