Spencer tapped his fingers against his desk, listening to the phone ring. He sighed when it went to her voicemail: "This is Jennifer Jareau, I can not pick up the phone right now. Leave a message and I will get back to you as soon as possible."

He sighed and redialed the number. He had called Garcia, so he knew the team wasn't out. JJ was at home with her son. His son. She needed to answer. It rang and rang. He groaned before Sarah looked up.

"Is there a reason why you need Agent Jareau?"

"I want to talk to Henry."

Sarah nodded. "Would you like me to try, sir?"

Spencer looked at her. He nodded.

Sarah grabbed the phone on her desk and called the number. She put it on speaker phone and waited.

"Jennifer Jareau."

Spencer frowned and looked at Sarah. Sarah's eyes widened. "Uh.. Ms. Jareau? This is.. Sarah Black, Spencer-"

"Spencer told you to call me?"

"Yes ma'am. He says he wants to talk to..."

"Henry's asleep. He's got a cold. Tell him I'll.."

"He's got a cold and you didn't tell me?"

JJ sighed and Sarah cleared her throat. "I'll... go... see if Grey is done with his files."

Spencer watched as she left. "He's my son too, JJ."

"Spencer, stop freaking out."

"I'm not freaking out. I want to talk to him."

"He's sick, Spencer. He's sleeping. I'll call you tomorrow when he's awake. Goodnight."

Spencer shook his head when she hung up.

Spencer left the office to see Elle looking at him. "You okay, Spencer?"

He glared, going back to get a cup of coffee. Elle looked at Sarah before Ryan got up.

"I'll go see what's wrong."

DiMario stood up. "I'll go."

Ryan paused and looked at him. "Okay."

DiMario walked into the break room. "Hey man, what's up?"

"Henry's sick and JJ's being..."

"You're feeling bad that you can't be there?"

Spencer sighed and rubbed his head. "He's sick and I just want to talk to him. JJ's mad at me and she's...she could have woke him up."

"Spencer, he's sick. Do you really want to wake him up?"

Spencer pouted. "No, he needs to rest. Sleep restores and helps the immune system."

"Exactly, so she was just doing the motherly thing. It wasn't because of you."

"I want to be there when he gets sick. I want to take care of him."

"Then try and get joint custody."

Spencer frowned. "JJ would hate me."

"Isn't she already mad at you, anyways?"

He bit his lip. "Not as mad as she'd be if I did that. I don't think she'd ever speak to me again."

"But you'd time with your son."

"Do you have joint custody?"

"No.I get Connor every other weekend. and when I have vacation time."

"Why didn't you get joint custody?"

"I couldn't take my ex to court like that. I threatened it and she offered what we have. I took it."

Spencer sipped his coffee. "It would destroy her relationship."

DiMario shrugged. "Whatever it is you decide to do, you know that we'd all behind you. We'll support whatever you decide to do, Reid."

Spencer smiled. "Thanks, man."

CRIMINAL MINDS || VIVA LAS VEGAS

Spencer stood when he saw Ryan enter the restaurant. She smiled at sat down at his table.

"Such a gentleman, Dr. Reid."

"Making up for being so inconsiderate before."

Ryan shook her head. "You were hurting...and high."

Spencer flushed. "Still, give me no right to use you for my own needs."

Ryan nodded. "Well you have a point there. You did get dinner like you promised though."

Spencer sipped his water. "Does take out count?"

Ryan shrugged. "it was good, regardless."

"This will be much better, I promise."

She smiled. "It already is. You look very handsome."

He flushed a little. "As you look very beautiful. You look excellent in purple."

"Well I remembered you said it was your favorite color."

"I did."

"Yea, so...I was a little surprised you asked me to dinner tonight. You stayed in your office a lot. What did you and DiMario talk about?"

"Henry."

"JJ still not returning your calls?"

He shook his head and Ryan reached out to touch his hand. "She'll come around, Spencer. She's... I don't know."

"Henry's sick and I just feel.. left out, you know?"

"Little kids get sick, Spencer. He'll be okay. JJ wouldn't not call you if he was in danger just because what happened. She doesn't seem to be that cold."

"She isn't." He sighed. "Lets talk about something else."

Ryan nodded. "Gladly."

He smiled a little. "I'm sorry you got pulled into all this. If you'd rather... I mean, if you don't.."

"I wouldn't have agreed to dinner if I didn't want to."

"Right. so...wine choice.."

Ryan listened to him rattle on about what would be good with what.

CRIMINAL MINDS || VIVA LAS VEGAS

Ryan turned to the man.

"Thank you for dinner, Spencer. It was wonderful."

Spencer smiled. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Maybe we can do it again."

She nodded. "That'd be great. I'd love to. "

"The only thing is we'd have to keep it low profile."

"Due to the rules, I understand. You being my boss and all."

He grinned. "Yeah. That could be bad."

Ryan nodded before biting at her bottom lip. "Do you...want to come in?"

Spencer blushed a little. "I, uh.." Yes. Yes he wanted to come in. "I think it would be best if I didn't. We... we should do this...right."

Ryan smiled. "Such the gentleman now, Mr. Reid."

"Dr. Reid." He corrected and smiled showing he was only teasing.

She chuckled a little. "How could I forget."

Spencer took a step towards her. "I don't know. I have three."

"Ahh yes, Math, Engineering and what was the other one?"

"Chemistry." He said, leaning hsi head down a little, wanting to feel her lips against his.

She smiled, resting her hands on his chest. "And do you think we have it? Seeing how you're a Doctor in it and all, you should -"

Spencer interrupted her with a kiss which she responded to, her hands moving up to his shoulders. He pulled away a few moments away.

"I'd say we definitely do." He said, taking a step back.

She grinned. "Good night, Doctor."

"Good night, Ryan."