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Chapter Four

As the rest of the team headed back to the hotel Rossi took Spencer to his old foster home to collect the belongings that he wanted to keep. His heart sank just a little bit more as Spencer began to pack. The boy had virtually no sentimental items, no teddy-bears or no cuddly blankets. The only real individual item was a photo-album and an old book of Tristan and Isolde.

Spencer quietly explained, "When my mom started to slip she thought that the government was spying on us through the eyes of my stuffed animals and one day I woke up to find her burning them all in the back-yard, including my favourite bear, Einstein. Then when social services came they said that I could only take two books so I took the photo-album and Tristan and Isolde, which was my mom's favourite. She used to read it to me when I was little."

He gently held the boy in his arms vowing that he would get the boy everything he could want, including a new teddy-bear. However he did chuckle a bit at the fact that the little one had called his teddy-bear Einstein. Only his little genius.

"We can get you whatever teddy-bear you would like Spence, along with new clothing." He comforted Spencer,

"What-What-Do I call you when the paperwork goes through?" Spencer blurted out,

"Well I would enjoy if you called me 'Dad' but I understand that you might find that hard. You can call me Dave, or David, but no formal titles." He explained, desperately hoping that Spencer would feel comfortable enough to call him Dad. It was weird he had only known the boy for a couple of days but he felt a connection to him and it felt like they truly did belong together as father and son.

Spencer's heart soared when he heard David's explanation. He really didn't consider his biologically father to be his dad, not after William had abandoned Spencer and his mom. He had always wanted a real dad but none of the previous families had wanted him. They always got freaked out with his intelligence, thought he was mocking them, and quickly found a reason to send him to another home. He wasn't mocking them; he just got information quickly and wanted to share it with others. He vowed to try to not freak Dave out, he really wanted to stay with him.

When he got no response from Spencer, Dave continued on, "Is there anything else you need Spencer?"

"No Sir," Spencer responded then quickly realized his mistake and corrected, "No Dave."

"Okay, then we are going to head back to the hotel and you can meet some of my friends and then I think it'll be time for you to head to bed."

They found the BAU team in Gideon's room chatting and playing cards, with the television on in the background.

"Everybody as I'm sure you are well aware this is Spencer. I am in the process of formally adopting him." Dave started, "Spencer the man to your left is Jason Gideon. He and I are the leaders of this little group."

Gideon gave a little wave and interrupted, "Hi Spencer, you can call me Jason or Gideon. I'll answer to either."

Rossi continued on, "The man next to him is Aaron Hotchner or Hotch as we all refer to him. He's going to take over my position when I start my writing. Next to him is JJ who you've already met. And last but not least is Derek Morgan but don't be scared of him he really is a softie."

"Ahh man, you're going to destroy my reputation." Derek retorted back to Dave but then turned to Spencer, "He is right kid. I'm not going to hurt you."

Dave could see that Spencer was fading as he introduced the team as much as the boy was listening attentively.

"We are going to head back to my-our-room so I can put Spencer to bed. I think somebody's getting a little tired. I'm not flying back with you guys I have to stay in town until the paperwork has gone through."

Gideon was the first to reply, "We'd stay but Strauss would be on us."

"That's okay."

He quickly brought Spencer back to his room. Luckily the room had a pull-out coach. He helped Spencer pull on a pair of threadbare pyjamas, silently promising that they would go get new clothes for the boy tomorrow. When the Spencer was ready for bed he tucked him into the main bed, knowing that he would be fine on the pull-out bed. Expect Spencer wouldn't let go of his shirt so he slipped in beside his new-found son. Soon both drifted off to sleep content.