"Why did we have to fly into this little bitty regional airport?" Jack grumbled yet again as everyone gathered up their belongings and prepared to deplane. "We wouldn't have had to change planes if we had gone into one of the major airports."

Their summer holiday on Hutchens Island had come to an end and the trip back to Quantico that Rossi (in consultation with Hotch) had planned led to the final destination of Stafford Regional Airport, located north of the city.

"This is closer to home," Lynn patiently explained.

"And, being smaller, is easier to get in and out of," Rossi added. "Not so much congestion."

"Not to mention that it's much easier on Morgan, who is coming to pick us up," Garcia smiled happily. "I can't wait to see my Chocolate Thunder. It's been far too long."

"You were scheduled to come back two weeks ago," Rossi reminded her with a grin. "But for some reason you decided to extend your vacation."

"Just wanted to make sure I got to take all my comp time as well as the vacation time I had accumulated," Garcia answered pertly. "You know – Waste not, want not and all that."

"You just wanted to spend some more time with Professor Chastain," Jack observed. "You probably wanted to stay there on the island with him."

"You two were playing kissy face," Jacob added. "I saw you!" The toddler wrinkled up his nose in disgust.

"And what about you, Jack Hotchner? Weren't you spending all your time following that girl who was working in the kitchen around?" Lynn pointed out. "What is her name – 658? And, if I saw right, you were even helping her with her chores."

"It's Karen," Jack immediately protested. "I call her Karen. And I wanted to help her and 661 finish their chores quickly so I could practice soccer moves with them."

"If that's your story, Kid, stick with it," Rossi advised. "Now, do we have everyone and everything? Six oh three, how are you doing?" He looked concernedly at the young man who was accompanying them back to the mainland and was now moving unsteadily down the aisle of the plane.

"Do we have to get on another one of these?" he asked shakily. "Because I don't think I can."

"Not to worry, Sweetie," Garcia reached over to pat him reassuringly on the arm. "From here on out it's all solid ground. Now, where is baggage claim?"

~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~

"Morgan!" Garcia squealed when she saw the former agent waiting in the baggage claim area. "It is so good to see you!"

"Baby Girl!" he treated her to one of his mega-watt smiles as he returned the greeting. "It is good to see you too! Where's my hug?"

"Right here," Garcia told him as she put her arms tightly around him. "I have missed you so much!"

"Me too, Baby Girl," Morgan assured her. "Me, too."

"And Rossi," he continued as he broke the hug. "It's good to see you, too, Man."

"Likewise," Rossi assured him as they shook hands. "It's good to be back."

"And Lynn and Jack and this not so little anymore young lady," Morgan continued making the rounds until he came to 603.

"You must be, 603, my new apprentice," he assumed holding out his hand to shake.

"That's right," was the reply. "And my name is – " He looked over at Lynn, who nodded encouragingly.

"I'm Joseph Aaron Hutchens," he blurted out. "But you can call me Joe."

"I wanted to be called Aaron," he added. "But 586 – that is, Lynn – told me it would be too confusing. So I put that as my second name."

"Joe Hutchens – That sounds like a nice, solid name," Morgan commented as they shook hands. "I would say that you made a wise choice with that. And, you can call me Derek."

"Where is Aunt Jessica?" Jack worried as he looked around. "Shouldn't she be here?"

"According to your father, you'll be seeing her tomorrow," Morgan held up his cell phone. "My instructions are to deliver you, along with Lynn and the kids, to his house where you will be spending the night. I just texted him that everyone has arrived safely and I assume you will be hearing from him shortly. He's been out of town on a case and is planning on getting back either late tonight or early tomorrow morning."

"But she'll want to see me right away," Jack protested. "I know she will."

"Let's wait and see what your dad has to say," Rossi suggested as Lynn's cell phone began ringing. "I'll bet that's him right now."

"Aaron?" Lynn was fumbling with the buttons on her phone. "Aaron?"

"Okay, I can hear you," she finally said into the instrument. "Yes, we're all back safe and sound, even 603; although I think it's going to be a while before he gets on another airplane."

"Yes, late tonight is what Morgan told us," she said. "Hurry home. Now, Jack's right here. Do you want to talk to him?" She listened for a minute and then handed the phone to Jack.

"Dad?" Jack began. "Aunt Jessica's not here. Where is she?" He listened for a minute.

"Okay," he replied. "I'll do that. But, you do know that she is not going to be happy with that, don't you?" He listened again.

"Okay," he replied again. "I'll make sure Lynn knows. See you tomorrow morning." He shut off the phone and handed it back to Lynn.

"Dad says that my cell phone and all my electronic games are on their chargers at the house," he told her. "And, once we get there, I can have all of them back and I can call Aunt Jessica. He also said that I will be spending the night at your house because he wants to see me when he gets home."

"Sounds reasonable to me," Rossi commented. "Now, what do you say we claim our luggage and get out of here? It's been a long day."

~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~

Morgan first dropped Garcia off at her apartment and then delivered Lynn, Jack, Jacob, and baby Lilly to their house. (Rossi had declined a ride in Morgan's van 'Too much bouncing around for my old bones' was his comment as he called for a town car to come pick him up and take him home.)

"Okay," Morgan said after he and 603 had carried the last piece of luggage into the house. "Hotch should be here in a couple of hours but, just in case something comes up, be sure to give me a call. You have my number."

"Thanks so much, Derek!" Lynn told him gratefully. "For the ride home and for everything. And, please, tell Savannah I said 'Hi'."

"My pleasure," Morgan smiled at her. "After all, you did bring me my new helper. Ready to head home, Joe?"

"Ready," the young man assured him. "Just as long as I don't have to get on another airplane."