Ah, so sorry guys, I know it's been forever since I updated. But it has seemed that the only thing I have been able to write, is my name on legal documents for a Judge that wont do anything for me. Oh well, so goes the legal system.

This chapter has skipped quiet a bit. But if I were to have written all that was in between this one and the last, I would lose all of my readers I think. Also, this is the longest chapter yet, I hope you guys like it. I shall now stop yammering, and present you with,

Chapter Fourteen, Moving and Officers

Two weeks later, Spencer sat at in his packed up living room as Hotch, Derek, Dave and even Emily lugged boxes down to the waiting truck that had been rented for the occasion. For today, was moving day. The day that Spencer and Isadora finally were going to start making use of the new house. Spencer had been helping his team members lug his things, until he tripped over his own feet and nearly sent Derek down the stairs, now, all he could do was watch as the others slowly emptied his little apartment into a truck.

Isadora was at JJ's with her, Will and Henry for the day, and likely the night as moving and unpacking was not a place for a baby to be. Penelope was already at Maple Lane doing a cleaning of everything before all the furniture was in place. Spencer himself was lost in thought, thinking about how, even after nearly three weeks, they were no closer to finding Isadora's mother. The social worker had been by three times over the last few weeks, checking on Isadora and how Spencer was coping. Each time she reassured him that they were doing all they could in combination with the police to find the woman responsible.

He didn't really react to the knock on his door, just a dimly shouted, "it's open" as he assumed that it was only someone from his team coming to get another box. When the door opened, he didn't look up, just kept looking at the magnitude of boxes around the room.

"Mist-er rather, Dr. Reid." An unknown voice said and Spencer looked up to see a pair of police officers standing relatively awkwardly in the door way to his apartment.

"Oh! Come in come in! I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking, I'm moving today, you see." He gestured for the two men to enter, and was about to offer them a seat and a drink when he realized that not only were all the glasses packed, but the couch was already downstairs.

The two men stepped inside the apartment and away from the door that they let close behind them. "Dr. Reid, we are hear about a baby that was left here a few weeks ago." The first officer said. He glanced around, seemingly looking for said baby.

"Yes, Isadora, she is at a friends house for the day so that she is out of the way for moving. Did you ID her mother?" Reid asked hopefully, yet a twinge of dread coloured his tone, he had grown attached to the little girl, and truly did not want to give her up.

"We have, she is actually down at the station now." The second stated. "However, we aren't just here to discuss finding her, but some of her claims."

Reid looked at the men curiously. "Her claims?"

The two men looked at each other, in silent conversation. The first looked at Reid. "I think it would be best if we took this to the station, you can get a better idea of what's going on."

Reid looked a little flabbergasted and worried about what could be going on. "Uh, okay, just let me talk to my team and let them know what's happening." Reid answered just as the door was opening for a second time. Through the door came Hotch and Derek. Both froze in their conversation when they spotted the police officers and looked to Spencer with questioning looks.

"Hotch, Morgan, they found Isadora's mother." Spencer said, "they want me to go to the station to help or talk or something."

Derek raised an eyebrow at the officers but nodded anyway. "Alright Reid, give me the keys, we will finish up here, you go and meet us at the new place when you are done."

Spencer smiled a little gratefully. "Thanks, guys." And left with the officers.

Spencer was silent on the way to the station, and compliant when the officers led him to a room at the back of the building and closed the door. They flicked on the light and through a one way mirror, a woman could be seen sitting at a metal table with her arms crossed over her chest. Her red hair hung limply, her face tight. She glared at the mirror, she knew someone was watching her.

Spencer stood watching through the mirror silently before turning to face the officers. "So, uh, what was she saying?"

The officers shared a look before one of them responded. "She says that you are the baby's father. We wanted to see if you would react to seeing her, remember her or something."

To say that Spencer was shocked, would be a gross understatement. Not only did he not remember seeing her, he definitely did not remember sleeping with her. The brilliance of having an Eidetic memory was remembering just about everything, people, places, things he had seen, the only thing that didn't always stick was things he heard, and he still remembered ninety percent of that. He was completely still as he stared at the two men wide eyed. "But I've never- I can't be- That's just-" he stuttered and stumbled for words after a minute.

The two men nodded. "You can talk to her if you would like. But could you call whom ever has the baby, we would like to run a DNA test."

Spencer nodded and fumbled in his pocket for his phone. Dialling as fast as he could, he lifted the phone to his ear and closed his eyes.

"JJ!" he said as soon as the line was received.

"Spence? Is everything okay with the move?" JJ sounded a bit winded and worried.

"The police showed up, they found Isadora's mother. Can you bring her here? I am at the station, they want to run a DNA test, the woman is claiming that I am the father." Spencer's voice was strained as he rushed through the explanation for the call.

"We will be right over, Spence, don't worry, everything will work out for the best." JJ assured him and hung up. Spencer stood looking at his phone, debating whether or not to call Penelope. She had been the one to help him with nearly everything, yet he didn't want to tell her unless things were certain. He was sure that Derek and Hotch would tell her where he was when they got to the house.

It was a tense few minutes waiting on JJ and the baby to arrive. Spencer sat with an officer at the door to the precinct watching for them. When Spencer spotted them walking up to the building, he stood and rushed the door. JJ passed off the baby to her guardian. Spencer cuddled the girl to his chest and cooed to her quietly. He was quiet possibly more scared now, then he had been when Hankle had him tied to a chair.

The trio were led to a bright room where a lab technician was waiting.

"Hi, I'm Adam Cook. I just need a swab of both of your saliva's and then I will take them back to the lab, and the results should be in soon." The technician explained and stood before the table where he had a case open to show swabs and print tape and other odds and ends of his job. Spencer nodded and sat himself in a chair, holding Isadora so she faced the technician.

The technician smiled at the girl and knelt down with an open swab in his hand. Between the two men the baby, after coercing and cajoling opened her mouth to be swabbed. The technician grinned triumphantly as he stood to retrieve a second swab before turning back to the pair. Spencer opened his mouth before he was asked and let the technician scrap at the inside of his cheek.

A click of the case and the technician was gone. An officer stepped into the room. "The results should be back with in the hour, the chief put a rush on it since there is a baby involved."

JJ and Spencer shared a look and settled in for the wait.