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Previously:

Sean bundled the kid in his blanket on the couch and put on the next DVD before collapsing on the couch beside the kid. Spencer subconsciously wiggled closer to Sean and nestled into his side. Sean smiled down at him and sighed at the kid's paleness. His forehead was still hot to the touch. Sean didn't think that dinner would be on the table.

He decided to test it.

"You hungry?" He asked. Spencer looked up shyly and shook his head. "You sure you don't want a cookie?" Sean teased.

Spencer swallowed thickly and shook his head. "No fank you," he whispered.

Sean looked over the grocery list JJ had made for him and sighed. He added ice cream and cookies to the bottom.

"Spencer," he called. Silence followed and he sighed. He grabbed the list and stuffed it haphazardly into his pocket. He stepped out of the kitchen and into the front room where the TV was blaring. The kids' show he had put on had changed to some sort of history channel and he glanced at the small child on the couch with a scowl. Spencer was curled up beneath his blue blanket with his thumb in his mouth and his bunny pressed against his face. His fingers were tangled in its ears and he stroked it softly against his cheek.

"And the substance dubbed agent orange completely eradicated the forest. Since then family's in Vietnam have been affected by birth mutations-"

Sean grabbed the remote as grotesque images of deformed children filled the screen.

"Not sure if that's appropriate," he muttered to himself and Spencer sat up and gaped at him. "Sorry buddy, that's not the sort of programme that little boys should watch," he added. Spencer huffed and folded his arms in blatant annoyance.

"But-"

Sean held up a finger and Spencer shut his mouth. Sean tried to hide his surprise and quickly cleared his throat.

"We need to go shopping," he announced. Spencer blinked up at him innocently.

"Tan I 'Tay hewe?" He asked and Sean chuckled lightly to himself.

"Sorry, little guy, but we're stuck with each other. Let's go get you in some clothes."

"I don't-"

"Spencer, the chair is still out there," Sean warned with his eyebrows raised. Spencer gulped and nodded. "Come on."

Sean carried him upstairs and set the squirming boy on his feet when they reached the top; Spencer dashed for his/Sean's room and Sean staggered after him and went to the draws to grab some clothes.

"I tan pick," Spencer insisted as he brushed past Sean into his room. Spencer turned his nose up at the mess Sean had made on his floor and he hopped over it to get to his chest of drawers. He grabbed a pair of chords, a purple stripy shirt, a navy waistcoat and a bow tie. He presented them to Sean who looked down skeptically.

"Maybe it's better if I choose..." he mused but Spencer shook his head wildly.

"No, I want these," He squeaked. Sean looked from the clothes to the kid and he sighed.

"Fine." He grabbed the hem of Spencer's pyjama top and pulled. Spencer yelped at the sudden action but raised his arms quickly to help. He grabbed the shirt and covered his chest. Sean chuckled and snatched the shirt back off him.

"I tan do it," Spencer grunted as Sean shimmed the shirt over his head.

"Sure you can, buddy, I'm just helping."

Spencer grunted as he struggled with the armholes. Eventually, Sean yanked the shirt down and straightened it out. He grabbed Spencer's pyjama pants and pulled and the boy cried out at the intrusive action.

"Top!" He yelled, covering himself with his shirt and staring wide-eyed at Sean. The older man grabbed a pair of tiny underwear that would probably fit a kitten and flung them at Spencer who missed them, but snatched them up off the bed and quickly put his hands back over his bareness. "Don't loot!" He ordered. Sean covered his eyes and turned his back. He listened with an amused grin to the huffs and grunts of Spencer getting his legs through the holes. While he waited he picked out his own clothes.

"Otay, I'm done," Spencer mumbled. Sean turned and helped the boy into his pants and waistcoat. "And the bow," Spencer demanded pointing to the navy bow tie.

"Really?" Sean asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Yes."

Spencer looked down at himself after Sean secured the endearing bow to his shirt and he nodded contentedly.

"Done?" Sean questioned sarcastically and Spencer nodded.

