Okay, I need to stop with the pointing out hits and stuff. I'm here to write a story, not act like Charlie Sheen.

Heh, tiger blood...

Thank you all for reviewing.

Birds chirped happily as they flew threw the cloudy, yet calm afternoon over a park. A young couple sat on a bench, their faces noticeably close to one another's, An aged man with a younger child laid a blanket down on the grass along with a basket full of food. And last but not least, two FBI agents and a small boy just entered the area.

Hotch decided that a good way to spend their weekend off would be to go to the park, since there was no rain in the forecast, and it was better than doing nothing indoors. Besides, both Spencer and Jack were getting a little stir crazy, so it seemed like a good idea to allow them to burn off some energy. Around the park were stations and carts with food, some games, and balloons, few kids were attempting to fly kites, though the lack of wind made it nearly impossible.

Aaron watched as Jack tugged on Reid and asked him to take him to the game stands. Spencer made sure the boy got permission from his father first before they took off, more like raced each other. The Unit Chief couldn't help but smile, seeing his son and the youngest of his team bond like this was just so heartwarming, it was clear that Reid was almost like an older brother to Jack, especially after the young doctor had allegedly helped 'take care' of a bully at his elementary school. Hotch still wasn't sure on exactly what happened that day, but part of him felt it was for the better.

Seeing Spencer so happy too, now that his nightmares were over with, well, about his father anyway. Dreams about cases still happened now and again, but everyone on the team knew that Reid wasn't alone in that department. It was almost like as if bad dreams were a part of the job they do, but what else would they expect? They're only human.

Some meters away, his two boys were at one of the games, trying to throw a ball at the stack of pins to win a prize. Even though they weren't proving very successful, they were still laughing and having a good time, enjoying themselves. Hotch was figuring Reid would be broke by the time they went home, but eventually they won it finally, Jack did anyway. The two came bounding back to the BAU leader, Jack had a stuffed horse wrapped in his arms.

"Daddy, look what me and Spencer got!" The boy exclaimed, holding up his newly won prize for his father to see.

"That's cool, Jack." Hotch nodded, briefly examining the toy. He then looked up at Reid with slight concern. "How much did that cost you, Spencer?"

"Only a few dollars." The young agent shrugged. "Though it was 25 cents a turn." He mumbled sheepishly.

Aaron chuckled, causing him to blush. "It's okay, Reid." He patted him on the shoulder to try and ease his mild discomfort.

The sky started to clear and allow sunshine to peek through the dissipating clouds. Jack went to go play on the gym after handing his horse to Hotch and Spencer, who sat on a bench close by so that they could still keep an eye on him.

"It's starting to become a nice day." Reid observed.

"It is." Aaron agreed, placing his son's toy to his right. As Jack played, he glanced over at the younger man sitting next to him. Spencer sat with his arms pressed against his sides and his hands clasped together. He fidgeted and looked around in a carefree manner, an occasional small breeze blew curly brown strands in it's direction. He still looked as young and innocent as ever.

To think that he can still appear that way despite what he's been through his whole life was rather amazing. But, he did have the support of the whole BAU team, and it made Hotch wonder what he would've turned out to be had the FBI never become a part of his life, had Gideon never approached him that faithful day.

Would he have landed a job working as a rocket scientist somewhere, maybe trying to figure out a cure for cancer perhaps? Or would his rough childhood done something to him that nobody wanted to think about? It was hard to imagine that Reid could've very well ended up like the people they chase down for a living, and yet he didn't. It was as if fate itself took pity on him and ensured his paths crossed with Jason, which lead to him becoming a member of the BAU, opposed to some psycho, driven by their awful experiences growing up, fueling their need to kill.

But Spencer didn't become an unsub, he was a genius, the youngest to join the FBI, and was indeed a good profiler. He was kind, caring, and considerate, he would never hurt anybody he didn't have to, and it was difficult to think that anyone would want to do anything bad to him, especially if that person was their own birth father.

Hotch tried, he honestly did, desperately even, but he just couldn't shove the idea of Reid possibly being abused as a child, obviously by the hands of William. The thought lingered in the back of his mind, just prominent enough that he couldn't forget it no matter how much he tried. But his question was why? What would cause the man to hurt his child, his only child at that? Was he stressed out over his sick wife, did he drink often, just suddenly decide to take it out on Spencer? But during his appointment with Dr. Aled, he'd been asked, quite reluctantly if he ever had been abused, and he answered 'no', that and his nightmares have finally stopped, Aaron wasn't sure when he should ask Spencer, or if he even should at all, though he felt the idea would never leave his head if he didn't at some point.

