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Garcia continued gripping Reid's hand, for she felt that if she ever let go, he would somehow disappear. It barely fazed Spencer that his own biological father had four guns aimed right at him, he secretly hoped that someone would just pull the trigger and end it all right now, but he knew deep down that wishing death upon someone was wrong, no matter how evil they were. Accidents could always happen though. William stood there gripping the knife in his hand, he wasn't sure on what to do, if he moved even an inch closer to his son, bullets would be flying, if he chose to turn and run, the very same thing would probably happen.

Hotch stood there as calmly as he could, he was facing the man who he learned had molested his youngest agent, the rest of the team didn't know that yet. He was half tempted to pounce the man and beat him like he did Foyet, but he needed to keep his cool and not snap, it would only result in more problems on his part later.

"William Reid, put down the knife." Rossi ordered.

The poor excuse of a father shook his head and pointed his weapon toward Spencer. "Not until I 'take care' of him."

"You've got to be stupid if you think you're going to do anything with us here." JJ glared.

"Why?" William scoffed. "Because you all think that spoiled overgrown brat over there is your family?"

"Yes, we do." Aaron said. "And you will be asked once more to put the knife down."

William just smirked at the agents, he gave a slight knock to his body, an unnatural sound of his fist hitting into something hard was heard. "Bullet proof body suit, a friend of mine gave it to me." He said in a cocky fashion, they had a feeling on who he was talking about. The door opened quickly and before he could turn around, the barrel of a gun was pressed against the back of his head.

"Drop the knife you son of a bitch before I blow your brains out." Morgan growled. "That is, if you even have any."

Prentiss suddenly grew a devious grin on her face as she lowered the aim of her firearm toward William's pants. "Or how about your groin?" She emphasized tauntingly. "I could give you a free castration right here, right now. No bullet proof anything is protecting you there."

"Or maybe your leg?" Dave suggested changing his aim as well. "That's where your son got shot on a case once, he had to use crutches and a walking cane for a while."

"I bet the hip bone would hurt like hell." JJ added.

"You people are psychos!" William shouted.

"They're not the psychos, you are." Reid spat. "Give it up, William, it's over."

"Spencer, I'm your father, you can't call me by my name." The man tried to argue.

"No, Aaron Hotchner is my father, and I can call you whatever I want."

"We'll see about that." He growled, swiftly lifting up his knife and throwing it just before Morgan tackled him. The clumsy throw didn't even reach near the bed Spencer lay on. Hotch would have pulled the trigger but Derek got in his line of fire. The dark skinned agent handcuffed William, not bothering to pay attention on how tight he made the restraints. The man could lose all the circulation in his hands for all he cared. "In here." He called outside the room where two officers appeared. He roughly brought William to his feet and literary shoved him into the two cops who barely managed to catch him without falling over themselves. After regaining their balance, one of the officers proceeded to read out the charges.

"William Reid, you are under arrest for the murder of Chris Matthews, child molestation, robbery and grand larceny, horse theft, and the attempted murder of Dr. Spencer Reid." Some of the team raised their eyebrows at what they just heard, but one thing that caught their attention the most was 'child molestation.' Penelope looked over at Spencer, who's gaze was suddenly down at his twiddling fingers, and his cheeks were completely red. Her mouth hung open in horror before she got up and hurried over to William before he was lead away. "Wait!" She called. The cop stopped and obeyed the unexpected command.

"Garcia, what are you-" Morgan tried to object but he was ignored and brushed aside. The flamboyant woman stopped once she and Reid's father were face to face. "You molested my Junior G-man?" She demanded.

"So what if I did?" He shrugged carelessly, having already figured who she was talking about.

Garcia sent him a glare that practically rivaled Hotch's. "I'll tell you what, you sicko." In one swift move, she swung her leg up and her shoe slammed in between William's legs. His eyes widened and he bent forward before emitting a groan and falling to the floor. Satisfied, she huffed and returned to her spot next to Spencer, who was now staring at her with shock, along with everyone else. They watched as the officers were now dragging William across the floor, out of the room and down the hall. JJ went around the bed and approached her, the two blondes then shared a high five.

"Garcia?" Hotch cocked an eyebrow at the technical analyst.

"Y-yes, sir?" She frowned as she began to feel tense.

A brief smirk appeared on his face. "Nice job."

"Thanks, boss-man!" Penelope grinned.

