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Previously on Criminal Minds- Following the team into the adjoining room, Garcia crossed her fingers that the movie and the rides that followed would bring back her bubbly, talkative Junior G-man.

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Morgan tossed his 3-D glasses into the recycle bin and stomped out of the building, ignoring the giggling group behind him. Walking over to the railing, he gazed down at the flowing water with a sigh.

"I, I tan't believe it! Big, bad Dewek Mowgan is tawed of mice!" Reid crowed as he and Garcia came up beside the muscular profiler.

Turning to face his friends, Derek shook his head. "I am not." He disagreed.

"Awe too!" Spencer countered with a snicker. "You jumped a mile when the mice got out."

"Yeah, well at least I didn't take my glasses off when that snake slithered up." Morgan fired back, smirking at the youngster's 'hand in the cookie jar' expression. "Didn't think I saw that, huh?"

"I didn't tate fem off, fey, fey lipped off." Reid fibbed.

"Uh huh, sure they did" Derek muttered, rolling his eyes at the obvious lie.

"Boys, do I need to send you two for a time out?" Rossi sternly asked.

Both profilers quickly shook their heads. "We'll be good, Untle Wossi" Spencer added for good measure, giving the older man his best puppy dog look.

"Geez, kid put the eyes away. I was just fooling with ya." Dave grumbled.

"Way to go, Pretty Boy" Derek praised, high fiving the youngster. "You hi-jacked that prank."

Seeing less than innocent looks that suddenly crept up the two young men's faces, Dave groaned. The last time he'd seen those expressions he'd ended up wearing a turban. Deciding to nip their scheming in the bud, he turned to the one person who might help. "Garcia, I think we need to separate these two for a while. You take Mr. Musophobia there and I'll deal with the munchkin." He instructed as he took the toddler from the tech analyst.

"If you gentlemen are finished torturing Rossi, there's something over here you should see." Emily hollered from around a corner, interrupting Reid and Morgan's fun.

"Come on my Phobic Fabio, let's go see what she found!" Penelope excitedly said, pulling on Morgan's arm.

"Musophobia? Please tell me that's not what I think it is." Derek muttered as he followed the others.

Turning his head to see behind him, Spencer grinned. "Tetn'ally it's the feaw of mice ow wats." He answered, grin growing at his friend's scowl.

"I am not afraid of mice!" Morgan growled.

"Don't start that again boys or I'll do more than just give you corner time. And this time I mean it." Dave sternly warned as he walked around a corner and over to JJ and Emily.

"Tool! Loot at the foun'ains!" Reid hollered, pointing to the jets of water that jumped from spot to spot in one flower box before jumping across to the second box. He happily watched the water leap back and forth as he attempted to calculate where the stream of water would come from next. Wondering if the fountain could be connected to the waterfall in some way, Spencer glanced over at the railing. He patted Rossi's chest to get his attention and then said, "Tan we go ovew fewe, peas?"

"Sure we can, Reid" Dave agreed. He walked between the two flower boxes and over to the railing by the waterfall. "That better?"

"Uh huh" Spencer replied. He studied the flow of the water for a while before concluding that the two were not connected. After telling Rossi he was ready to head back, he looked over to the jumping fountains. Seeing Morgan coming their way, the BAU's resident genius smirked. This was one opportunity he just couldn't pass up. "Hey Mowgan! Top!" he yelled, before pointing to their right. "Loot!"

Stopping in his tracks, Derek turned to the right and got hit in the face with a stream of water as the jumping fountain tried to switch boxes. He swiped a hand across his face and looked incredulously at his friend. "Dude, how could you?" he huffed.

"Good one, Half Pint!" Dave praised, ruffling the snickering toddler's hair.

"That was awesome, Spence." JJ chuckled, handing Morgan a blue blanket out of the stroller. "I think it even beats the prank you guys pulled on Rossi yesterday."

"Don't encourage him" Derek half-heartedly grumbled as he mock glared at Reid. Swiping the blanket across his face, he allowed himself to smile. While embarrassed, he'd gladly get squirted again just to keep that smile on his best friend's face.

"Why is Morgan all wet?" Hotch inquired as he joined the rest of the group. Seeing his friends dissolve in another fit of laughter, he shook his head. "On second thought, never mind. I don't want to know."

"You missed a treat, Aaron. I think the young Jedi has finally surpassed the master." Rossi told the younger man, snickering at the look Hotch shot him. Seeing the large bag in his friend's hand, he raised an eyebrow. "That's a mighty big book you've got there, Aaron."