They got to the store and Spencer swung his legs excitedly as Sean carried him to the front of the store. He couldn't wait to get to the candy aisle.

Sean pulled a cart out, releasing Spencer's hand momentarily to yank the contraption from its counterparts.

"Ready for a ride?" Sean asked as he bent low and put his hands on his knees. Spencer squinted back at him and shivered as a chill passed over them. Not particularly, he thought, but Sean took his silence as a yes and lifted him up into the seat. Spencer looked down at the seat he was perched in and then back up at Sean who was smiling.

"Sit still: I need to send a picture of this to your parents," he said absentmindedly and Spencer shook his head suddenly.

"Noooo," he whined.

"It's just one, buddy. Smile."

Spencer stared at the camera with his eyebrows raised and a desperate look on his face. "That'll do," Sighed Sean and he pocketed the phone. As his hand reached into his pocket he felt something soft and he chuckled.

"Look who I've got," he announced, pulling Spencer's rabbit from his pocket. Spencer couldn't help the smile that spread across his face and he reached out for the stuffed animal. Sean gave it him and watched as the boy pressed it against his face. He started pushing the cart towards the entrance and out of the cold. He was about to walk through the doors when a middle-aged woman and her teenage daughter walked by and paused to coo at Spencer.

"He's so cute, mom," the girl gasped as she waved at Spencer who waved back.

"Quite the ladies man, Kiddo," Sean snickered and Spencer blushed. They both sighed inwardly as the warm air of the store hit their cold faces. Sean barely made it two feet when another set of eyes caught them. A thin, dark-skinned woman bustled over with a basket slung over her arm.

"Hey," Sean said confidently with a lopsided smile as the pretty lady stopped beside them.

"Hi, is he yours?" She asked. She reached out and stroked Spencer's cheek and the toddler giggled.

"Uh...no he's my brothers. I am on official babysitting duty," Sean admitted. The woman turned to smile at Sean.

"Really? A guy like you?"

"What do you mean 'a guy like me'?" Sean asked with a smirk, he gave a mock offended expression.

"You just don't seem the type... I mean the domestic type, like shopping and looking after kids. You look more like a bad boy," she purred and Sean swallowed thickly; Spencer noticed the sudden chemistry and he snickered into his rabbit.

"I can be both," Sean shrugged and the woman laughed.

"Why's he so dressed up?" She asked.

"I picked it!" Spencer blurted and then he shied away, covering his face with his rabbit.

"What he said," Sean laughed.

"Well, you, my darling," she said, rubbing her thumb over his cheek. "Have excellent taste."

"Fank you, ma'am," Spencer squeaked and the woman awed him. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone.

"Wanna...exchange numbers?" She asked.

"Wha?" gasped Sean

"I like guys who aren't afraid to show their other sides. I'm Gemma. And you are?" She asked passing him her phone to put his number in.

"I-I'm Sean," he stammered. He gaped down at the phone and started madly typing his number in.

"What about this little fella?"

"Oh..." Sean mumbled, sticking his tongue out as he pulled his phone out and put her number in his before handing it back. "He's Spencer."

"Well maybe I'll see you two around," She hummed with a wink.

"Maybe... I-I mean definitely," Sean stuttered as Gemma sauntered away. She waved goodbye to Spencer who was frowning in bewilderment. "Woah," Sean gasped and he had to compose himself before pushing the cart forward again. "Who knew you were such a good wingman," he muttered while ruffling the toddler's hair.

He strolled forward looking for the first item on his list. Spencer gazed around curiously.

"Bread...bread," Sean mumbled as he scanned the shelves. He caught sight of the bread and leaned up to the top shelf. Spencer watched him stretch up the the tallest shelf when his own eyes caught something on the lower shelf. He reached out for the packet of pancakes he'd caught sight of. He stuck his tongue out as he stretched and his fingers tickled the edge of the packaging and teased him as he tried to make his body elongate towards them.

"I don't think so," Sean said as he grabbed Spencer's hand and pushed it away from the pancakes.