"Now that I think about it, one of us should head over and interrogate that bastard." Derek said, slowly edging his way to the door.

"Hotch, would you like to go with Morgan?" Rossi asked. "I'm sure Reid will be fine with me and the girls."

The BAU leader shook his head firmly. "No, I'm staying with my son." He looked over at Spencer who cast him a ghost of a smile.

"I'll come with." Prentiss offered, Morgan silently nodded as she got to her feet and followed him out down the hallway. After they disappeared, Garcia suggested they watch TV, she grabbed the corded remote from Reid's side and turned on the television hanging on the wall opposite from them. When the show came on, she gasped and clapped her hands like an excited little school girl.

"I love this show! It's about these people who catch criminal by thinking like them." She explained cheerfully. "My favorite character is that young team member, I always forget his name though."

"Hey, I like this show too, next to Star Trek." Reid said.

"No way!"

"Yeah," He nodded. "I recall it being titled 'Criminal-'" Before he could finish, the program suddenly changed to a news broadcast, Garcia wasn't even able to do so much as pout over the change because she was just as stunned as everyone else at what they saw beyond the 'breaking news' banner on the screen and what the female reporter was saying.

"William Reid, a man recently arrested for several charges including the murder of a tourist in Quantico yesterday and the attempted murder of a federal agent just a little while ago today inside a hospital was shot dead from a single gunshot by an unknown assailant as he was being brought to a cruiser to be taken in for interrogation. The arresting officers called for backup as they and two FBI profilers on the scene had started scanning around the area for the possible culprit. Doctors confirmed Mr. Reid dead barely a couple minutes ago-"

Hotch, Rossi, and JJ had practically jumped to their feet as they rushed out of the room, Penelope stayed by Spencer's side, both were squeezing each others hands.

(Spencer Reid!)

Aaron stared down at the man's face, oblivious to the bloody hole in his forehead. The man who molested his son as a child, abandoned him and his mother, attacked him, and even tried to kill him was dead. Although he was puzzled on this sudden turn of events, he was glad that William was truly out of Spencer's life for good, the young agent could finally live with one less stress in the world.

He tried not to think about it too much, but he was really stumped on who would kill William, besides everyone on the team that is. Whoever they were, they had to have either been good at hiding or a good aim. The parking lot is fairly open with very little coverage for quite a few meters. He saw the same reporter on the TV in Reid's room still talking to a large camera a man was holding, he glanced back at William's lifeless body and sighed. Morgan and Prentiss soon returned, neither them nor the two officers could find anything. Aaron was slightly disappointed but he nodded and decided to go back to Spencer and Garcia. Rossi and JJ had been watching on the sidelines, seeing that there was nothing they were needed for, they followed the Unit Chief back inside the hospital.

Derek shot Emily a concerned look, she seemed rather pale, and it worried him a little. "You okay, Em?"

"Hm? Oh, yeah, I'm fine." She lied. "Just a little... confused is all."

"Tell me about it." He shook his head. "Well, I'm going back inside before that reporter decides to bug me, you coming?"

"I'll catch up with you in a minute." Prentiss said. Morgan glanced at her again, but it went unnoticed, he headed for the ER entrance, leaving his colleague to herself. Well, mostly herself, not counting the two officers and the news reporter nearby. She studied William's corpse, particularly the bloody hole on his forehead. She knew who killed him, she didn't even need to guess twice who it was. Most importantly, she knew that that fatal bullet was intended for her, not Reid's father.

Still pained from Garcia's attack, the man stumbled and the officers had to work to get him all the way upright, and during that time, a single gunshot rang out. William just happened to trip in the way, the bullet that would have pierced her heart ended up being blocked by William's thick skull. In a way, he unintentionally saved Prentiss' life. She ran a hand through her hair and took a deep breath, since they found nothing or nobody anywhere, Doyle must have fled the scene real quickly before he could be caught. She thought he was one of those awful memories she could actually forget about, but apparently not, and now he knows where to find both her and her team... Hotch and Spencer, who could finally continue with their makeshift surrogate father and son relationship they've developed. Just when they thought William was going to destroy that, another, more dangerous man can easily threaten all that and much more. She knew her team could never know about Ian, at least not yet. They may be some of the best minds in the country, but Doyle is like something they've never seen.