"What? This?" Hotch asked, holding up the bag. "This isn't a book. This is something for Spencer. The clerk gave it to me when I went in and asked about the waterfall." Taking the toddler from Rossi, he settled him in the stroller and handed the little boy the bag. "Go ahead and open it, kiddo."

Spencer glanced around at his friends before eagerly tearing the top of the bag open. His eyes grew wide and his mouth dropped open as he peered inside at his prize. "Tool!" he gasped, pulling out an enormous purple and pink dragon that was almost as big as he was. "It's Figment!"

"Two, actually" Aaron corrected as he pulled a smaller version of the dragon out of the bag.

"I'll hold that one for you, sweetie" Garcia volunteered. Taking the smaller stuffed toy from Hotch, she quickly popped it in her purse. Feeling herself being watched, she looked up to see the rest of the team staring at her. "What?"

"Nothing, Baby Girl" Derek replied with a grin. He glanced at his watch before turning to the others and saying, "Okay guys, we have time for one more ride and then we have to catch the bus to the marketplace. We have lunch reservations there at twelve thirty."

"We need to ride the one in the ball then." Emily voiced.

"Sounds good to me" Dave chimed in followed quickly by JJ and Garcia.

"The ball it is." Derek agreed. Taking the handle of the stroller, he started down the path.

"Wait! Tan I fant the towe tlewt fiwst?" Spencer hesitantly asked.

"Sure, buddy" Aaron agreed. Stepping up to the stroller, he picked the toddler up and walked over to the small store. Opening the door, he went inside and made his way to the counter where a young man was checking someone out. Hotch waited for the clerk to finish the transaction and then stepped up to the boy. "George, Spencer has something he'd like to say to you."

Reid looked up at the black haired boy that couldn't have been more than twenty-one. "Tant you" he softly said, resisting the urge to question the young man about the words 'college program' on his name tag.

"You're welcome, little guy" George replied, grinning at the toddler. "I'm glad you like it. You and Figment have fun today, okay?"

"Otay" Reid agreed.

"Thanks again, George" Hotch reiterated, shaking the younger man's hand.

"No thanks necessary sir. We were happy to do it." George replied. Seeing a customer headed to the register, he sighed. "I've gotta go now. You folks have a magical day."

Hotch and Reid said their goodbyes and left the store. After settling the toddler back in the stroller, Hotch and the other profilers started down the path to the front of the park. They walked across the bridge and through a couple of buildings to the giant geodesic sphere.

Morgan parked the stroller in the designated area and picked up Spencer and his stuffed entourage. He followed the rest of the BAU up the ramp and into the Disney landmark.

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"Well, that was…"

"Boring" Emily supplied.

"A yawn fest" Derek threw in.

"I was going to say interesting." Dave corrected as the group walked towards the exit. "It might have been a slow ride but I kind of liked that one, especially the part with Michelangelo painting the Sistine Chapel."

"Yeah, fat was fun" Spencer agreed, snuggling into JJ's side as a large group of tourists rushed by them, bumping the young woman and the toddler in her arms. Peering up at his friend with wide, frightened eyes, Reid whispered, "JJ, tan I get bat in the twollew?"

"Of course you can, Spence" JJ answered. She gently set the toddler in the stroller, frowning as he immediately scooted to the back and pushed the large stuffed dragon in front of him. Glancing up, she shared a concerned look with her friends. Any good the prank on Morgan had done for their youngest member had been negated in the blink of an eye by some thoughtless vacationers. Resisting the urge to scoop the little boy up and wrap him in a comforting embrace, JJ settled for walking in front of the stroller to protect her friend from the crowd.

The now somber group slowly made their way out of the park and down the long path to the bus stops. Getting to the fork in the path, they paused to check the posted map.

Aaron glanced at the map for a moment as he thought over the best way for them to proceed. Making a decision, he turned and started towards the bus stops on the right, stopping as something soft hit him on the behind. Hotch reached down and picked up the stuffed toy before walking back to the stroller and kneeling down. "What is it, Spencer?" he softly asked.

"Y-you, you'we g-going the wong, the wong way." Reid quietly replied, pointing to the sign. "The b-b-bus is fat way."

"I know, but we're not going to the marketplace. We're going to the hotel and that bus is over there." Aaron countered.

"No hotel" Reid said, shaking his head furiously. "West'want"

"I don't think that's a good idea, Spencer. The restaurant will be crowded right now and you're not ready to handle that. We'll go back to the hotel for lunch and we'll come out later if you're up to it." Hotch patiently explained.

"No hotel" Reid repeated, crossing his arms. "West'want"

"It's not up for discussion, Spencer." Aaron firmly told the toddler.

