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"I don't want to play with Henry today," Jack said.

Hotch glanced up to the rearview mirror. Jack was slumped in his car seat, looking glum.

"Why not, buddy? You two always have so much fun," Hotch said.

Jack sat up straighter and blew his hair out of his eyes. "Henry's such a baby!"

"Come on, you're not that different in age," Hotch pointed out.

"Yeah, well, he still takes naps," Jack said, as if naps were the stupidest thing in the world, and he was so over them.

"You took a nap yesterday," Hotch said. Why was he getting so much attitude from a six-year-old? Wasn't this supposed to happen in the teenage years?

"Dad! That wasn't a nap. That was a rest!" Jack said, appalled.

"Fine, fine, you took a rest. Anyway, Henry thinks of you as an older brother; he practically worships you," Hotch said.

Jack thought about that for a moment. He pictured himself as the king of the universe, with Henry as his loyal servant, looking out over the planets and stars at his minions. It wasn't a bad idea, really, Jack decided. He smiled to himself. "What's the plan for today?" he asked Hotch.

"Um… well, first, Uncle Will and Uncle Kevin are going to take you and Henry to get ice cream, and then go to the park. After that, you guys can join us at the pool party."

"Huh. How come me and Henry can't go swimming right away?" Jack asked, suspicious.

"Because, Jack, the early afternoon sun will give you boys sunburn," Hotch explained.

"But I already have sunscreen on," Jack pointed out.

"Well, sunscreen doesn't work too well in the early afternoon. It will be better for you to go swimming later, when the sun isn't so high in the sky." It was a weak excuse, but Hotch couldn't think of anything better. The truth was that the team wanted to have some time without the kids around, so that they wouldn't have to act like grown-ups.

"But after four in the afternoon, you don't even need sunscreen. Sunscreen is made for protecting your skin while the sun is high in the sky," Jack argued.

"Yes, well… Look, we're here!" Hotch said, pulling into JJ's driveway.

Jack picked at his seatbelt and waited for his dad to unbuckle him. Car seats were tricky. Hotch opened the side door and freed Jack. Jack reached for his towel and goggles.

"No, buddy, leave those here until you get back. You don't want to lose them, do you?"

Jack sighed and put his swimming stuff on his car seat. He was already wearing his swimming trunks. He had dark blue ones with pirate ships on them, and insisted on wearing them in public as shorts six days out of seven. Hotch let that slide; after all, it didn't harm anybody, and at age six, pirates were the coolest thing on Earth.

As Hotch and Jack climbed the steps to JJ's front door, Garcia and Kevin pulled into the driveway. Jack wanted to go say hello right away, but Hotch thought it best to get into the house first. He gave a little wave to Garcia and rang the doorbell.

"Hi there, Jack!" JJ appeared at the door and let them in, waiting a moment to see if Garcia was coming. She and Kevin were dawdling at the car, extracting brightly colored towels. JJ closed the door and turned to Jack. "Henry's upstairs, finishing his nap. You can go wake him up, if you like."

Jack gave a meaningful look to Hotch before scooting up the stairs to find his loyal servant.

"Prentiss, Morgan, and Reid are out back already," JJ said, pointing to a glass sliding door across the house.

Hotch was about to reply, but he found himself being forced forward as the front door slammed into his back.

"HELLO!" Garcia called. "Where is my godson and his charming playmate?"

Hotch reeled about, hissing. He rubbed his lower back where the doorknob had bit into him. Nobody noticed his pain.

"Jack and Henry are upstairs," JJ said. As soon as she said that, Will came down the stairs, Jack and Henry trotting behind him.

"What handsome young men!" Garcia cooed. Jack and Henry seemed to be drawn to the eccentric woman and mobbed her with hugs. Garcia laughed and plucked them off of her.

"Stand still and close your eyes," she instructed. The boys obeyed. Garcia turned to Kevin, who was standing behind her and held several bags. One overflowed with vivid towels, one had bags of balloons, and the others were full of mysterious objects that would be revealed in time. Garcia reached into a bag and pulled out a roll of stickers. She peeled off two stickers and stuck one on each boy's forehead.

"There!" she said. Jack and Henry opened their eyes and felt the stickers.

"Yours is 3D!" Jack told Henry excitedly. "It's got fish on it!" Henry's sticker was indeed in 3D and depicted colorful clown fish that appeared to move when observed at different angles.

"What's on mine?" Jack demanded.

"You're too tall. I can't tell," Henry grumped. Jack bent his knees to be on the same level as Henry.

"Yours is 3D, too," said Henry slowly, "and it's got frogs!"

"Cool!" Jack exclaimed.

"What do we say, boys?" asked JJ.

"Thank you, Aunt Penelope," Jack and Henry said.

"You're welcome, my lovelies," Garcia grinned.

Meanwhile, Hotch was recovering from his injuries. He did a few stretches to assess the damage, and was pleased at the results. Hotch determined that there would be no lasting damage, although it had hurt really, really badly.

Kevin set down Garcia's bags. "Are you boys ready to go get ice cream?" he asked.

"YEAH!" they yelled. Will and Kevin led the way out the door, Henry and Jack trailing behind them.

"Bye, Mommy!" Henry called, waving emphatically at JJ. She smiled and waved. Jack was determined not to act like a little kid, so instead of calling out to his dad, he gave what he thought was a very grown-up nod and shut the front door behind them.

"Are we the last ones to arrive?" Garcia asked JJ.

"No, Rossi's still out there somewhere," JJ replied, leading the way to the back door.

Hotch did one last stretch and followed them through the kitchen.

"Did you hurt yourself?" Rossi materialized next to Hotch.

"Whoa! Where did you come from?" Hotch asked, a little creeped out.

"The front door seemed a little congested, so I came in through the living room window," Rossi shrugged.

"Is that even legal?" Hotch asked.

"Probably not," Rossi replied nonchalantly.

They all waited as JJ opened the glass sliding door. Garcia, Hotch, Rossi, and JJ entered the backyard. The pool party had begun.