A/N: Hello again, everyone!

Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds. No copyright infringement is intended.

Also, a little surprise for everyone.

Reid answered his phone after the first ring, "Hello?"

"Reid," Élise answered with quiet panic in her voice.

"Hey. Are you alright?" asked Reid.

Élise stuttered. "N-never mind me. I-I-I just woke up and Anastasia wasn't there."

"She's fine," Reid assured Élise.

"Did someone take her? I-I…" Élise had to pause for a moment before, "What do you mean, 'she's fine?' Where is she?"

Reid explained "You were still sleeping when we left; she had a checkup. Then I got the call and I left her with Morgan and Savannah."

Relief spread throughout Élise's body. "Oh. Oh. Well,…that's good. Forget about the 20 missed calls and messages I sent to you. Did I oversleep again?"

"Colds can do that do you," said Reid.

Élise felt her forehead and it was still warm. "Yeah. I'm going to try and rest."

"Drink and take plenty of fluids, make sure you take your daily vitamins, stay hydrated, and yes, rest."

"I'll do that right now, doc."

Reid joked. "And try not to snore up a storm."

Even though he couldn't see, she gave him a playfully offended look, almost laughing. "I don't snore in my sleep."

"Yeah, you do. And honestly, you snore like a drunken sailor. Oh, and you drool, too."

Élise scoffed while snorting, "Don't you have to go and save D.C. from some Unsub?"

"I'll do that. You just get some rest right now, little missy."

"Yes, Dr. I-Don't-Have-A-Medical-Degree."

"Do it now, Patient-Snores-And-Drools-A-Lot."

Reid and Élise giggled and laughed before hanging up.

After hearing from Garcia that there's another victim, Reid, and Simmons-and Luke later—arrived at the scene.

Luke immediately knew who the unsub was.

At Luke's suggestion, he, Reid, and Simmons all headed back to the BAU and gathered at Garcia's computer.

Luke explained that the unsub was Jeremy Grant, a DEA agent Luke worked with ten years prior.

Jeremy Grant's wife and two daughters were murdered by Eduardo Ramos after he got a list of who was involved in his arrest and went after Jeremy's family first since they lived the closest and Grant discovered the bodies after working out of the country on assignment.

Reid was by his desk when he saw Luke walk into Prentiss' office after finding and hearing that his friend Phil Brooks was murdered at the hands of Jeremy Grants. But then, it came to his mind that Morgan was almost like a brother he never had; Morgan even named his son after him. He couldn't imagine how he felt if he lost him.

Prentiss gathered around at the roundtable room and definitely had some things to say, especially since Jeremy Grant killed a federal agent.

Reid rushed over to Morgan's house after the case ended and he was soon greeted by Morgan himself. "Hey."

"Hey yourself."

"I heard from Prentiss," Morgan said. "Tell Luke I'm sorry. And if there's anything…"

"I will. I will. Hey," Reid hugged Morgan. And Morgan hugs him back. "I never told you this, but…you were like the big brother I never got the chance to have, you know? I don't think I even told you that."

Morgan sighed, "You didn't have to. Because I know, kid. And thank you. And as I said, you are the best little brother and best godfather I could have asked for."

"Am I interrupted your little moment?" Savannah asked in a whispered tone as she had a sleeping Anastasia in her arms.

"No, you were not," Reid whispered back as he told Anastasia from her arms and into his. "How was she?"

"She's been a little angel."

Reid asked with worry. "Did she have any meltdowns?"

"No." Morgan assured Reid.

"Are you sure? Because if she did…"

"She didn't, okay?" Savannah assured him. "And sorry to hear about Luke."

"I'll tell him that. I better take Anastasia home. Good night."

"Good night, little pretty boy brother."

Reid immediately puts in the security alarm. After that, he quickly dropped his bags on his bed before tucking Anastasia in her bed; she was already in her Edwardian-era nightgown and mismatched socks.

Kissing her forehead before giving her a gentle smile and tucking her hair away from her face, "Good night, little lady. Dream sweetly, I love you."

Just as he walks out of her bedroom, Élise weakly walks out of her bedroom. For almost two days, she's been having a cold that just randomly came overnight.

"Hey, you." Élise raspily greeted him.

"Still have that cold?"

Élise nodded her head. "Yup."

"Have you stayed hydrated?" Reid asked, feeling her forehead before going into the kitchen and Élise sat on the couch.

"Yup." Élise answered.

Reid questioned her again. "Have you slept?"

"Yup."

"Have you snore or drooled?"

"I..." Élise pressed her lips together and lowered her eyes when she realized what Reid said; Reid had a sly smirk on his face. "You..."

"You do snore. And drool." Reid almost laughed as he walked out of the kitchen and into the living room and sat next to Élise. "Here's some chamomile tea."

"Thanks." Élise smiled. Reid's been really wonderful to her like he always is; he even made her chicken noodle soup the other day. "I can't believe Luke lost Phil like that."

"Yeah."

"What's going to happen to Luke and Lou now?"

"Well, Prentiss sort of...demoted Alvez and chewed him out a bit for disobeying her order. I guess Lou's going to be with Alvez for a while I don't know how I would feel if I lost Morgan; he's like my big brother."

"I...have a confession to make," Élise took a deep breath before continuing and take another sip, "When you and Garcia were kidnapped by those hypocritical religious yahoos, I admitted to him that I wanted to kill Merva and Meadows the yoctosecond I saw their faces. And he helped me calm down because...he talked me through it and figured my anger and PTSS stemmed from Griffin. But I meant it. I...really wanted to kill them."

"Prentiss took care of Merva for you and were seconds away from killing Meadows," Reid said. "Instead, you just gave her a few hits; hard ones if I can add."

"I could have killed her, but I didn't; Merva was different since he had a knife at you," Élise added. "You know that Friedrich Nietzsche quote, 'Those who fight monsters, be careful or you'll become a monster yourself.'"

"Cat Adams said the same to me too; 'Once you go there, there's no going back.'"

Élise asked, "Have you ever went there?"

"I have 'went there,' but that's a story for another day. I came back though."

"And that's the best revenge you can have on someone," Élise smiled. "You proved her wrong. Make you wonder if we are capable of 'going there' or 'becoming monsters' ourselves."

"Maybe it comes down to choices," Reid figured.

Élise shook her shoulders. "Yeah, you're probably right."

"Thank you. Like how I'm right that you snore in your sleep?"

Élise gave him a look. "I don't snore in my sleep."

"You're right."

"Thank you."

"You also drool in your sleep."

Élise gave him the look again before taking another sip. "This is really good tea."

"Thank you."

A/N: Sorry to all leave you there! Until the next time!