Disclaimer: Criminal Minds and all its characters belong to CBS. I own nothing. The song Morgan sings is "All Through the Night"
Previously on Criminal Minds- Turning back to the door, he loudly called out, "Reid, I'm leaving now. JJ's in charge till I get back. Don't give her any trouble." Smiling at the answering "yes sir", agent Hotchner opened the door and walked out of the room.
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Needing something to do while she waited for Reid to finish dressing, JJ went over to the bed and picked up the file containing all the intel they had managed to find on Wasden. There had to be something in the folder that would give them a clue to the suspect's whereabouts. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, she opened the report and began reading looking for any mention of a location in his past that the man might consider a safe hiding place. The sooner they found Wasden, the sooner they could get their boy genius back to his normal self. Speaking of whom. . . "Spence, you need any help in there?" JJ called out.
"No, I, I uh, I tan, ow!, do it!" Reid squeaked.
Smiling at the determined tone in her friend's voice, JJ sighed. She had a feeling the fiercely independent Spencer Reid was in for quite a rude awakening the next few hours or days or however long it took to change him back into an adult. Like it or not he was going to have to do the one thing he wasn't used to; he was going to have to allow his friends to take care of him. Shaking her head, she turned her attention back to the papers in her hand. Searching Wasden's file was the only thing she could do to help Spencer at the moment. He'd call if he needed her.
A few minutes later a thud and a pained yelp had JJ dropping the file and running to the bathroom. "Spence?" she yelled. "Are you okay?" She raced around the corner, stopping at the bathroom door. Seeing the toddler sitting on the floor rubbing his shoulder, she quickly walked over and knelt down beside her friend. "What happened?" she asked as she examined the little boy's injured limb.
"I fell." Spencer forlornly stated, wincing as the young woman touched his smarting shoulder.
Spotting the pants legs covering the toddler's feet and the twisted straps, JJ sighed as the cause of the accident became clear. After checking the youngster over for other injuries and finding none, she reached down and folded the legs of the overalls up and then picked Reid up, setting him on his feet. Grabbing the straps, the agent tossed them over the boy's shoulders and swiftly fastened them. "There you go, Spence." She said, frowning as she noticed her friend staring down at his sock clad feet. "What's the matter?"
"They match" Spencer sadly whispered.
"They match?" JJ repeated, chuckling as the light bulb went off. She dug through the bag of supplies on the floor for a moment and then turned back to Reid. Taking one of the child's feet, she gently pulled the white sock off replacing it with a blue one. "That better?"
"Yes" Spencer replied, blushing as his stomach loudly made itself known.
Laughing, JJ scooped the toddler up and carried him into the other room. She sat him in the middle of the bed and handed him the report she'd been reading earlier. "Here, you start rereading this while I order some lunch." She suggested ruffling the boy's hair. Seeing him open his mouth to protest, the media liaison swiftly cut him off. "Don't even think about arguing with me. Your little body needs the nourishment so you're eating whether you want to or not. Now, do you want a hot dog or chicken nuggets?"
"Chiten's fine" the tiny agent huffed as his stomach growled once more.
"Milk or juice to drink?" Jennifer questioned, perusing the children's section of the room service menu.
"Toffee, pease." Reid ordered.
"Sorry Spence. Coffee's only for grown-ups." JJ told her fellow agent.
"But I am a grown-up!" Spencer protested.
"Let me rephrase that: Coffee is only for grown-ups in adult bodies." JJ stated, fighting to keep the smile off her face as Reid's lower lip poked out in what could only be a pout.
"Cho 'late milt" Spencer resignedly whispered.
Nodding her agreement, JJ walked over to the desk and picked up the phone. She pressed the button for room service and quickly ordered lunch and a booster seat before the boy could change his mind. She then called the front desk and spoke to the manager about another item they would need. Hanging up the receiver, she walked over to table and pulled a few things out of the bag sitting on it. She opened a package of Wet Wipes and set them on the table along with a sippy cup for the milk. Table set, she took a seat on the bed beside the unhappy boy to wait.
