So, there is gunna be drama in this chapter. So for all of those people who read and hate the dramatic encounters that are more verbal fighting than physical fighting… skip this chapter because I am honestly getting tired of the hate about how I choose my characters to act in situations I create, so I will report abuse on the comment and delete it.

Sorry if I sound snippy or bitchy… but I'm so very tired of it, and I am so very tired of feeling sad because of it. This is my story, and I will get rid of people that are just being mean because no one knows who they really are.

Hope all of you lovely people that don't flame just for the sake of being mean enjoy this chapter, and I'm sorry for so long no update. =)

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"Wow this school is giant." Emily said, looking at the building with a slightly open mouth.

She had, of course, gawked at the school when they first got there, but didn't have much time because the headmaster quickly ushered them in. Now she had time to look at the enormous building as her, "Puck", and Spencer were standing by their vehicle.

"Yea, those Mormons sure do like their giant schools." The teen sighed, turning around so his back was to the giant building.

"How would you even know? You've never been to one." The elder genius laughed, leaning against the car with his arms crossed.

"So? I had to walk by like three when going home. Ugh! I wonder if my old house is still that crappy brownish yellow colour." The prostitute sighed, rolling his eyes slightly.

Before either of the adults could retort, a started and pissed female voice cut them off.

"Little gay lost, come back to grovel?"

"Puck" didn't even have to turn around to identify the voice.

"Well hello Tiffany, what are you doing at the Mormon school?" He sighed, rolling his eyes as he slowly turned around.

A girl with obviously bleached hair wearing the school uniform for girls (altered slightly so that more skin showed) was standing not too far away with a glare in her eyes, one hand on her hip and the other holding the strap of her hot pink backpack.

"We moved schools to get away from your bad rep." Tiffany glared, shifting her weight from her right leg to her left.

"Speaking of, how's Theo?" The prostitute asked with a self-satisfied smirk as he crossed his arms.

The girl just glared, making the adults assume that was the name of the boyfriend that was caught making out with their teen genius.

"Ugh, why are you even back?! You know mom and dad won't let you back."

"Not looking to be taken in by bigots… And why does it matter to you why I'm back? Scared I'm gunna steal another of your fuck buddies?"

By now, a few students had stopped to listen. A guy none of them had ever seen, with two adults that looked professional, talking to one of their own and making her glare had the sheltered Mormon children itching with curiosity. The girl with bleached hair looked around sacredly for a second before going back to glaring at him.

"Shut up; don't be so proud of being a slut!" She half yelled.

"Honey, the only two differences between me and you are that I don't hide who I screw, and you still lie through that purity ring on your finger."

Everyone around them got wide eyes and looked at each other. Everyone at the school wore purity rings that promised that they were virgins and would remain so until they were married. Unfortunately, the ever growing crowd got the attention of another person from "Puck"s past, who came over to the fake girl's side.

"What the hell are you doing here Spencer?" Desmond asked, face showing his surprised and pissed he was.

"I'm here with our lovely cousin Spencer that we're not allowed to talk about." The younger Spencer smiled at his siblings.

"Why the hell is he here?"

"He's part of the FBI. Incase mom still thinks the news only reports of the devils workings, there are a series of murders in this town involving leaders of religious schools." "Puck" couldn't sound more condescending if he tried.

Desmond quickly looked around his brother, not bothering to move his dirty blonde hair out of his face as he took in the sight of his cousin that he had never seen before. The Mormon boy rolled his eyes and scoffed.

"So you're living with that queer now? Doesn't surprise me, it's not like anyone else will take a slut like you." Only malice was heard as the elder of the three siblings spoke.

That's when Doctor Reid pushed off of the car and walked up to stand behind his favorite cousin. He knew if he stood in front of him, that the Desmond and Tiffany would find a way to make it seem like he was an adult threatening two minors.

"Let's go Spencer; you don't deserve to be talked to like this." The adult glared.

