A/N: Hey guys . Thanks for all the awesome reviews…sorry I waited awhile to post this…I'm currently in the middle of my mock exams to gear me up for a national exam at the end of the year which explains they delay…I'll try my best to be more regular. Continue reviewing please

A week later...

I walked into Reid's ward to see him zipping his bag wearily.

"Ready to go?" I asked.

"Actually, could we wait awhile? I'm kinda tired and I doubt I'll be able to stay awake on my feet long enough to reach the car." Reid replied with his eyelids drooping close.

I walked out of the ward and grabbed a wheelchair. Wheeling it in, I noticed Reid's eyes grow wider.

"Hotch, I'm not disabled," he said.

"No but you're too tired to walk and you'd feel much better sleeping in a proper bed rather than a hospital one." I remarked while piling him and his go-bag in the wheelchair "Besides, we have wheels up in 30."

I pushed him out to the SUV where Morgan waited behind the wheel. Once we had loaded Reid and his bag into the SUV we were off to the airport.

When we were on the plane, I marveled at how the team out of heir way to make sure Reid was comfortable. The entire team avoided the couch to allow Reid to lie down and rest. Once he had laid down, Emily brought him a cup of tea while Dave came in with a blanket that JJ used to tuck him in. Penelope had already set up a laptop with the all 5 seasons of Dharma and Greg, telling him that he could keep the laptop till the month over so he'd have something to laugh at in bed. Only when Spencer repeatedly assured them that he was comfortable, did they allow themselves to sit down and focus on things other than him. In the middle of the flight, I looked up from the case file to see Spencer curled in on himself asleep. His cup of tea only half-drunk was long forgotten. He hadn't even gotten through one episode of the show.

A few hours later, we had finally landed. With Derek's and JJ's help, I managed to wake a rather grumpy Reid and lug him to my car.

Upon reaching home, I spotted Jack at the dinner table waiting to dig into his mac and cheese.

"Hey Buddy!" I exclaimed, happy to see my son again.

"Daddy!" He cried, running towards me with a wide-toothed grin.

Jack grabbed my legs and pulled me into a tight hug. Picking him up, I hugged him hard.

"Spency!" he screamed, noticing Reid for the first time since we stepped into the house.

Once the squirming Jack was placed down, he ran towards Reid, pouncing on him in a big hug. The overtired Reid who was barely steady on his feet as it was got knocked over onto the couch. As Reid fell back onto the couch, bringing Jack with him, Jack squealed excitedly thinking it was a game.

"Hey Jack!" Reid said, trying to sound as excited as Jack was.

"Help!" he mouthed to me.

Laughing, I pulled Jack off of him. After telling Jack to go wait at the table, I helped Reid get settled in the guest room. Reid fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow. Deciding that he would probably just fall asleep in his dinner if I tried to make him eat now, I pulled the blankets over him and switched off the lights as I went to join my son at the table.

"Where's Spency, Daddy?" Jack asked while shoveling a spoonful of Mac and cheese into his mouth.

"In the room sleeping." I replied.

"Spency not gonna eat dinner?" He asked, eyes wide with concern.

"Maybe he will later," I said. "Jack, uncle Spencer's gonna be staying with us for awhile ok? He's sick and needs someone to take care of him, can u help me?"

"Spency sick? Does he feel really icky like when I get sick?"

"I don't know. You can ask him when he wakes up."

"Ok," he replied, satisfied for the time being and turned his attention back to his dinner.