A/N: Sorry I'm late... really late... Anyway enjoy.

Eighteen years later:

"Hey dad?" Jason called.

"Hey buddy," Spencer smiled.

"Can we talk?" Sam asked.

"Sure...is something wrong?" Spencer wondered.

"Ummm you know...you know how you explained how we were made and all..." Jason began.

"Yeah?"

"Do...do we have that gene too?" Sam asked shyly.

"I'm not sure but the statistics prove that most DNA strands are passed on from parents like traits I wouldn't be surprised if you both had it... why?" Spencer rambles to a stop.

"Umm...it's hard to explain," Jason replies.

Both boys had turned eighten last month. Sam and Jason were both very athletic but Jason perfered books than sports. Sam took over Derek. Of course both boys were geniuses but not as much as ther dad. Payton was now nineteen and she just graduated high school...another genius as well but they all decided to remain as normal as possible with their family.

"I think I could follow," Spencer smiled again.

"Daddy you do know they're gay right?" Payton asked from behind.

"Yes darling," Spencer replied.

"Wow gee thanks sis," Sam rolled his eyes.

"Okay what is going on?" Spencer sighed getting annoyed and worried.

"Hey you shouldn't be talking!" Payton argued.

"At least I don't act like a know it all!" Jason shouted.

"At least my boyfriend isn't eight years older than me!" Payton retorted.

Worst time possible, Spencer sighed as Derek stared at the small group.

"Excuse me young lady?" Derek chided.

"N-nothing papa," she said quietly.

"Thanks Payton," Sam said angry.

"Explain yourself now!" Derek rose his voice.

"It's nothing," Jason blushes.

"Say it before you give Spence a heart attack," he glares.

He knew the way Spencer was rubbing at his temples meant he had a head ache.

"Sorry daddy," Payton whispered.

"Go to your room," Derek shooed her away.

"But dad!"

"No buts."

Payton ran upstairs and slammed the door.

"Jason, I'm waiting..." he said impatiently.

"I have a boyfriend..." he shrugged.

"So do I," Sam added.

"We figured that out," Spencer said softly.

"Then do you know who it is?" they both questioned simultaneously.

"Enlighten me," Derek said.

"...I might be pregnant!" Jason blurted out.

Derek's eyes widen and the shock turned to anger.

"Derek," Spencer warned.

"I was worried about Payton while these two were the ones jerking off!"

"Well you didn't exactly warned us that we might have the gene!" Sam defended.

"Who is it?"

"Who is what?" Jason asked in a small voice.

Derek narrowed his eyes.

There was a knock at the door. Jason looked at Derek then at the door. He sprinted to get to the door but Derek beat him to it. JJ and Hotch were standing at the door.

"What is going on?" Derek asked.

"That's what we want to know," JJ sighed.

Derek took a deep breath obviously displeased. The tiredness and the age is finally catching up to him.

"What are you planning on doing?" Hotch asked sternly.

His son Jack, now in his mid to late twenties, shrugged.

"Shrugging isn't an answer," Derek hissed.

"Mr. Morgan I love Jason. I would do anything to make him happy and to make our families happy but I'll never give him nor our baby up so don't expect me to waltz out of his life," he finally spoke.

Each word sounded sincere.

"Fine but you better not hurt him," Derek sighed.

"I'll make sure of that," Hotch added.

"Henry, you and Sam better wait," JJ sighed as well.

Spencer chuckled. The irony of it all.