Still suffering laptop issues and some other problems. Thanks for the patience :d In better news, JJ and Prentiss are back…. and Seaver's gone.

WARNING: Smoking!Reid kink ahoys.

A Good Man-All the King's Men

Spencer Reid and David Rossi stared out at the scene portraying ahead of them. Aaron Hotchher and William LaMontange chatted happily as their children played out in the grassy area next to the field. JJ, Prentiss, and Garcia squealed over a picture book of Henry and swapped stories back and forth. Kevin and Morgan grinned childishly over some story that Morgan was telling, and if Rossi and Reid knew Morgan at all, it wasn't an exactly g-rated story.

While everyone laughed merrily, talked happily, and shared an evening that they would all surely miss tomorrow morning when they walked into the BAU, Rossi and Reid leaned over the patio JJ and Will had set up in their back yard and smoked. Neither of them knew if the team could see them or even if they were paying attention to them. Nor did they care, to be honest, because neither of them were happy, neither in a merry mood. Sure, Seaver was gone Great, JJ had just rejoined the BAU. Fantastic,Prentiss was still alive- but so what? After everything had settled down and everything was 'back to normal' in the BAU, Rossi realized that everything was exactly the same as it had been before. Their merry little family had just gone through a trial period, and they had all apparently survived. So to celebrate they were barbequing and having the best time they could manage to have before crawling back to work the next morning.

But Spencer Reid couldn't even feign happiness. His head was killing him, his stress levels through the roof, and he was unbelievably exhausted. Exhaustion had fatigued him so greatly that he couldn't even play with his godson, which was something Reid had been looking forward to for too long. So now he leaned heavily against the railing and fought off tears while trying to stay awake.

Rossi mumbled intelligently as he opened his pack of cigarettes again. Grabbing a cigarette and pulling a lighter from his pocket he lit up and offered Reid one. The kid wasn't paying attention, though. He was much too concerned with trying to keep his headache to a minimum, but he feared that he was failing miserably. Rossi sighed and leaned closer to the younger agent. Supportively throwing and arm around his slender shoulder he took Reid into a small hug. It was small and didn't last very long, but it was just enough for Reid to calm his panic of his migraine growing just a bit. "It'll be okay, kid," Rossi reminded quietly.

Then, throwing down his cigarette and tossing something that looked to be either a pill or a mint in his mouth, he returned the lighter and started walking off the deck. "Yeah, I know." With that, Reid started off toward the wooded area surrounding the house. He knew that Reid was very familiar with the woods, as he had taken Henry and Jack there very often, so he knew that he wouldn't get lost of end up hurting himself. The kid had been dealing with a lot lately, and Rossi knew that he was close to the end of his rope. Reid needed to deal with that- and he was going to deal with it his way.

So Rossi too disposed of his cigarette and didn't bother following him.