After what just happened, he's probably having to lie low, meaning he won't try anything for awhile, but that also gives him plenty of time to plan something. Shaking her head, she went back over to Reid's room, hoping that she can resume forgetting about Ian.

(Spencer Reid!)

"Damn it!" Doyle threw his sniper rifle at the wall of his secret hideout in anger. He was close, so damn close to getting what he wanted, and that idiot William ruined it. He just had to lose his footing right before he pulled the trigger, causing him to miss his target. Well, miss wasn't the most accurate term, more like blocked, but either way, he failed to get her. He only loaded his gun with one bullet, that way it would be special, but no, that dumbass had to screw everything up. Fuming, he plopped down on the couch and flipped on the TV, he rolled his eyes at the news broadcast that came on. As far as he could tell, William didn't even kill his son according to what they were saying. Oh well, it didn't matter to Ian whatever the hell the man did with Dr. Reid, all he cared about was getting her but thanks to William, that's going to have to wait. As a matter of fact, he was actually glad the bastard's dead now.

He will get her, he will get what he wants. Lauren Reynolds is going to pay. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, maybe not even until a year or so from now, but someday, he will have his revenge.

(Spencer Reid!)

Hotch and Reid trudged into their home, the day's events fresh on their minds. Ian Doyle kidnapped Spencer, William tried to murder his own son, the team managed to stop him, only for him to randomly be shot after being arrested. Perhaps that's a mystery they'll never learn the answer to.

"How are you feeling, Reid?" Aaron asked, taking note of the visible bruises on the younger man's face.

"Just hurts a little." He shrugged.

"Not too badly though? You don't need any medicine?"

Spencer shook his head and replied. "No."

"Good."

They barely took another step when they heard the familiar voice of a certain little boy shout. "Daddy!" Holding back a chuckle, Hotch bent down and hugged his biological son. Jack broke away and ran toward the man standing behind him. "You brought Spencer back!" He grinned. Reid crouched and awkwardly lifted the child in his skinny arms, Jack hugged him for dear life. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." Spencer said softly, planting a quick peck on his cheek. When he noticed Hotch watching him with a smirk, he instantly blushed.

"Oh, thank God you two are okay." Jessica approached them. "I just saw on the news about some man who tried to murder an FBI agent at a hospital was shot in the parking lot by an unknown sniper."

Aaron's smirk vanished and he silently gestured to Jack and Spencer nearby. "Let's talk in the other room." He ushered her back into the living room while Jack decided to show Reid the cookies he and his aunt baked. Once they were alone, he explained in semi full detail about everything that happened. About Reid's abduction, the stand off with William, and the fact that the scumbag was also the one responsible for the tourist's death in Quantico, and finally the sudden bullet that ended it all. Jessica nodded slowly as the information sank in. She didn't know Reid all too well at first, but now that he's lived here, she's seen more of him, and she understands Hotch's need to protect and care for him just like Jack, especially after what's been going on lately. The kid had been having nightmares about his father after he attacked him, just when that was cured, he gets out of prison and makes another attempt to ruin Spencer's life, only for it to end up costing his own thanks to an unexpected gunman. Jessica had grown more fond of the young genius, he was indeed a nice man, and it stumped her occasionally that he didn't have a woman at the age of 30, but the job he does can be quite demanding, she should know, she helps out Aaron a lot, not that she minds or anything, it's the least she could do for her brother-in-law and nephew as well as her deceased sister.

Jessica said goodbye to everyone and went home. Hotch entered the kitchen to find his two boys laughing and eating cookies. He glanced at his watch and cleared his throat once, making his presence known. "I think we should eat something a little more healthy for dinner than cookies, hm?" He cocked an eyebrow while Jack and Spencer both shot their father a pair of guilty looks. Chuckling, he ended making chicken nuggets and french fries, the three ate their dinner, Aaron and Reid listened as Jack talked about the things he and aunt Jessica did in the meantime while they were gone. Spencer sat there as he nibbled on a tender, in his mind, he was a little envious of Jack, the boy had a father that would never ever abandon him, who would never hurt him in any way, who would always be there for him in times of need, and while Reid finally had that as well, it didn't change the experience he endured beforehand. He barely considered William to be his dad back then, he most certainly doesn't now. And after that, he was sure that he'd found a father figure in Gideon, the man was responsible for him joining the FBI in the first place, he guided him when he felt lost or unsure about his job, and only a few months after his drug problem, he leaves without so much as a proper goodbye, kind of like William. Even now, his respect for Jason is fairly intact, but he was still hurt that he would just depart like that without warning. They were all profilers, but nobody saw it coming, nobody was aware that the youngest of the team was going to go through abandonment a second time in his life, though none of them knew about William at the time either. That's changed now, he had Hotch as his new father, just like with his own biological son, he would never leave Spencer, he could always be counted when comfort was needed. The only thing that could break that would either be a tragic occurrence on a case or an unsub seeking revenge, but hopefully that never happens.

