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A/N: Thanks to all who still read and review, and keep REIDFANATIC from feeling blue.

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Hotch looked up from the report he was writing at the sound of a knock on his door. "Come in Reid." Reid entered closing the door behind him. "I received word today from Lancaster that the autopsy on Lorne Kemp's body revealed potassium chloride caused the heart attack that killed him. Daryl Kullman is being arraigned on eight counts of first degree murder." Reid nodded. "What did you want to see me about," Hotch asked.

"I have a favor to ask," he said tentatively.

"A personal one or one that involves the bureau," Hotch inquired.

"Both actually," the young profiler continued. "A few months back, after what happened to Evan, his principal, Mr. Senoff, asked if I would speak to the students about handling bullying and some self defense techniques. Well, you know how busy we are and I guess I never got back to him but what happened to Darcy Kullman made me think, that if she'd had a better way of coping or if the bullying had been handled differently, eight people might be alive today"

"So you're asking my permission to speak at Evan's school, you don't need that."

"I know that," Reid replied, "It's more than that. This self defense thing, I wondered if I could take Morgan, Emily, JJ and maybe Garcia and we could spend the day. I could do my talk and Morgan could lead the hand to hand with the rest of us helping. I know Garcia could think of something cool to do for and with the kids on their computers. It would be good PR for the unit and a community service."

"Have you talked to the others," Hotch asked?

"Uh huh, they all say they'll go if we can get a day." Reid looked expectantly at his boss.

"Okay Reid, I'll check with the powers that be but it sounds like a good idea to me."

"Thanks Hotch," Reid turned to leave the room.

"Reid, wait, sit down for a minute." Hotch reached in a drawer and pulled out an envelope. He handed it to Reid.

"What's this," the young profiler asked?

"A gentleman I know, who owes me a favor, is in the travel business," Hotch explained. "You didn't really get your vacation so I want you to consider that trip. He'll give you a really good deal. He said he'd give it for free but I couldn't accept that, it would be inappropriate. I'm sure Allie would enjoy it."

"Thanks Hotch, but Allie only had five days vacation. She doesn't have any left, not until next year."

"That's not exactly true. Since we were working on a case when we were in Lancaster and Allie, as an FBI employee, was assisting us, I put her down as working. She'll receive full pay and her vacation is restored."

Reid's eyes grew large, "Really. That's great, does Allie know?"

Hotch shook his head, "I thought I'd let you tell her."

Reid was thoughtful for a moment, "The hotel bill in Lancaster, you paid for it didn't you?"

"The bureau did. You were both working on a case. There was nothing inappropriate about it." Hotch replied.

Reid opened the envelope and took out the brochure, looking at the picturesque mountains and water. "It looks beautiful."

"It is beautiful, a piece of heaven on earth. There's so much to do there, theatre, music, restaurants, museums or just enjoy the spectacular surroundings."

"Lake Louise, that's in…"

"Canada," Hotch supplied. "The perfect place because you have no jurisdiction up there. If you run into some kind of foul play, call the RCMP."

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"You mean you're all coming to my school!" Reid had just told Evan that the FBI had agreed to give the team a day at Talbot middle school to address the bullying situation and provide the kids with some self defense techniques.

"Not all of us, Hotch and David aren't coming, but the rest of us will be there," Reid informed his brother.

"Cool," the boy said excitedly. "I can hardly wait." He was quiet for a moment and appeared to be contemplating the chess board in front of him when he said, "Spencer, I have to talk to you about something but I don't want you to be mad."

"Why don't I like the sound of that," Reid raised an eyebrow at his brother.

"Okay, I know you don't want me to but I really want to visit Dad. I don't know why. It's just like I need to or something. I know you're mad at Dad and that's why you don't want to take me but could you please."

Reid closed his eyes, heaving a heavy sigh. "Evan, going to visit someone in prison, it's not like just going to someone's house to see them."

"I know that, but people visit there all the time, right?"

"Yes, they do but…"

"Then why can't I, what's different about me?"

"There's no reason why you, specifically, can't. What does your Mom say about it," Reid asked, hoping Janice would have reservations that would help him convince his brother this was not the best of ideas.

The boy got up from the table where they'd been playing chess and walked to the couch and sat. "She's not thrilled but she said she understands and if you'll take me, I can go." The room was silent for some moments. "Please," he continued. "You said you couldn't take me before because you had to go to Allie's reunion but that's over now, so you can, right."

Because he could think of no more reasons to stall and because he had such a damned hard time saying no to his little brother, he capitulated. "Okay, we'll plan for next weekend. I'll book us flights to Kansas City and if we don't have a case, we'll go."

"Thanks Spencer, I knew I could count on you." Evan got up from the couch and returned to the chess table. Before he sat, he wrapped his arms around his brother. "I love you." The boy sat at the table and moved his queen forward.

Reid responded, "I love you too," and moved his knight to capture his brother's queen, "Check."