"Peas! I love pancakes!" Spencer wailed. Sean sighed as he dropped the bread into the cart.

"I'm sure you do; just as much as cookies."

"Oh! Peeeeease!" Spencer whined.

"Alright, Alright," Sean surrendered handing the packet to the toddler. A young man walked by and grinned at the sight.

"Careful: when you give in once they'll always find a way to wrap you around their little finger again and again," He snickered and Sean rolled his eyes.

"Tell me about it," he chuckled. He glanced back at Spencer who was busy examining the pancakes. "It should keep him busy for a while," he whispered to the young man who smirked and continued down the aisle.

Spencer carefully laid the pancakes in the space next to him and beamed up at his uncle.

"Fank you, uncle Sean," he said.

"That's alright, little guy. You better not give me any trouble now."

"Nu-Uh. I pwomise to be as good as gowld!"

Spencer babbled to Sean as they made their way around the stor. He pointed out things on the shelf and spoke animatedly. Sean would simply reply with 'yes, Spencer' or 'that's interesting, Spencer.'

Sean pushed the cart down the candy aisle and Spencer's head whipped around eagerly. Sean caught the boy's excited movement and he tutted loudly, causing Spencer to give him a bewildered look.

"No candy for you, little guy. You're still on probation after yesterday," he chuckled, but Spencer continued to frown and look confused. "You won't know what that word means," Sean added as he patted Spencer's shoulder.

"We need to restock after the Cookie Monster gave us a visit," explained Sean and this only made Spencer's brow furrow more.

"Who?" He mumbled.

"The cookie mon- YOU!" Sean laughed.

"Oh..." Spencer murmured.

"Yes 'oh'. Do you know which ones Mummy and Daddy get?" Asked Sean as he examined the shelves. Spencer shrugged; his thumb found his mouth and he stared back at Sean.

"The big wons," Spencer mumbled simply past the thumb in his mouth. Sean sighed and just pulled a variety of packs off the shelf which pleased Spencer who whipped his head around to examine the cookies and his stomach rumbled hungrily at the very sight of the chunky cookies.

"Tan I have won?" He asked sweetly, looking up at Sean with inescapably adorable brown eyes. Sean gritted his teeth and shook his head firmly.

"You are banned from cookies until your mother and father get back," Sean chided.

"Awwww!" Spencer groaned and Sean quickly moved the cart on when they attracted several sets of prying eyes.

"Awe we finished?" Spencer whined loudly and an elderly woman beside them chuckled.

"Almost, buddy," Sean muttered absentmindedly while he scanned the aisle.

"But I'm hungwy!" Spencer moaned, pulling out his puppy dog eyes.

"I just need to find the toilet roll, and then we will stop off at the restaurant," Sean promised.

"Otay," whimpered the toddler in the cart as he rested his head on the handlebars in defeat.

Sean finally found the toilet roll and he pushed the cart with a bored Spencer at the front to the checkout. Spencer was too out of it to notice anything until Sean was lifting him out of the cart.

"Huh?" He gasped as Sean shimmied him into a high chair.

"What do you want to eat, Spencer? They have spaghetti or nuggets. You might like the lasagne," Sean said, pointing to the pictures on the child's menu.

"Is thewe... Uh, chips?" He asked tiredly.

"Sausage and chips?" Sean suggested and Spencer nodded hungrily.

He ate his lunch slowly when it arrived and gave up using his cutlery when half of a sausage slipped off his plate and onto the floor. He pushed his plate away, leaving several stray chips and two-thirds of a sausage behind and to his surprise, Sean didn't chide him, instead, he wolfed down the leftovers as well as cleaning his own plate.

"Ready to go?" He asked as the toddler squinted hard in an attempt to keep his eyes open.

"Uh Huh."

Sean lifted Spencer from his chair and grabbed the cart waiting next to them. He paid the waitress and gave her a tip and a wink for her service. She beamed at him and the sleepy boy in his arms and slipped the tip into her bra.

