Hello everyone, long time since I updated and I am really sorry about that. Last year was a bit of a tough year for me both physically and emotionally and I've been taking some time to get myself back into some sort of routine again and to not stress about a lot of things in my life. I didn't want to update when I was in a bad place because I knew it would show in my writing and I want to give you all the best chapters that I can. You've all been so supportive and I want to thank those who sent my messages asking about my wellbeing. I can happily report that I'm in a much better place in my life emotionally and that all stories will be updated during the week as I am just putting the final touch to them all. Enjoy and I look forward to hearing from you.

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A few weeks later

"Mom!" Spencer shouted happily as he ran across the grass and into his mother's arms.

Morgan smiled as he watched Diana kneel and sweep her son into her arms. She kissed his forehead and held Spencer close to her. Morgan came next to them but didn't disturb the wonderful moment between mother and son.

Diana brought Spencer away slightly and brushed some of his stray brown hair behind his ears. Her eyes watered as she held his cheek. "Oh, look at you. My little boy. I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you too, mommy," Spencer smiled. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, sweetie. In fact, I'm doing very well at the center. Your letters make my day though. I can't wait to hear more about what you've been up to. You have to tell me more about your friend at school. He sounds like a very nice boy," Diana said before rising up and hugging Morgan. "Thank you for bringing him here today."

"You can see him whenever you want," Morgan said gently. "Is the center being good to you?"

"They are being very helpful with my condition and they let me do things that William never let me do. It's the right place for me," she assured him before looking to Spencer and seeing the happiness in his eyes. "Just like the best place for him is with you, Morgan."

Morgan watched as Diana played chess with her son using the board they had brought with them. The chess board was one that Rossi had brought for Spencer and Rossi had delighted in seeing the joy on Spencer's face when he had given it to him. One side of the board was dedicated to wizards and other creatures while the other side was dedicated to evil skeleton beings. Spencer always chose the wizard and creature pieces as he had developed a fascination with magic tricks after reading multiple books about magic and magicians. Every day that Spencer kept smiling was a blessing to Morgan and he was determined to make sure that the young boy never went another day without smiling.

Morgan reached into his pocket as it began to buzz and looked at the number. He pressed answer and put it to his ear. "Hey, baby girl."

"How is my favorite man today?" she asked with glee lacing her voice.

"I'm fine," Morgan chuckled as he teased Garcia.

"You know who is my favorite man, he has big blue glasses and the cutest smile. Seriously, how is he? Is everything going okay?"

"Garcia, everything is going great. He's playing chess with his mother and he's been telling her about everything at school and about how all of us keep making him laugh. Diana is doing really well too. She's one hell of a strong woman to have survived what William did to her."

"Woman are strong but mothers are no match for even the incredible hulk when their children are involved. She held on for Spencer. We all know that."

Diana knew her time with Spencer was growing short and felt her heart ache as each minute passed till she would have to say goodbye. She held Spencer closer to her as they watched the other children play. Never in her life did she think that this freedom would come to her son. William had made their lives hell but they had endured and with help, had been given the chance to live their lives the way they wanted to. "Spencer, I'm sorry that I wasn't always able to protect you," she said gently before looking down at his face as it turned to hers.

"You did protect me, Mommy. I'm the one that's sorry. I couldn't stop him from hurting you," he spoke before biting his lower lip. "I know he used to hurt you really bad."

Diana held her son close to her and kissed the top of his head. "You have nothing to be sorry for. A child is supposed to be able to have a childhood and not have to protect their parents. My job, my life, is to protect you. Don't think about what he did to me because I don't. He was nothing but a small man who needed to hurt us to make himself big. I want you to make me a promise. I want you to promise me that you will live your life to the fullest, always show kindness and never look back to the dark times. The future is where you should look to see the light."

"I promise, Mommy," Spencer said as his eyes watered. He buried his head against his chest and put his small arms around her. I promise, Mommy."

Home - The next day

Morgan noticed the distant look in Spencer's eyes and the way Spencer was barely touching his food. "Spencer, what's on your mind?"