If the young doctor had indeed been abused, Hotch wanted to make sure William suffered for it, even despite how long ago it happened, they had already added child abandonment, so what would be the problem of including child abuse?

Patience. That's all he needed. Some day the time will come and he'll be able to safely ask Spencer, but would he tell him? Reid always had trust issues in the past, especially regarding personal matters, but he's gotten over them significantly in recent times. It's not like William can hurt him anymore if he told on him, the man was already in prison where he belonged. Of all the people Reid knew, Morgan is probably the one he trusts the most since Gideon's departure, and Hotch knew that he himself was likely a close second, after all, the young man did open up to Derek about nightmares once before, but would a topic about his father being a possible child abuser be too personal? Reid had made it clear before that he saw the team as a family, and Aaron as more of a father to him than William could ever be, maybe Spencer would be willing to talk at some point. Not right now, but some time for sure.

Reid looked over at the BAU leader, he could tell that the older man was deep in thought about something, though he wasn't sure quite what, and he wasn't about to ask either. Aaron noticed Spencer and stopped. He flashed a ghost of a smile and wrapped an arm around his shoulders, pulling him closer. Even though they were in public, the younger agent couldn't resist resting his head on his boss' shoulder, the top of his head against Hotch's neck. The Unit Chief looked off in the distance briefly to see Jack still playing, then he gazed down at Reid, his eyes were closed in relaxation while he sighed with content. The sight was so heartwarming, he couldn't even explain. He also couldn't bare the thought of taking away any peace he finally has by asking him that one question he was afraid to find out the answer to.

He shook his head, no, he wasn't going to think about that right now, he was going to enjoy a day at the park with his two boys. He watched Jack run over to a drinking fountain for a moment before returning to the jungle gym, Spencer nestled further into him, a happy smile on his face. Aaron felt the edge of his lips slowly but surely turn upward more and more, knowing that he's providing Reid with something the younger profiler probably would have never gotten to experience in his life was rewarding at the very least.

Someone was coming their way, a woman. Hotch couldn't tell if she was approaching them or just passing by like that man and his dog did a couple minutes ago. She slowed to a stop once she reached them, her expressions were a little suspicious, Spencer shot up from his comfy position resting against Aaron after he realized an unfamiliar presence, Hotch went into profiler mode, unsure of what this woman wanted.

"Can I help you, ma'am?" He asked, his voice calm.

"Are you two together?" She asked, her arms folded. Reid was confused.

"Excuse me?" Hotch cocked an eyebrow.

"Are you two... in some sort of relationship?" She glared at Spencer, who still had Aaron's arm around him. The younger man swallowed and shrunk back. Hotch countered with a stern glare of his own.

"If you're implying that we're a couple, no, we are not. Are we in a relationship? Yes."

"I knew it." She muttered. "Just so you know, I don't like your kind of people-"

"This is my son, Spencer." He cut her off, surprising both Reid and the woman.

"Your... son?" Her eyes widened.

"Yes." Aaron replied. "And if you have a problem with me openly showing my love for him, I suggest you leave us be."

The woman stuttered, her eyes the size of dinner plates, her blushing cheeks nearly put Spencer's to shame. "I'm-I'm sorry, I just, I'm going to..." She took off in a mad dash. Reid was shocked to say the least, but Hotch barely seemed at all fazed.

"Can you believe that woman?" He turned to the gaping young genius next to him.

"I, ah..." Spencer stammered, he was at a loss for words. After a moment, he cleared his throat and asked "Did you really mean that?"

"Of course." Aaron smiled genuinely. Reid returned the smile and sniffled, he leaned back against his superior before Hotch wiped a stray tear off of his youngest's face.

"Thank you, dad." He said softly.

"You're welco-" His phone rang and he cursed, knowing very well who it was and why they were calling. After answering the call and eventually hanging up, he and Spencer got up from the bench to gather Jack so they could go home and get ready for another case, he would also need to inform Jessica too.

Before they went home though, Aaron Hotchner and his two sons stopped for ice cream.

Hmm, now I want ice cream. :P