Sean dropped his keys and wallet on the front seat along with Spencer's stuffed rabbit before he parked the cart by the trunk and marched around to the back door. He unhooked Spencer's hands from around his neck.

"Let's get home for your nap," Sean said as he strapped Spencer into his car seat.

"O-otay," Spencer said with a yawn. "Whewe's wabbit?" He mumbled.

"Rabbit?" Sean frowned and leaned against the car door. "Oh, you're stuffed bunny?"

Spencer nodded.

"Hold on. I think he's riding shotgun," Sean put in and he hurried to the front seat where he'd left Spencer's backpack. JJ had filled it with the essentials: spare clothes, random toys, a pull up (just in case) and of course the stuffed rabbit which had already taken a trip around the store and had almost been left behind on the floor where it had slipped from Spencer's grip while he ate. Sean slammed the door and wandered around to Spencer's side where the boy was blinking groggily.

"Here ya go, buddy," he whispered, giving the boy his rabbit. Spencer took it gently and pressed it up against his nose. The smell reminded him of JJ. He missed her... and Hotch... and Jack and Henry... in fact, he missed the whole team. He felt unbidden tears soak his rabbit and Sean hesitated in closing the door. "What's wrong, little guy?" He asked, his voice filled with concern.

"I m-miss them," he whimpered, inhaling his rabbit's scent.

"They'll be home soon. I promise," Sean whispered and he palmed Spencer's cheek affectionately.

"Weally? Pwomise?" Spencer sniffled, holding his rabbit tighter and slipping his thumb into his mouth for comfort.

"Really. Now you get some sleep for me, Okay, and we can call them later," Sean said. Spencer sighed and nodded, leaning his head back on the headrest. "Good boy."

Sean hopped into the front and turned the ignition. He was only on the road for 5 minutes when he glanced back and noticed Spencer conked out in his seat, his hands pressed against his face and his rabbit hanging lightly from his fingers. Sean chuckled to himself and returned his focus on the road.

When Sean got home he got out the car quietly and grabbed a handful of bags. He unlocked the door and set them on the kitchen counter before going back for the ones he missed. Once all the bags were in he went back for the sleeping toddler. He peeked through the window and found Spencer still fast asleep. He gently pulled the door open and unbuckled Spencer, who didn't once stir. He reached out under the boy's arms and lifted him out of his seat, making sure to take the stuffed rabbit with him. He gently brought Spencer into his arms, guiding his small head onto his shoulder and wrapping his right arm around him . He shut the door and brought his left arm around Spencer so that the child imitated a baby koala. Spencer shifted only once and that was to wrap his arms around Sean's shoulder. Sean locked the car and slowly made his way back to the house. When he was inside he shut the door and carried Spencer upstairs. He yanked the purple pyjamas off Henry's bed and hurriedly changed Spencer into them (which proceed difficult considering how over dressed the toddler was.) Spencer whined as Sean pulled his top over his head, forcing his thumb out of his mouth, but as soon as the pyjama top was on, Spencer's thumb relocated itself into his mouth. With Spencer so out of it, Sean managed to get him changed and tucked in within minutes. He placed another teddy bear beside Spencer and his stuffed rabbit to offer the boy a bit of company. He swept the toddler's bangs from his eyes and planted a small kiss on his forehead.

"Sleep well, Little guy," he whispered.

It was a few hours later that Henry came home with Will and Claudia. Sean answered the door having just gotten a moody Spencer out of his bed. The toddler was sat on the couch waking up slowly.

"Sean!" Henry cried and he jumped at Sean as soon as the door was open.

"Hey, big guy, what have you been up to?"

"I've been at school, but 'cus it was Friday we got to watch a movie!" Henry exclaimed and he barged past Sean and into the front room.

"Great kid you got," Sean said, addressing Will.

"Thanks. I hope you don't mind having him til JJ's back. Claudia and I were meant to be having date-night tonight and-" Will started but Sean quickly stopped him.

"It's no sweat man, honestly, I love the kids."

"Good, well thanks again. I should-" Will was cut off again by a high pitched yell.