"Nothing," Spencer shrugged before biting his bottom lip.

"Spencer, I can see something is wrong. I'm always here to listen and help you. You can tell me anything," Morgan said as he tried to get Spencer to open up.

Spencer put down his fork and leaned back in his chair. "I don't know if I can keep a promise that I made to my Mom."

"What promise, kiddo?"

"I promised her that I would always show kindness and that I would never look into the bad times. I don't know if I can do that. It's hard not to remember what he did to me. What if I start to get angry and I start to become like my daddy?"

"That will never happen, Spencer," Morgan spoke. "You will never become him. You have too much of your mother's pure heart and kindness for that to ever happen. It won't happen because you have a big family around you that will always steer you to the right path and will always support you. Lastly, I'm your Papa and I know your heart. You will do only good in this world and I see you helping so many people in this world."

Spencer slid off his seat and rushed into Morgan's arms. "Thank you, Papa."

Morgan held Spencer close and kissed the top of his head. "I'll always keep you safe, kiddo. We all will."

Eight years later

Spencer didn't hear the sound of the others around him as they chanted. He was too focused on hitting the boy in front of him. The boy was two years older than him but he had managed to get the upper hand and couldn't stop himself from punching the other boy in the face as he fell to the floor.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" the other students around him chanted.

"Break it up!" a voice boomed from behind them. Spencer struggled as two strong arms grabbed his shoulders and dragged him back. He knew it was his english Teacher, Mr Bukowski, dragging him back.

"Don't you ever come near me again!" Spencer screamed, ignoring the pain of his split lip and swollen cheek. Another teacher was knelt by the boy he had been hitting and helping him up and holding a tissue to him bloody nose.

"That's enough, Spencer!" Mr Bukowski growled. "I'm going to have to call your father. This has to stop."

Morgan walked into the school and into the principal's office to see Spencer sitting in one chair with a split lip and swollen cheek. He also saw the bruised and swollen knuckles of Spencer's hand. "What happened?"

"Mr Morgan, a fight broke out today between Spencer and another student and as we both know, this isn't the first time. This is the fourth fight in two months that Spencer has been involved in."

"I'm not going to stand there and let some idiot dick get away with saying crap," Spencer snapped.

"Spencer," Morgan admonished as he met his son's eyes. "Don't be disrespectful to Principal August."

"He said things about my mother," Spencer said before gritting his jaw. "The sooner I graduate out of here, the better."

"You may be graduating Spencer in a month but this is going on your record. You're fourteen, a brilliant student and I have no doubt you have a bright future ahead of you but you cannot keep fighting, especially when you get to college and begin your studies. I see that you have a lot of anger inside of you but you have to control it if you want to complete your education."

Spencer said nothing as he painfully curled his hands into fists.

"I'm sorry about this, Principal August. I'll speak with him at home and he'll accept any punishment you give him," Morgan spoke.

"A week in detention," Principal August sighed. "The other student will be given the same. You can take him home now, Mr Morgan."

Spencer rose up from the chair and walked past Morgan without saying a word. Morgan followed after to him to outside and grabbed his arm before he could get into the car. "This has to stop. Your mother would not want you fighting."

"She's not here!" Spencer shouted. "He called her a deranged bitch and said it was my fault she died. He stole my journal and he read it. He had no right to read those words."

"It's not your fault she died," Morgan said as he tried to calm him down. "It was accident."

"Everything is my fault!" Spencer began to cry. "Her death was my fault and I hate myself."

Morgan grabbed Spencer and held him close. He wrapped his arms around Spencer and refused to let him go. "Spencer, it's okay. Just let it out. It wasn't your fault."

Morgan felt his son shake and cry in his arms. The last eight years had not been easy and Morgan was struggling to be a good father to Spencer. He wanted to make everything better for Spencer but there was no way he could bring back the one person who could do that.

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This will not turn into a Morgan and Garcia romance for those wondering. I have changed things a little from the show regarding Spencer graduating high school.