Viva Las Vegas Chapter 60, a criminal minds fanfic

Author's Note:

After writing this, I've realized Henry's too smart. Way too smart. Kid's gonna need to do some drugs in his teen years to kill some of those brain cells. But no, really, I think he's emotionally too smart. Like I don't think even a genius two year could infer and observe the things he does but this was... I had to post it.

I don't know any genius two years old (although my 1 1/2 year old nephew kind of looks like Einstein with the crazy hair.) so... Henry's basically just a mini adult. There isn't much research out there on mini geniuses either. so...Idk. It's 3 am, so I'm going to bed. Good night! Enjoy.

Henry looked between his parents. Neither had spoken much since his question. He looked at his dad, who kept looking at his phone, before looking at his mom, who had her mad face on. Was she mad at him? He frowned.

"Mommy?"

She raised her eyes to meet his. She didn't speak.

"Mommy, did I do something wrong?" He asked, softly.

She glanced up again and frowned. "No, little man, you didn't do anything wrong."

"You and daddy not talking now and no one answered my question."

JJ looked at Spencer before back at the road. "Henry..."

Spencer looked at her, waiting for her words as well. His dad seemed really mad. He had heard him say that they should tell him the truth, but mommy said no. Henry hadn't asked what the truth was. He didn't want his parents to fight.

"Sometimes, there are things that you just don't need to know about."

He rolled his eyes. He had heard that before.

"But you tell me I can't share but you shared. That's not fair."

Spencer raised his eyebrows, still looking at her, obviously curious about her answer as well.

JJ glared at Spencer before looking at Henry in the rear view mirror again.

"When you're older, I'll explain."

Henry looked at his dad. "Daddy, you tell me now?"

JJ looked at Spencer quickly and Spencer turned to face the boy.

"Your mommy said no."

"Spencer! Don't make me the bad guy!"

"He's not a normal two year old, JJ. He doesn't need the details, but we could atleast-"

"I'm not explaining infidelity to my 23 month old son, Spencer."

"Then maybe you shouldn't have engaged in such activities then."

JJ looked at him. "Are you saying you regret-"

Spencer glared at her. "I would never say that and you know it."

Henry looked between his two parents before frowning. "Don't fight."

Spencer turned to look at him before sighing. "I'm sorry, buddy. We aren't fighting. Mommy and I are just debating morals."

Henry frowned. "What are morals?"

"It's what you do that is good and bad."

"Mommy did something bad?"

"No, no. no." Spencer rubbed his temples. "We're..." He sighed. "Okay, we were fighting but we're not fighting anymore, okay, buddy. See."

Spencer leaned over and kissed JJ's cheek.

Henry watched them for a second, trying to figure everything out.

"I call Papa Daddy first."

Spencer paled a little.

"But then you say I your son. I not Papa son. Why Papa my Daddy and then you my Daddy? Did you know I was your son all the time?"

"No." Spencer shook his head, looking at Henry.

"Spencer!"

Henry frowned. "But Mommy knew because I in her tummy. Like you say."

Spencer watched the boy. Henry waited for his dad to say something and when he didn't, he sighed.

"Papa supposed to be my Daddy, huh? That why Mommy and Papa fight. Because you my Daddy..." Henry frowned deepened. "It my fault Mommy and Papa fight."

"No, Henry, Not at all." JJ said, looking towards him. Henry's bottom lip jutted out and trembled.

"Pull over." Spencer said to JJ and when she did, Spencer got out and unbuckled Henry from the car seat. He pulled him to his arms and hugged him.

"Listen to me, Henry. You are no way at all the reason your Mommy and Papa fight. Mommy and Daddy...did something wrong and Papa got really hurt, but that wasn't because of you at all."

Henry looked at his mom, tears running down his cheek. "Nu uh! Papa mad because I yours, Daddy! He mad at me!"

JJ grabbed the little boy and held him against his chest. "No way, Henry. Your Papa loves you so much. He could never ever be mad at you for something like that."

Henry cried and Spencer looked towards JJ, who had a tear running down her cheek as well. He rubbed his face, trying to think of something to say to make everything better, but what could he say? He leaned against the car, watching as JJ tried to console the boy but nothing seemed to be working. It didn't help that she was upset herself. He pushed off the car and took the boy from JJ.

"Go calm down. I'll talk to him."

JJ shook her head. "Spence.."

"Just... call Will or something. Maybe he can help."

JJ looked at him. He looked broken too, but then again, wasn't this his worst nightmare? Henry was feeling what he felt for years. She nodded and moved to the car.

"Henry."

Henry just continued to cry.

"Henry, listen to me."

"Daddy, I bad. Papa hate me." He wailed.

"Henry, no, buddy. Listen to me."

He sat down on a curb with the boy.

"You are not bad and your Papa doesn't hate you. It's not your fault that your mommy and him are fighting buddy. It could never be your fault. When I was a little older than you, my mommy and daddy would fight all the time because they didn't know what to do with me. I was too smart, like you.. and my daddy wanted me to be normal and play sports and do things and... my mom thought I should read all day and be the best I could be at being smart."

"They fight about you?" Henry said, having calmed down a little to listen. Always curious.

"Yeah and other things, but when my daddy left... I thought it was all my fault."

"It wasn't?"

"No way. My mommy and daddy had other things they were fighting about, like... my mommy was really sick and my daddy worked too much and just a lot of stuff that broke them apart that wasn't about me."

"But they fight bout you!" Henry said, sniffling. The tears finally stopping.

"Because they both loved me and wanted the best for me. Your mommy and your papa both love you so much and your papa hurts that mommy and daddy didn't tell him that you were my son. He loves you so much that he wants you to be just his."

"But daddy, I is his son too! He my papa."

"I know, buddy, but when people get really sad, they forget things like that. When my daddy left, I was so sad and so mad that I forgot that he took me to the zoo and he played games with me and he tried to do everything with me that my mother couldn't do with me because she was sick. I just concentrated on the fact that he left and that's all that mattered and when I saw him again, I yelled at him and fought with him.

"like Papa and Mommy fight."

"Sort of."

"But we have dinner with him and you were nice."

"Because... I'm trying to remember the good things. Ms. Ryan told me about how much she loved her dad and missed him."

"Because he got hurt when he cleaned up the bad guys mess."

"Uh huh. and I thought about my dad and how he was still there and I shouldn't be so mean."

"So... we tell Papa that I still here and he shouldn't be mean to mommy because I still his son too. I be your son and his son at the same time."

Spencer looked at him. "...yeah." He looked up to see JJ walking back over to them.

Henry sighed and sniffled. "But what if he still mad at me?"

"He's not mad at you, buddy. He's mad at mommy and me."

"Okay." Henry rolled his eyes. "What if he still mad at you and mommy. You tell him about your daddy, like you tell me? That being mad silly and he remember the good times?"

Spencer nodded. "I'll tell him that."

Henry rubbed his eyes. "I not bad, Mommy."

"No, Henry. You're not bad." JJ said, kneeling next to him. She pulled out a tissue and wiped his nose before he spoke again.

"You and Daddy bad."

Spencer looked at him and frowned. "We're not mad either. We just..." He shrugged. "We won't do it again."

"Good. No sharing people, Daddy. Ms. Ryan no share. You no share. Mommy no share." Henry looked at his mommy and she nodded. He then looked at his dad, waiting for him to agree.

Spencer nodded too. "I won't share Ryan with anyone else and Ryan won't share me with anyone else."