Not getting the response he wanted, Reid turned to the senior member of the group. "Wossi, mate Hotch tate us to the west'want." He whined, pulling out the dreaded puppy dog eyes. "Peas?"

Sensing there was more to this than just an argument about where to eat, Derek knelt down beside Hotch. "Reid man, why's it so important for us to go to the restaurant?" he asked.

Spencer dropped his gaze to his lap where his hands were toying with the hem of his shirt. He opened and closed his mouth a couple of times before mumbling something.

"What was that, buddy?" Aaron prodded. "We couldn't quite hear you."

"I, I said I tan't let him win. I won't." Reid whispered.

"Reid, you not going to the restaurant doesn't mean that creep won." Morgan pointed out.

"But, if I tay home 'tause I'm too tawed to go in a twowded west'want, he does." Spencer nervously countered. "I tan't let fat happen. Peas?"

Dave glanced around at the group before nodding his head. "Okay, kid, we'll go." He agreed. "But you have to tell us if it gets to be too much for you."

"I will." Reid quickly promised. "Fants, Wossi"

"Anytime, munchkin" Rossi replied, ruffling the toddler's hair. Taking the handle of the stroller, he flipped it around and started down the left lane of bus stops. Noticing the others weren't with him, he stopped and looked back. "Get a move on people! The clock's ticking and Spencer and I are hungry!" he urged. Seeing the profilers finally start moving, Dave turned and walked the rest of the way to their bus stop and took a seat to wait. Watching the toddler attempting to still his shaking hands, Dave quickly started to second guess his decision. He truly hoped giving in to the kid wasn't going to come back and bite them all on the behind.

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"You've got to be kidding me." Dave groaned staring at the enormous volcano and rock wall in front of them.

"Come on Dave, it'll be fun." Aaron urged with a smile.

"For a two year old" Rossi threw back. Glancing down at the toddler in his friend's arms, he added, "No offense, kid"

"It's otay" Reid told him, tightening his hold on his boss as they reached the sign-in podium.

"Morgan, party of seven" Derek told the greeter. "We have reservations for twelve thirty."

"Yes sir, I've got those right here." The forty something waitress replied. "I'm afraid there's about a ten minute wait. Why don't you folks look around in the store a little while you wait? I'll call you when your table's ready."

"Thanks, I think we'll do that." Rossi answered. While the idea of shopping didn't really appeal to him, his first priority was getting Reid away from the crowd and going into the store would do just that. He nodded towards the t shirt part of the shop before walking inside.

Hotch followed behind the ladies as they scoured the racks of shirts. Spotting a rock shaped bench along one wall, he quickly went over and took a seat, settling Reid in his lap. "You doing alright, Spencer?" he gently asked.

Reid nodded, scanning the immediate area for strangers. A father and son walking by had him leaning into his boss.

"What's with the boxes?" Derek inquired, attempting to distract the frightened toddler.

"There's a Build A Dino shop over there." Aaron responded, pointing to the corner near them. Seeing Morgan's confused expression, he continued. "You pick what stuffed animal you want, choose the sound, help stuff it, and then dress it. I promised Jack…" he paused, running a hand over his face. "I promised we'd make him a T-Rex on his next birthday."

Morgan placed a comforting hand on Hotch's shoulder. Smiling as an idea popped into his mind, the profiler turned his focus to the little boy in his boss's lap. He winked at the youngster. "Come on, kid. Let's go make you a dinosaur." He said, taking the toddler from Hotch.

"I don't know, Derek. That might not be…"

"It's otay, Hotch. I wanna go." Reid assured the older man.

"Alright, just make sure you listen out for the waitress to call us." Aaron reminded.

"You got it, man" Morgan said. He adjusted his hold on Reid and walked over to the store. Noticing the stuffed animal skins along the wall, he headed that way. He slowly went along the row, stopping every once in a while for the little boy in his arms to check something out.

Spencer eyed all the dinos carefully before making his choice. "Fat one" he announced, pointing to the T-Rex even though his eyes were locked on a different animal.

"You sure?" Derek asked, following the youngster's gaze.

"Uh huh" Spencer said. Tearing his eyes away from the stuffed creature, he took the Tyrannosaurus skin from Morgan.

"Well, I'm gonna get this one." Derek announced, picking up the animal the younger man had been looking at. "I have a friend who will just love this!" Snickering as the little boy rolled his eyes, Morgan sauntered over to the sounds station. He helped Reid choose a roar for his dinosaur before heading to the stuffing station.

"Hi sweetie, are you ready to stuff your T-Rex?" Lynda, a twenty something blond, asked.

