Alright, as promised a second chapter... Okay well its a little bit late so technically it was one chapter yesterday and two today. For those of you how just hit the little double arrow thing that leads you to the last updated chapter, you might wanna go back a chapter, as I wrote that one and posted it today... yesterday, how ever you want to look at it, there was a day I didn't post, and now I've posted two. It technically is "tomorrow" but I haven't slept yet, so it still feels like "today".

To lolyncut: I so agree, MGG would look really, really cute with a baby on his chest, and the image did stick in my head while I was writing that. :D

I'm gunna stop rambling now, enjoy,

Chapter nine, Cookies and Elevators

That day was quiet, not much happening for Reid or the team, just a slow Sunday. Spencer and Isadora took a walk to the park, and sat in the living room with Mozart playing quietly in the back round. JJ spent her day with Henry and Will making apple pie as a family. The Hotchner's took a trip to the cemetery to visit Haley. Morgan spent the day at the gym working up a sweat. And Penelope Garcia spent the day fussing around her apartment and on her laptop, constantly checking to see if there were replies to her emails, making notes of the ones that did. She puttered, baking up a storm, cookies, cupcakes and even a pie. Her thoughts kept straying to Spencer and Isadora which, in the end was the cause of multiple ruined batches of cookies and a batch of over worked pie dough made into pinwheels. She didn't mind though, everyone liked those too.

Penelope looked at the containers of cookies on her counter and made a face. It would take a while to get through those, even if she sent some home with each of the team members. She shrugged and checked her email for what had to be the hundredth time that day. One more, that makes half of them available to be seen after work this week,she thought to herself and sent a quick reply that consisted of saying which day, and what time. And after that sent, she sent herself to bed.

The next morning Spencer and Isadora had started to develop a routine. He would get up, shower, eat breakfast, then she would be up and he would change her, then feed her. Then they would have a bit of a play session, before they would do what they had to do that day. Today it was a matter of going to the bank to go over his statements to see what he really had to work with.

Spencer plucked up the diaper bag he had packed with things he might need on a day out and looked longingly at the brown leather satchel hanging off a hook by the door. He felt almost naked with out it, but there was no need to carry it and the diaper bag. He picked up the baby and turned out the lights. Locking the door on his way out, he and Isadora left the house.

After a short ride in his new Tahoe he arrived at his branch of the bank. He parked the car, got the baby and made his way inside. Now, Spencer didn't come to the bank often, he had no reason to, his check was direct deposit, rent and other bills were paid automatically and if he needed cash, there were always bank machines, so when he entered the bank, he didn't immediately know where to go. He stood there just inside the doors for a moment before wandering to a desk and soon was sent in the right direction.

After the bank he took a detour through a drive through, and had lunch, he had been there longer then he expected to be. Then he went to a furniture store to price out some more furniture for the bigger place he was bound to have. He chose a new dining table, as all the places he and Penelope had looked at had separate dinning rooms. He found a nice set of dresser and changing table for Isadora's room. He found a few other miscellaneous items for the house and left the store with a page of notes and prices.

He spent another hour at a toy store and bought a few toys including a pad with an arch of hanging toys for her to amuse herself with.

It was then that he decided that he and Isadora would visit the BAU.

Strapping the travel part of the car seat back into the car, Spencer got in his SUV and drove the memorized roads to the Quantico Office building that was the FBI. He parked his car in the free space closest to the doors and took a deep breath. There were a lot of people, a lot of agents in there. He shook his head and looked in the rear view mirror to look at the baby in the back seat. It's now or never I guess.

Spencer stepped from the car and opened the back door. He slung the dark brown diaper bag over his right shoulder before unbuckling the baby from the seat. Between Garcia, JJ and Emily, she wont need to be in her seat anyway, he thought with a wry smile. Gathering up the little girl he settled her in his right arm while using his left to close the door and hit the lock button on the remote on his keys. He turned from the bright red SUV and started towards the doors to the building.

Passing through security took longer then normal, he needed a bit more clearance with Isadora, along with a waiver form citing him responsible for the child while in the building. He headed to the far side of the large building and climbed into the elevator that would take him up to the BAU floor. The ride was short as it always was, up the six floors, but it seemed to drag for Spencer, the tension in his muscles growing as he got closer and closer to the floor with his co-workers. When the elevator stopped and the doors opened he took a very deep breath before climbing out and heading to the glass doors that opened into the bullpen.

Pushing through the door, Morgan noticed him immediately and nodded his head in greeting with a wide smile. Sitting across from him, Emily Prentiss noticed him looking up and turned to face the door. Her jaw dropped rather unprofessionally as she gawked at the baby in Reid's arms for a moment before it snapped back into place and she rushed to his side.

"Where did you get the baby?" She asked. "And why am I not holding her yet?"

Reid chuckled a bit and gently passed over the baby to Emily. Emily seemingly forgot her first question as soon as the child was in her arms, for she began cooing and murmuring to her before she got a response. Minutes later the door to Hotch's office opened and the aforementioned man stepped from it. He at first didn't notice Reid, who had sat down at his desk, Morgan who had situated himself on top of Reid's desk, or Emily who was still cooing to the baby. When he did notice, he had already made it down to the bullpen itself. "Reid, you do remember that you have the day off right? The week to be technical."

Reid had the decency to look down before he answered. "I guess I wanted to show her off." He mumbled. "And I wanted to grab some of the reports I needed to do, I can read them at home and sign off on them."

Hotch shook his head. "Do Garcia and JJ know you are here?"

Spencer shook his head. "No sir, not yet. Prentiss baby snatched as soon as I got here." He said gesturing to the dark haired woman who wasn't paying the men any attention whatsoever, as she was still wrapped up in the little girl. Hotch raised his right eye brow at the woman, before chuckling just a little bit.

"Morgan, make yourself useful, go get Garcia and JJ, I'm sure they would love to know that there is a baby in the bullpen." He said in his I'm the boss, and you will do as you're told voice.

"Yes sir." Morgan said before hopping off Reid's desk and disappearing out the glass door in search of Penelope and JJ.