An hour and a half later found the two well fed agents sitting cross-legged on the bed meticulously going through all the reports and photos from their case. Jumping as the shrill ring of a cell phone sounded, they shared a grin. "I've got it." JJ said, grabbing her cell off the night stand. "JJ…hey Morgan, what's up?...Great, that's all we need…how far out are you?...okay, I'll be ready when you get here…yeah, bye"
"What's *yawn* wrong?" Spencer sleepily asked.
"Morgan said Dr. Wells got wind of the explosion at Wasden's place. He went to the police station demanding to see the "latest victim" and to be permitted onto the crime scene grounds to "take samples" at the explosion site." JJ explained. "When Hotch informed him there was no victim and refused him access to Wasden's property, the quack had the nerve to go to the press, claiming an FBI cover up. Hotch needs me back at the station to deal with the reporters and victim's families the doctor's accusations have brought out. Morgan's on his way here to stay with you."
"You tan go ahead bat, JJ. I'll be *yawn* otay by myself till Mowgan tomes." Reid said.
"No, I'd rather wait here with you." JJ told the boy. Seeing the toddler fisting his eyes and yawning, the young woman scooped him up and carried him over to the rocking chair she had had brought up earlier. Laying the squirming baby's head on her shoulder, she took a seat and slowly began to rock.
"Put me *YAWN* d-down" Reid tired mumbled. "I hafe to, to…"
Humming a favorite song, JJ started rubbing the toddler's back, knowing the soothing action usually worked on a fussing Jack Hotchner. She smiled as Spencer's struggles stopped and he melted into her embrace. She rocked the sleeping boy a little while longer and then stood and silently made her way to the bed. Just as she leaned over to lay the child down, a loud banging sounded from the doorway startling Reid awake. Muttering curses under her breath, Jennifer stormed across the room and threw open the door. "Thanks a lot for waking Spencer up, Morgan." She hissed, glaring at the other agent.
"Sorry" Morgan softly apologized. Taking the groggy boy from JJ, he handed her the keys to the SUV.
"No, I'm sorry I snapped at you." JJ replied as she hurried over to the table to grab her purse. Walking over to the other two agents, she reached over and gently patted Reid's back. "Bye Spence. I'll see you in a little while." she whispered before leaning over and kissing the toddler's forehead. Looking up at Morgan she said, "If you rock him, he should go right back to sleep. There's some juice and snacks in the fridge he can have when he wakes up. Oh, and Hotch put some, umm, supplies in the bathroom in case he has an accident. And you might want to check the bags on the table for…"
"JJ, don't worry. I got this." Morgan assured the young woman. "Go. Reid and I will be just fine."
"Okay, I'm going. Just call if you need anything, alright?" JJ instructed.
"Will do" Morgan replied with a smile. He waved at JJ as she walked out the door before going over and settling down in the rocking chair with the boy genius. Hearing a faint mumble, he glanced down to find two sleep filled eyes staring up at him. "What'd you say, kid?"
"I said you tan *yawn* put me down now. JJ's gone." Spencer mumbled.
"Don't think so Pretty Boy. You have a meeting with the sandman." Morgan told the younger man, smirking as Reid rolled his eyes. "Close your eyes and go to sleep, kid before you get us both in trouble."
"Not t'red" Reid yawned struggling to keep his eyes open.
Shaking his head at the obvious fib, Derek slowly rocked the toddler. Feeling the boy genius beginning to squirm in an attempt to stay awake, the young man decided to do the one thing that was guaranteed to put even the most stubborn child to sleep: he started to softly sing.
"Sleep my love and peace attend thee, all through the night. Guardian angels God will lend thee, all through the night."
Glancing down several minutes later, Morgan smiled at the sight of the peacefully sleeping baby. Stopping the rocking chair, he carefully stood and tiptoed to the bed. He gently placed Reid in the middle of the bed and tucked him in. Derek then made his way to the table to sit. Seeing a tuft of brown fur peeking out of one of the bags, he curiously reached in and pulled the object out. A smile split his face as he gazed at the extremely fluffy teddy bear in his hand. He silently walked back to the bed and laid the bear beside the thumb sucking toddler, smile growing as Spencer's free arm wrapped around the stuffed toy. Pulling out his cell Derek quickly took a photo of the sleeping profiler before creeping back and taking a seat at the table. With the press of a few buttons he sent the picture to Garcia along with a short message. He couldn't wait to see what his baby girl had to say about this.