A/N: thanks for all the reviews like always. This chapter is about why they chose the name. Knowing Spencer there has to be an explanation. Sorry this chapter is kind of short. Enjoy!
"Payton Rose?" Garcia asks basically beaming.
"Yes," Derek says.
"There must be an explanation like there is for everything else," Emily smiles.
Spencer rolls his eyes and grins.
"Well Payton means Royal in Scottish and well since everyone just sort of calls her princess now I think it fits perfectly. And Rose I chose because of my mom, since my mom loves literature and all, Rose fits nicely. Thinking of Shakespeare's play Romeo and Juliet that is, What's in a name? That which we call a rose/ by any other name would smell as sweet," Spencer recites.
"Awe!" the girls squeal in delight.
"It's so beautiful Spencer," Fran smiles.
"Really?" he asks hopefulness glistening in his eyes.
"Of course kid," Rossi agrees with a pat on the shoulder.
"Just like the li'l fella is," Will nods with a big smile.
"Thanks," Spencer smiles.
"Spencer it's times," Derek reminds.
"Oh right, Payton has to go take a nap," Spencer announces.
"Aw why?" Garcia whines.
"Baby girl," Derek warns.
"Fine," she pouts.
"Goodnight Princess," Fran kisses her forehead.
"Spence you should rest too. Trust me you'll need it," JJ smiles sympathetically.
"I will…thanks everyone," he smiles tiredly.
"Anything for you Reid," Emily says.
"Derek," he calls yawning.
"I know baby, rest I'll take care of everything here okay?" Derek assures.
"Thanks Derek," Spencer smiles kissing him for what seems like a full minute.
The special moment gets ruined by a loud cough and the younger boys saying ew simultaneously. They pull back and look around at their friends. The girls grinning ear to ear and the men looking away a bit flushed.
"Sorry," Derek and Spencer mumble smiling sheepishly.
"As long as you don't give me another grandchild soon it's fine," Fran smiles motherly.
"Momma!" Derek groans.
"You basically brought it upon yourself. Though I wouldn't mind but I prefer you two getting married before any more kids," she says.
"We are getting married," Derek sighs.
"Good," she hugs her son.
"I'm so proud of you," she whispers.
"Thanks mom," he hugs her back.
"You to Spencer, I'm proud of both of you," she pulls him into the embrace mindful of Payton.
"Thank you Mrs. Morgan," Spencer smiles.
"Fran," she corrects.
"Right, sorry…Fran," Spencer yawns again.
"Off to bed you go," she shoos his away.
"I love you," Spencer mumbled tiredly.
"I love you too," Derek smiled pecking his lips.
Spencer walked up the stairs and laid down a sleeping Payton in her cozy crib. She smiled a bit in her sleep and he swore he was going to cry. The damn hormones still getting to him. The doctor had said that they'll fade gradually but not fast enough.
