William Reid stared at the package that had been delivered by registered mail. He had no idea who it was from, as he had no idea who this Safina Hotchner was. Finally, he opened it to find a letter and an envelope of what he assumed were photographs.

He opened the letter and started to sputter immediately.

It was simply addressed with his full name as a header, then it said:

You don't know me Mr. Reid, but you soon will I promise you. I'm sure you're wondering who I am, so let me explain. I am Safina Hotchner, sister of Aaron Hotchner. This is to let you know that you will never be welcome at my home. You see, I've married your son and we are expecting our first children in just a month, your grandchildren. Triplets. The son, you predicted would never get married, because he was to intelligent, to plain, to boring or any other stupid reason you could come up with not to love him or his siblings or give them any kind of support.

You're kind of attitude makes me sick and if your ex-mate had done what she should have she would have dragged your ass before the Council for your poor parenting skills. You actually broke your son's arm and while it might've been an accident, you weren't sorry and showed no remorse. Your excuse was that you thought it would make him stop bothering you with questions, the innocent questions of a child. You're supposed to just be patient answer their questions if you can, not hit or shove them to get them to leave you alone.

Your mate threw you out after you weren't even sorry for your actions and I for one would have done the same thing, except I likely would have broken several of your bones. Well, I suppose there is no point of harping on something that happened over 20 years ago."

All I will say is, I will love your son until the day I pass away, a little boy, you predicted would never get anywhere in life. I wish I could make you eat your words, I really do, as not only is he a dedicated FBI agent, he is part of the most elite unit that that agency has and has been since the start of his career. His teammates respect him for his knowledge and his skill and they would walk through the fires of hell in order to protect him, something you wouldn't do for your son, your blood.

You are not welcome to ever see your grandchildren and if you try to get access to them my brother Aaron Hotchner has assured me he'll send you away with the flea in your ear. He thinks what you did to your own family was despicable, so you'll get no sympathy from that quarter. In fact, you'll be lucky to get out of his office alive, as he's rather pissed off at you for what you did to your own son, your own family. So am I.

Aaron is actually looking forward to the opportunity to pay you back a little for what you did to your children in particular. Know that both me and my brother have many useful contacts and if you try anything underhanded you'll regret ever hearing the name of Hotchner. We are one of the first families of Virginia after all, one that got Omegas more equal rights.

Signed,

Safina Hotchner Reid

Will reached into the envelope and out slid multiple photographs and a newspaper article. Will looked at the newspaper article and there was a picture of his now grown son with a beautiful woman. His son was in a tuxedo that looked custom tailored, and the woman was in a beautiful white dress, though it couldn't really be called a wedding dress. He read the article, it went on to describe what had happened and how the wedding of Dr. Spencer Reid, a decorated and well respected FBI agent was married to Safina Hotchner in what was the event of the year. Will looked at the other photographs, and saw his son and his bride with a lot of other people. Will saw a man that looked similar to the bride and figured this was probably Aaron Hotchner, the brother. There was also a picture of Spencer with his bride, his mother, his two siblings and a bunch of kids. There was snow on the ground, which meant it had happened outside or at least the reception was outdoors. It was clear that Safina Hotchner now Reid was visibly pregnant and looked like she was going to pop at any moment. His son and also his former family looked so radiantly happy that Will nearly crumpled the photo up in his hand in his rage. The kids looked like Reid's so they were probably one of his other children progeny. There was also a picture with a man that he had already assumed was Aaron Hotchner, his sister and her new husband, all of who looked proud.

Hotchner's arm was around his sister's waist while Spencer just stood on the other side looking radiantly happy and very much in love. There was another photo of a big black man catching his son in a manly hug, obviously offering congratulations while Safina looked on smiling. The final photograph was of several men and women with Spencer and Safina in the middle of them all dressed in their best, looking relaxed and happy

There were words scrawled on the back of one of the photographs that said, this was what you could've had.

Will sat there stunned that his son had shattered every single one of his predictions. He probably did it just to the defy me, Will groused in his thoughts. Didn't this Aaron Hotchner know that his son was worthless?

No, he did it to prove you wrong, his conscience said. Why would he bother to defy you? After all, you didn't care that he existed, that he was your blood. He did it, just to prove you wrong about him being useless. What did you expect really? You told a kid that he'd never amount to anything, an eight year old kid and you uttered this prediction at least once every couple of weeks, ever since your children were four. You told a child, that he'd never get mated because nobody would want a long-term relationship. Children change constantly and how you could really predict how he would turn out at such a young age is a mystery.

Will ignored his conscious he was good at it and dismissed everything it was telling him.

He would find a way to get access to his grandchildren, Will swore. He needed to see his lawyer right away, see if there was someway to make this Safina Hotchner give him access.

Why did he care? He didn't really, but he hardly considered his son competent, someone who would care for his sons and daughters. He chose to ignore that fact that Spencer was certainly more competent then he gave a him credit for and certainly more caring. He chose to ignore that what children needed was to be loved, not disdained or ignored.

He ignored the warning of this Aaron Hotchner sending him out with flea in his ear, not realizing that it was the same Aaron Hotchner who owned a large company, knew many people and could ruin him if he cared too.

