The moment they woke up, Sam and Dean headed straight to the plane's hanger to talk to Jerry Panowski and let him know that everything was going to be alright.

Jerry was already outside when the two Winchesters had pulled up. They got out to lean against the passenger's side of the Impala as they waited for him to come over.

Dean nodded to him when he was close enough that he could be heard. "You shouldn't have a problem with the planes anymore," he said.

"Listen," Jerry started to say. "No one knows what you guys did but you saved a lot of lives." He stuck his hand out to Sam first then Dean. "Your Daddy would be proud."

"We'll see you around, Jerry," Sam said.

"Hey, Jerry," Dean called him back at the same time that he was walking back to the driver side.

"Yeah?"

"I meant to ask, how did you get my number? I never gave it to you after that poltergeist."

"Your dad gave it to me."

"When?"

"Ah, maybe a week or so before I called you."

"What?" Sam asked at the same time that Dean asked, "You talked to him?"

"Well, I didn't actually talk to him but his voice message said to give you a call. Thanks again, guys," Jerry said before turning to get back to work.

The pair got into the car and drove a little ways down the road before pulling over.

Dean smashed his hands on the steering wheel out of frustration while growling out the words, "Damn it."

"This doesn't make any sense," Sam said. "I've tried calling him like fifty times, it's out of service."

Dean pulled his phone from his pocket. He made a mental note that Spencer had called and left a message but calling dad was pressing more on his mind at the moment.

The number lowed easily from his mind as he pressed each button. It rang which was a good sign. Dean placed the ringing phone between his and his brother's head. After five, the voice of his father boomed, "This is John Winchester. I can't be reached. If this is an emergency, call my son, Dean. 785-555-0179. He can help."

Sam was fuming in the seat next to him, his arms crossed and the inside of his cheek between his teeth- in no mood to talk about it.

Dean was irritated, that was for sure. He pulled back onto the road and sped off, tires squealing.

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Morning came too soon for Spencer [Reid] Winchester.

It was back to his normal routine. Get up, roll out of bed, make coffee, shower, get dressed, drink the coffee, fill the cup up again, and leave for work.

The BAU was quiet as usual when he got there a few minutes early. He hadn't gotten a call back from either Dean or Sam which didn't surprise him as he was always the earlier riser of the family whereas the other three preferred to sleep in as long as they possible could. Don't get him wrong, he enjoyed that too but it just never really happened.

Today was no different.

He had just gotten set up with the computer started and a file open and at the ready when other agents started to show up too.

"Hey, Pretty Boy," Morgan greeted him when he arrived.

Spencer gave him a wave then yawned.

"Long night?"

"Long week."

"Yeah, I can imagine," Morgan said as he hit the button to start up his own computer. "Hey, what ever happened with your friends?"

"Don't ask," he moaned.

"Enough said," he put his hands up in a sign of surrender.

Gideon was the next to arrive, he went into his office without so much as a word- clearly something on his mind. Elle, JJ, and Garcia had entered together.

By then, Morgan had on a pair of bulky headphones that would drown out the office noises and allow him to concentrate on his work. Garcia had gone to her layer and Elle was at her desk with JJ leaning on it continuing the conversation they were having when they had first came in.

All that had given Spencer the opportunity to get what would turn out to be the majority of his paper work done. He got up to stretch his legs and get more coffee.

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They had been on the road for at least an hour now and nothing had been said between the two.

Sam was still moping in the passenger seat while Dean had calmed down some.

"Spencer called," he said to make conversation.

"And?" Sam asked curtly.

"He didn't say much. He wants to talk."

"So what? Do you think he made his decision?" Dean didn't say anything.

They relapsed into silence.

"There's something else on your mind," Dean observed. Sam stayed quiet. "What's up, Sammy?"

"Stop calling me that- I'm not a chubby little kid."

"Sorry, Bro, ain't goanna happen. Now what's up?"

Sam didn't reply at first and Dean was about to ask him again when he spoke. "That thing back there knew about Jess."

"That's what this is about?" Dean glanced at his littlest brother. "Sam, these things can read your mind and get in your head. It was just trying to get you to mess up. And you know what? They lie. That's all it was."

There was a pause then Sam said, "Okay." He looked out the window. "Where are we headed?"

"Virginia first to talk with Spence then there was a case in Ohio that needs taking care of."

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When Spencer had returned from his lunch, he found that Gideon had come out of his office as had Garcia. She, along with JJ and Elle, had big smiles on their faces while Morgan and Gideon had smiles too, though not quite as huge as the girls'.

"What?" he asked coming up to them. "What happened?"

"Hotch is officially a daddy!" Garcia squealed jumping with glee.

"We're all thinking about going up to the hospital after work to see how they're doing," JJ informed him. "And you're more than welcomed to come too."

Spencer wrinkled his nose a little at the thought of a tiny prune like human and replied, "Thanks but I think I'll pass. We don't want to overwhelm them." After all that was something that made sense and then he wouldn't have to deal with a child.

"You can always change your mind," Elle said.

After the news of a new little Hotchner coming into the world, there was very little work that got done so they were being allowed to leave an hour early.

It was at that point that Spencer was beginning to worry about his brothers and their lack of response.

He had learned over the years that no response past noon was not a god sign. It was in his car, on his way home that he pulled out his phone and called Dean's number.

"Hello?"

"What's the hell, Man?" were the first words to come out of his mouth.

"What?"

"You can't call back?"

"We got held up," Dean said. "Spence," it sounded like he was talking to someone else.

That answer seemed to satisfy Spencer for the moment. "We need to talk."

"I gathered that, Sherlock," Dean said sarcastically. "We're on our way to your apartment right now."

"Alright, we talk then." He hung up.

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There was three quick knocks at the door then two slow ones. Spencer opened the door to let his brothers in.

"Alright, were here, now what?"

All of a sudden, Spencer felt self-conscious and very interested in his hands. "You remember what you asked me the day you dropped me off?"

Dean gave him a look that said 'are you freakin' kidding me?'

"Well, I've had some time to think," he started stalling.

"And?" Sam prompted.

"I- I…" he mumbled the last bit incoherently.

"What?"

"I can't," he looked at Dean. "I can't just leave the BAU- not like that. I was able to make a somewhat normal life here and I can't throw it away."

Dean nodded, clearly hurt by his brother.

"Come on, you can't tell me that you've never wanted to leave that life or wished for a normal life."

"Sam, we're leaving," Dean said turning. "I don't know why we even bothered to come here."

"Wait, listen," Spencer called them back. "It's not like I don't want to help- especially with finding dad. I mean we didn't get along but I don't want him hurt, at least with you, he has someone to keep his back. And you know what, I have no intentions of leaving you high and dry like before. You have to remember that dad kept me at libraries half the time and the things I've learned have never gone away.

"I can still help without being there. If you ever need anything, you can call me. Odds are I've read something about whatever you're dealing with. Or if you really need my help there, I can try my damnedest to get there… I just won't be every hunt. I can also scan newspapers and try to find jobs for you. But I just can't up and leave like that…."

*Conversation to be continued*

A/N: sorry for not updating yesterday, I fell asleep while writing… oops. But there you have it, that's what Reid is planning. Next chapter will have more of Sam and Dean's reactions. And just as a note, I don't think I'll even be trying to update every night anymore… it just didn't seem to work out as well as I hoped it would but that being said, an update every other night is my new goal. Oh, and I want to let those who gave suggestions for things like Reid's decision and how the team find out, I really like the ideas and will be trying to incorporate them into this somehow at some point…. Just wait and see… it's all coming together. Bwahahaha.

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