"Will! Hurry up, I need to get ready!" The voice cried. Sean glanced past the doorway and saw a glamorous woman sat in the front seat of the car parked in the drive. "Will Bear! Come on! I'm sure I left my straighteners on!" She called again and Will smiled awkwardly.

"That's my cue. I'll see you around," he said quickly before jogging back to his car.

"You too," Sean muttered, watching as the car drove off before whistling. "She's got him whipped," he thought aloud.

He, Henry and Spencer spent the rest of the day watching TV. Spencer mood improved as the day went on and he was soon giggling happily with Henry as they played cowboys and Indians. Sean wasn't sure what the game evolved into, but Henry dressed Spencer in one of JJ's robes and tied a scarf around his head, and he himself had torn his shirt off and slicked his hair back and now they were tiptoeing around, whispering and hiding behind furniture.

Sean found himself laughing aloud when Spencer tripped over the robe for the 5th time. He heard a car pull up at that moment, but the boys didn't seem to notice until the door handle squeaked.

"We're home!" A voice called and Spencer and Henry exchanged a look before shooting off the couch and towards the front door. Henry was faster of course, (and Spencer also had to drag a long robe behind him) but he went straight to JJ giving Spencer a chance to go to Hotch. Spencer collided with Hotch's arms and the older man threw him into the air, eliciting a giggle from the toddler, before pulling him into a tight embrace.

"Have you been good?" Hotch asked seriously and Spencer bit his lip. Hotch scowled at the robe and helped Spencer out of it; the scarf left a small line across his forehead because Henry had tied it so tight.

"Uh...-"

"He's been great," Sean put in and he winked at Spencer when he glanced around in bewilderment.

"Really?" JJ questioned with a raised eyebrow, recalling Sean's distressed phone call to her.

"Yep. I helped uncle Sean get a nice lady's numbew," Spencer added with a broad smile. Sean's own smile faltered.

"Aaand that's all you need to know," he said quickly and Hotch rolled his eyes and set Spencer on the floor.

"Haley is dropping Jack off soon, how about we have some coffee?" Hotch said as he ruffled Henry's hair.

"Yea!" Spencer agreed.

"Not you," JJ laughed.

"Aw..."

After Jack arrived the small family found themselves gathered in the front room. Jack and Henry were playing with cars on the floor and Spencer had crawled into Hotch's lap and was listening quietly to Hotch's heartbeat.

"So what do you boys think about going swimming?" JJ asked and the boys turned their heads and nodded eagerly.

"Well, that solves that. I'll text the team and have them meet us there," Hotch added and he shifted forcing Spencer to move himself so that his head rested on Hotch's arm.

"What's the time, Jay?" Hotch asked, glancing around at his partner.

"Half 6," she replied quietly, keeping her voice low so as not to disturb the boy in Hotch's arms who was nodding off.

"Bedtime I think," he muttered back and he hitched Spencer on his hip and stood up.

"N-not tiwed," Spencer said before he gave an ironically tired yawn.

"Yes you are," JJ chuckled. She stood up and brushed his hair from his eyes before planting a kiss on his cheek.

"B-but I-I wanna 'Tay with you guys," He murmured resting his head on Hotch's arms.

"You'll have all day with us tomorrow," Hotch said and Spencer's big, hazel eyes looked groggily up at Hotch.

"You pwomise?" He whispered.

"You bet!" Jack interjected.

"Yea! We're all gonna go to the pool, Spence," Henry added. "And Mummy said you have to go to sleep before then so you're not tired."

Spencer looked at Henry for a moment before snuggling back into Hotch's arms.

"Otay," he said with a defeated sigh. "Is uncle Sean coming?"

"Uh... I'm not sure if I should muscle in on-"

"Peas," Spencer pleaded.

"Yea, please come uncle Sean!" Jack begged.

"Fine! Now let your brother go to sleep," Sean said, winking at Jack. Spencer grinned and closed his eyes; his head filling with thoughts of what the next day would be like.

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