The evening went by and turned to night, at which point Aaron announced it was bedtime. Jack emitted a whiny protest, but Hotch was the father of the house, whatever he says, goes. Reid didn't argue, as he didn't mind being told to go to bed, it only made things feel more real.

How cool would it be if the Unit Chief was his actual father? It seemed strange to think that because he never felt that way around Gideon, then again, William hadn't done then what he did now, and also, Spencer never got lost on a walk because he was lonely while the former agent was still around. Besides, whoever heard of a 30 year old man being adopted? He still had his mother after all, it was far too ridiculous for words, he had to keep from shaking his head and laughing at such a silly thought. Still though, one could always dream.

While Hotch was tucking Jack into bed, Reid changed into pajamas, as always, a pair of flannel pants and an 'F.B.I.' T-Shirt. He sat on his bed patiently until Aaron entered his room, flipped on his nightlight, then proceeded to tuck him in too. After ensuring his 'second son' was comfortable, Hotch crouched slightly so they were more eye level before he started to stroke his soft curls.

"Hotch?"

"Yes, Spencer?" He replied.

"Um, can I erm, a-ask you something?" Reid's sudden nervous behavior made the older man curious.

"Of course." He ceased his stroking as to not distract his oldest charge.

He swallowed and his jaw quivered slightly as he tried to speak. "M-my dad, I mean, my biological father, well, he's dead, and I should feel bad... But I don't." He paused, as if expecting the BAU leader to respond, which he didn't, so he continued. "What's wrong with me?"

Aaron quickly registered what he heard his youngest say, and he shook his head quickly. "Reid, nothing's wrong with you, it's not your fault what happened."

"I-I know but, I should feel something now that he's gone, should't I? After all, he did help, you know, 'make' me." Spencer chuckled weakly at the end of his sentence.

"Reid, look at me." Hotch order gently, the young doctor obeyed and his wide, brown eyes met his leader's darker, stoic ones. "William may be half responsible for bringing you into this world, but that does not justify what he did to you. You didn't ask for any of that, he chose to do those things."

He finally nodded slightly and he gazed down at his blankets. "Thank you." He spoke quietly, a small smile forming on his lips.

"Goodnight, Spencer. I love you, son." He said, resuming his stroking of Spencer's hair.

"Goodnight, dad... I love you too." He replied, relaxing with each stroke until his eyes drooped closed. Hotch carefully drew his hand away, plated a quick peck on his cheek then got up to go shut off the light before heading for his own room next door.

It's finally over, Reid's father can no longer haunt him, well, nightmares will probably come, but as always, Hotch and the team will be there for him, every step of the way. Ian Doyle couldn't be found, but hopefully the man has flown the coop for good, otherwise, the FBI will be ready to bring him in the next opportunity they get. Spencer may not have exactly gotten his full session at the rehab, but it seems after what's all happened, they'd all forgotten about why he was there in the first place, so that could be scratched off the list, hopefully. It's been close to a year since Reid has been living here, and Aaron and his own son Jack have enjoyed every moment of it, and together they anticipated many more to come.

The End? It's up to you!

Having reached the 20 chapter mark, it's come to where I ask that question again like I had 10 chapters ago... Should this continue?

You, the readers are the ones who decide, I do have some more ideas in safe keeping, and I'm also accepting any more you'd like to share. Vote in the poll or leave your answer in a review today! Anonymous users are not limited because I feel everyone should have a chance to say what they want, even if it isn't always a favorable choice of words.

Please do not feel obligated with your answer, I will respect you if you feel this fic should end, I've had loads of fun writing this, despite an occasional stressful moment every now and then. On the other hand, I am more than willing to keep this going, but either way is all dependent on your word.

So, should the cuteness of Hotch, Spencer, Jack and the rest of team ride off into the sunset, or should it's adorableness further blossom? :P