Desmond sneered.

"He really does. He's a SLUT who screwed my sister's boyfriend."

"Made out with, first of all," The doctor corrected.

"And second of all, she screwed him first, so don't act like you two are the saints of the family, at least I'm honest about who I get with. See ya sister dear, good bye brother darling, I must go back to my sinful life as a happy, human, homosexual."

The teen prostitute rolled his eyes and walked to the car with his cousin, ignoring the yelling of his brother and sister after him. Emily wanted to ask many questions, but all she did was get in the car.

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The car ride had been silent, and nothing other than what was talked about with the headmaster was talked about with the rest of the team. Prentiss was actually beginning to think that the incident at the school was never going to come into their lives ever again… until about three hours after it happened.

The team and "Puck" were towards the back of the precinct, so they wouldn't have even heard it at all… if the person hadn't screamed it.

"I WANT HIM TO NEVER BE ALLOWED NEAR THIS TOWN AGAIN." A female voice angrily shouted.

"Cousin Darling," "Puck" sighed, lolling his head to the side so he could look at the adult he was addressing. "I have a feeling that you might have just had an exaggeration thrust upon you."

The doctor just looked at him confused. The teen just pointed towards the front and right on cue, the woman shouted again.

"HIS NAME IS SPENCER REID, HE'S FROM VEGAS!"

Everyone began looking at each other then.

"What do ya say, want to meet my parents?" The prostitute smiled, standing up from the chair he was lounging in.

The elder Spencer sighed but got up, knowing that he was the one who should go up with his cousin considering he was the one being complained about. Emily got up as well, sort of unspokenly becoming the second half of the elder Reid's shield (the first half being "Puck" of course).

The three walked together to the front counter thing where the twenty something deputy was looking about ready to cry at the bleach blonde mom, bleach blonde daughter, dirty blonde son, and brown haired dad standing in front of him. The mom had a pissed expression, the kids both had hateful expressions, and the dad looked at peace.

"Hi mommy, hi daddy." The youngest Spencer smiled, moving his fingers in a wave.

The mother made a sound that resembled someone being strangled as she took in the sight of her youngest child.

"What are you doing here?" She growled through gritted teeth.

"Here on business with Cousin Spencer."

The adult woman looked at the taller male and her eyes narrowed into slits.

"Oh, so you're the one that assaulted my children." She growled at the adult.

"No, he was the one assaulted by your children." Young Spencer said, leaning over so that he was seen by his mother.

"What is he even doing here?"

"Did my dear sister and brother forget to mention that I told them he was part of the FBI?" The teen turned his gaze on Desmond and Tiffany with a fake smile on his face.

"Don't you look at my children." The mother snapped, taking a step closer, forgetting the counter that was separating them.

Seeing that the conversation no longer needed him, the dad motioned with his head that the deputy could leave... Which he greatfully adhered to as he almost literally ran away.

"Dearest mother, have you forgotten that I am your child too?"

"You stopped being my son years ago."

"Ouch, that hurts… or at least it would if it came from someone with a heart."

"So I guess you're living with this faggot now." The mother glared, looking once again at Doctor Reid.

That's when the rest of the team, who had all been listening came forward.

"Get out of this precinct." Hotch told them in a forceful tone.

"Excuse me?!" The mother nearly shouted looking at the team leader with murderous eyes.

"We have a case here, and while that is happening, this is our precinct. I will not stand for you to disrespecting my team, and as I see you will not stop disrespecting him for his sexuality, as well as your own sons, I command you get out. Get out of my precinct."

Aaron looked beyond pissed, and it was frightening to some of his own team mates. The family all looked at each other before the mother huffed and stomped away, her children following her example.

"Eat more Spencer," The dad said, looking at his son before turning to the elder Spencer. "You too."

With that he casually walked out after his wife and kids.

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Hope you all enjoyed the family drama. =) Hope to have a new chapter up soon.