"Yes ma'am" Reid quietly answered, handing the toy to the woman.

"Thank you" Lynda said, taking the stuffed animal. "Now, I need you to pick out a heart out of the box. Good, now close your eyes and make a wish and then put it in here." She instructed, holding the dino skin open. Once Spencer placed the heart inside, she eased the skin onto a metal pipe and pointed to the pedal on the floor. "Now just step on that pedal and we'll get your T-Rex stuffed for you."

Morgan gently placed Reid on the floor, being careful of his injured ankle. He waited for the toddler to finish stuffing his toy and then picked him back up. After stuffing his own dino, Derek bypassed the dressing zone, going straight to the naming station instead. The two swiftly filled out the forms on the computer for the toys and moved on to the register.

"Afternoon gentlemen" Jack, a thin elderly man greeted. "I hope you found everything alright."

"Yes sir we did." Derek replied, handing the stuffed toys to the man.

"Good, good" Jack muttered as he fixed two boxes and carefully placed the stuffed toys inside. Setting the boxes on the counter, he scanned the bar codes he'd taken off the animals and then hit a few keys. "You're good to go, gentlemen" he said, handing Morgan a receipt marked paid. "Have a magical day now, folks."

"Thank you sir" Derek told the man, shaking his hand. Hearing their name called, he quickly handed one box to Reid and took the other. "Time to go, Spencer. Please tell everyone thank you for us, Jack."

Smiling, Reid waved at the store clerk before turning back around as they walked through the store and up to the podium. As Morgan followed their waitress to their table, Spencer gazed around in awe at the meticulously decorated rooms. Coming to a stop in what looked like a room made of ice, he sucked in a breath. "Tool" he whispered.

"You can say that again." Emily agreed. She glanced curiously at the two boxes. "So, what did you two find?"

Remembering the stuffed toy, Reid reached down and picked up his box, handing it to Hotch. "For Jat" he simply said.

Aaron was speechless. After everything that had happened, Reid was thinking about him and his son. Leaning over, he hugged the youngster. "Thank you, Spencer" he whispered.

"You'we welcome" Reid said, smiling up at the man.

Sensing their boss's discomfort, JJ turned to Morgan. "What about you, Derek? What'd you get?"

"I got something for a very special friend." Derek announced before handing the box to Reid. "Here you go, Pretty Boy"

Spencer stared at Morgan, the confusion clear on his face. "But, but you said you wewe mating that for Gawcia." He protested.

"No, I said I was making it for a friend." Morgan corrected. "I saw you eyeing that saber toothed tiger and couldn't resist, especially since I knew you were making that T-Rex for Hotch."

"Fant you Mowgan" Spencer sincerely said. Pulling the stuffed toy out of the box, he hugged it to his chest. "I love it"

"You're welcome, youngster" Derek replied, smiling as the kid started to play with his new toy. The embarrassment of building the dinosaur was worth it if it made his best friend happy.

After a quick meal and a stop at Goofy's Candy Co. for icees, the team boarded the bus back to the hotel. They sat in the back of the bus with Spencer safely seated between Hotch and Morgan. A short ride later, they were at the hotel. They unfolded the stroller, stuffed their shopping bags and boxes into it, and walked down the path to their tree house, talking and laughing as they went.

"Naptime, Spencer" Aaron announced as the group walked inside the tree house. He walked over to Prentiss to take the yawning boy.

"Back off Hotch" Emily warned, taking a step back. "I've got him. I'll take care of putting him down for a nap."

"Guys, I'm *yawn* not…"

"Fine" Aaron conceded. "Just remember to change him before you put him down."

"Hotch!" Spencer protested, turning beet red.

"Night, Spencer" Aaron said, kissing the boy's forehead, making the boy's face even redder.

"Hey Pretty Boy, you and Emily have a nice nap." Derek teased, laughing as the youngster gave him a one finger salute before disappearing behind the bedroom door. "That looked so wrong."

"Better watch it Morgan. The kid's liable to come up with another prank while he's sleeping." Rossi warned, smiling mischievously.

"Bring it on" Derek fired back. "He won't pull one over on me again. And neither with you so you can't just forget whatever it is you're planning."

"Me? I'm not…"

Hotch's cell phone ringing put an end to the friendly banter. The BAU leader hurried over to the counter, snatched up his phone, and flipped it open. "Hotchner" he answered. He listened intently, speaking only a handful of times. Shutting the cell, he turned to his friends, all traces of his earlier smile gone. "That was Strauss."

AN- Uh oh! Looks like their time at Disney may be coming to an end.