Spencer was awakened by a little boy jumping on him.

"Daddy, you stayed!"

Spencer looked at the little boy ,a little confused, his mind still asleep. He sat up a little, looking around JJ's living room as he woke up more. He had stayed the night.

"Watch 'toons with me."

Spencer nodded as Henry turned on the tv, cartoons popping up immediately. Spencer leaned against the back of the couch, looking at the screen for a brief second, his eyes moving back to the little boy.

"Where's your mommy, Henry?"

Henry's eyes never left the screen. He just pointed down the hall. Spencer smirked a little before getting up and stretching. He made his way down the hall, poking his head in Henry's room. She wasn't there. He moved down the hall a little further and knocked on her door.

The door opened. "Henry, I said I'd..." JJ backed up a little. "Hey."

Spencer rubbed his neck. "Hey, I was... I don't know what I was doing."

JJ smiled a little. "Do... Did you need something?"

Spencer looked at her, she was still in pajamas. Not any pajamas either, a thin white nightgown, covered by a pale purple robe that wasn't really covering anything. He gulped a little. They were friends, just friends...and Henry was no more than a few yards away. "Uh... need... Did I...I need..."

"You need what?" She asked, moving her hand to his chin, lifting his head to meet her eyes. He flushed, extremely, even if there was an amused look in her eye.

"I..uh..."

"Daddy! Foooood."

"Henry needs food." Spencer said, quickly, and JJ smiled a little.

"Then make him something to eat. You want to spend alone time with him, so... show me you can take care of him."

Spencer nodded, his eyes falling again.

"Spencer." She warned and he blushed.

"Food." He said, nodding.

"Will's coming over later. Are you going... Do you think you could take Henry to Garcia's? You can use my car."

"Can't I do something with him?"

"Sure. Garcia made plans for some...play thing though, so afterwards."

Spencer nodded. "So Food."

"Yes, food."

JJ watched him almost back into the wall, stifling a giggle. She closed the door and Spencer had never been more relieved. It wasn't fair. She would have to answer her door wearing that. He shook his head, trying to shake the thoughts.

"So what do you want buddy?"

"Nanas"

"Bananas? I can do that." Spencer nodded, scooping up the little boy. He made his way to the kitchen. "Just bananas? How bout some Cheerios and bananas."

Henry tilted his head, his bottom lip slightly jutted out. After a moment of pondering, he shrugged. "Okay. I do it."

"You want to do it?" Spencer thought about it. What could it hurt? "Okay, you pour the cereal and I'll pour the milk." He set down the boy before grabbing two bowls and the cereal. He hands the box to Henry and held on of the box. He smiled a little, the box almost too big for the little boys hands. Henry poured the cereal into the bowls with a little help from Spencer.

"Good job, buddy." Spencer said, ruffling the little boy's hair, pouring the milk. "Go sit and we'll eat."

"Nanas too!" Henry said, before going to sit. Spencer grabbed a banana to before joining the little boy at the table. The two were enjoying their cereal and bananas when JJ came out of her room, dressed for the day. She looked impressed and amused. Both boys were chewing, eyes on the cartoons with their wavy hair all crazy from sleep. They were definitely father and son.

"What about me?" She asked and Henry's eyes widened, looking at Spencer.

"We forgot Mommy!"

"Oops."

Henry got up. "I make you cereal, Mommy. Dad let me make mine."

"Oh God, did you clean up the mess too, Spencer?"

"There was no mess. We did good."

"I did very good. I didn't spill at all, Mommy."

JJ nodded, ruffling his hair. "Finish your breakfast and then Daddy'll get you ready to spend time with Aunt Penny."

"We gonna get pizza, Daddy! Pizza and play games. You coming?"

Spencer nodded. "Uh huh."

Henry grinned. "That's rad."

Spencer raised an eyebrow. "Rad?"

JJ chuckled. "He spends a lot of time with Garcia, what do you expect?"

Criminal Minds || Viva Las Vegas

Ryan opened her door to see a very tired looking Dr. Reid. He gave her a lazy smile. He was obviously back from Virgina. She had assumed that he wouldn't be back before work on Monday and yet here he was.

"Ready for our date?"

"Spencer, you could have canceled. I would have understood." Ryan said, leaning against her door.

Spencer yawned, shaking his head. He had just gotten back from Quantico, having spent the whole day with Garcia and Henry. Who knew an 19 month old could do so much damage? "That would have been rude."

Ryan rolled her eyes. "Well, come in. I'll make us something and you can tell me about your day with your son."

Spencer nodded, walking inside her apartment. He sat on the couch as she made her way to the kitchen. "Do you want a glass of wine?" She asked.

"That'd be great."

A few moments later, Ryan walked over to him. "You spill this on my carpet and you will be paying the bill, you understand?"

He smirked. "Yes ma'am."

Ryan handed him the glass of red wine, before sitting next to him. "So tell me about your day."

Spencer sipped the wine. "Merlot?" He asked, about the wine and she gave him a look, unimpressed. "Okay, the day. JJ and I obviously talked and we're okay so.. I spent the day with Henry and Penelope while she and Will tried to figure things out. Garcia had planned to spend the day at some pizza and games place, so thats what we did for a few hours. I think we played every game. He's definitely gifted. We somehow started doing math, because.. of the coins and all..."

"You can't even have a day of fun without teaching someone something about math, can you?"

Spencer glared. "He wanted to know!"

"I'm sure."

Spencer gave her a look. "Then Henry and I went to the National Aquarium. He was completely enamored with the reptiles. He loved the turtles. I think I might get him one for his birthday."

"A turtle? He'll only be two, Spencer. Isn't that a little young for a pet, plus JJ would have to agree."

Spencer made a face. "It can't be that hard to take care of a turtle."

Ryan looked at him, curious. "Have you ever had a pet?"

Spencer shook his head, sipping his wine. "Never had time."

She rested her head on his shoulder. "That's sad. I had a dog growing up. An Anatolian Shepherd named Court. He was like 130 pounds. He was huge. I'd ride on his back as a toddler. He passed away a few years before my little brother was born."

"Dogs hate me."

Ryan rolled her eyes. "I'm sure they don't. You should get a pet. Maybe a kitten, since 'dogs hate you.'"

Spencer shook his head. "I'm not getting a cat."

Ryan grabbed his wine glass and took a sip. "Suit yourself, now come help me with dinner. Seeing how you were supposed to take me out tonight, you can at least help cook."

"What if I can't-"

"Oh don't even give me that, Genius. If you can get degrees in Engineering and Chemistry, you can make a meal."