There was white stillness in the car where Garcia sat fiddling with her fingers without breaking eye to eye contact with Morgan who stared at her dumbfounded, when he suddenly erupted into gut wrenching guffaws.

"Oh Lawd Ahmighty woman! GOD, I can't even...Oh Lord... Junior G Man...Oh just..."

"There is NOTHING funny here Morgan. I repeat NOTHING, zilch, nada. So stop please."

"Okay, let me just...Oh...Hang on...I'm…"

Derek held on to his stomach gasping for air in between hysterical laughs, his back is aching now for the lack of oxygen and his eyes are filled with tears from laughing too hard.

"Derek Morgan! Stop laughing now and drive! NOW! We need to get to Rossi before any of the director or the SAC opens their emails. NOW!"

Derek jumped when Penelope raised her voice, at first the thought of the whole hiatus is really funny and absurd for him, and now that it seemed to sink in with the help of Garcia's nagging, it is indeed SERIOUS. What if the bureau decided to suspend Reid or dismiss him?

Panic started to spread in his guts, and started to grip the steering wheel a little to tight. Thoughts of calling Hotch, Emily and JJ. Oh GOD, does JJ know? Does she? This will be very hard oh her..

"Mama, does…aherm..does.."

"Does the team know? No Derek, and we keep it that way as long as we can. It can only add confusion if they knew about this. Its bad enough that 4 people knew about this already."

"But the team could help Penelope. And Jj, she deserved to know."

Penelope looked at Derek as if he grew a third head.

"Are you out of your fracking mind Derek? JJ, really? You know the whole custody thing is ripping her just about right now, knowing Reid is sick's gonna ruin her for good. So NO! She is not to know in any circumstance. At least not until WE sort this all out. CLEAR?"

"Yes Ma'am. What's the plan anyway? We reach Little Creek, then what?"

"WE tell super agent Italian stallion the truth flat out."

"Super Agent Italian Stallion? Where did that came from?"

Derek muttered under his breath as he concentrated on his driving.

"Seriously though Derek, Rossi is the ONLY person who can fix this out with Strauss and perhaps with his charm he can get her on our side and bail our baby genius out. So all our hope lies on Rossi."

Derek gave out a malicious laugh.

"What's that laugh for?"

"In case you haven't noticed baby girl, Strauss IS on our side already. OR should I say Dave's side."

"WHAT? Why wasn't I informed?"

"Uh it was really not on the memo darling but you see, this past week, they've been throwing illicit glances, You know, Strauss gnawing the asses of the head honcho's to get JJ back."

Garcia looked at Morgan as if he is the GOD of a lost Inca civilization.

"That..That was Erin Strauss?"

"Yes ma'am.. Well her and Dave, the ass chewing fell mainly to Strauss though. Dave broke some jaws, i presume, that's not the point. the point is, she's on our side."

"Or Daves..?"

"Dave's side, our side..that is what matters now Garcia"

"Yeah, yeah. just drive, i still need to talk to them. to clear things up."

Meanwhile...

David strolled in the foyer of his house with the abandoned wine glass when he heard a crashing sound upstairs in the room where they relocated Reid after the earlier fiasco, His instinct pushed him into running leaving the glass falling into the ground pulled by gravity and another crash, pieces of broken glass thrashed on the floor. His adrenalin pumping taking the stairs two or if possible three at a time, closely being followed by Erin who came from the kitchen and eager to get ahead of David.

"What happened Dave?"

"I dont know Erin, i came from the foyer."

"The FOYER? I told you to stay and watch him while i make him the soup! GOD you are such an idiot!"

Both gasping for breaths from shouting and running.

"Why do you have to have such a long flight of stairs Rossi?"

"Really Erin? we are going to argue about the shitty number of stair steps? NOW?"

They reached the door of the room at the same time, without much effort David pushed the door open to find Spencer fiddling over a fallen lampshade.

Erin stepped forward to catch Spencer's hands leading him towards the bed.

"What happened Spencer?"

caressing Spencer's hand with tenderness that could rival mother Theresa's.

"Nothing, I...I just want to turn the thing off, its hurting my eyes..I felt dizzy, the next thing I know it toppled over.. So-sorry Dave"

Without further thought, Erin's hand flew to Spencer's cheeks, caressing it with so much love.

"I'm sure he doesn't mind, don't you Dave?"

David squat near the mess trying to remove all the remnants of the destruction. he looked up not really prepared to see the sweet moment up ahead, he smiled at Reid and perhaps at the event that just occurred, a real sweet smile.

"Not at all kid, you can actually destroy anything you want here."

making a sweeping gesture around the room.

"Is this privilege applicable for me too?"

"Nice try Erin but NO. try harder."

"Just trying my luck,"

Reid would roll his eyes if the throbbing headache wouldn't get worst, the comedy of all this is getting under his skin, seeing Erin and Dave play the "dysfunctional" parents over a small sickness is too much.. Or do they...?

Before he could think more, a car's horn blared loudly that it threatens to crack his skull. he held it with his two hands before he laid his head onto Erin's lap.

"What's wrong child? Here let me give you a massage. Dave are you expecting a visitor?"

She gave him a wary look.

He shook his head with obvious denial.

"None, i'll see who it is and drive them away. You okay with Cruella here kid?"

Reid raised a thumbs up his head now buried on a pillow still resting on Erin's lap.

"After all this thing, I want an explanaition for this inappropriate labels, from both of you."