He didn't even think about that fact that Safina would never allow him anywhere near her children, even if he managed to have his son declared incompetent, though in order to so he would need to manufacture evidence, because just because William Reid didn't believe his son was competent, didn't mean he wasn't.

~~~Spencer and Safina~~~

"I'm sorry, Will, but there's nothing I can do," Crenshaw said hiding his disgust. "What did you expect really? Just because you don't think your son is competent to raise a child, doesn't mean he isn't. The last time you saw him was at eight years old, how can you saw he isn't competent?"

"Because he isn't," Will protested, refusing to admit that his son was way more competent then he believed. "Even if he is, though I don't believe it, isn't there anyway legally to force this Safina to let me see my grandchildren, once they are born?"

"No, Will, you know there's not. It's been made very clear that your son's mate wants you nowhere near her family. I can certainly understand why. You were thrown out, by Diana and if you really thought about it you'd understand why. I consider what you did despicable and while breaking your son's arm might have been an accident, you didn't show any remorse or that you were sorry according to the letter. I'm sure if I asked Diana about it she would tell me the truth about the incident, especially if it helped her son from being brought up on false charges."

Crenshaw had known Diana Reid for over thirty years, even if they hadn't had any contact since she had thrown Will out. Crenshaw suspected that Will could easily turn into a serial killer and that he had no true emotion and couldn't feel any real attachment to others, if he wasn't so damn lazy. He worked hard at his job and not any of the rest of the time.

Will just sulked at that answer and Crenshaw looked at him somewhat sadly. Here, was a man, that refused to admit that he was in the wrong and he felt sympathy for Will's former family, because he was sure there were other incidents, other than one broken bone, though it had probably been mostly neglect.

"Look! Even if you believe he's not competent there is also his mate to consider. Do you really think that this Safina Hotchner is going to allow you anywhere near your grandchildren? She was the one that wrote the letter and I bet you, your son didn't even want to inform you of them and that she insisted. You know how Alphas think, as there is no doubt what she is. Her scent is all over the letter, which ought to tell you something. Do you really want to go head to head with an Alpha not to mention her brother that's mentioned in the letter as both are probably stronger than you, in personality, politically and monetarily? I'm sure Miss Hotchner, though I suppose she'd be Mrs. Reid now, probably did this just to show you what you lost, because of your attitude towards your own children when they were young. If you had only treated your children decently Will you wouldn't be here now, and even now be welcome at their home and holding your grandchildren in your arms when they are born. Your son and his mate have every right to not allow you to see their children when they get here in a few weeks and you seem to expect they should. I admit it was probably misguided that Mrs. Reid let you know of their existence, because after all, it's not like you've kept an eye on your offspring over the years, so you never would have known. I bet you, if I talked to each of your now grown children and Diana and they would tell me that you treated them worse then pet dogs. A dog that is tied up in the backyard and is only given one meal a week and very little water."

It was a good analogy, Crenshaw felt, but he could still see that Will believed that he deserved to see his grandchildren, when they were born when he really didn't. While grandparents tended to be more indulgent with their grandchildren, Crenshaw suspected it was more the thought of being denied access to them then that actually had Will wanting to spend time with them.

A lot of Alphas believed they had more right than they actually did and he only hoped that Will didn't do something stupid like to try to confront his son and his mate. That would likely only get him dragged before the Council and all his past crimes would come to light, something he knew that Will didn't want.

"That's what they call abuse William, and while you might never have laid a hand on any of them, except that one time, I suspect that's only because Diana would've gone postal and you would have regretted ever being born. Omegas may be patient, kind and gentle most of the time but that doesn't mean that they can't get very angry and anyone abusing their children is one sure way to send them into a killing rage. You would be lucky to live, so it's just a good thing you never laid a hand on your children when they were young."

Will didn't want to admit that Crenshaw was indeed correct. Diana would've gone nuts on him if he had laid a hand on any of her children, especially regularly, so he had mostly ignored them instead, except to make comments every once in awhile, not caring if those comments were true or not.

To him, Spencer wasn't capable of looking after a child. He chose to forget that his son had only been a 8 year old boy last time he had laid eyes on him, so what did he really know about his life, as that was 22 years ago.

"Your son is more than competent, Will. Do you really believe that the FBI would've kept him on or that he ever would've passed the training if he wasn't? I mean he would have had to go to a psych eval to make sure he didn't have any violent tendencies that would let him kill a suspect for no reason. He is also part of their most prestigious unit, which is the Behavioral Analysis Unit. Has been ever since he graduated from the Academy. He has helped save hundreds of lives over the years he's worked there, and his reputation is impeccable. According to what I could dig up he has been shot, kidnapped by a deranged madman and held for three days, infected with a drug against his will, one that is addictive, and been held hostage. You claim that he's not competent Will, but that is your ego talking, you just don't want to be wrong about your predictions. If he can go through all that and come back stronger then there's no way you can ruin his reputation, unless you fake evidence and if you even think of that course action I will not help you," Crenshaw told Will firmly.

"You knew all this before you even set up that appointment but you don't want to admit that you're wrong about something. You go anywhere near that family and it will be a death sentence. I don't see either Hotchner letting you anyway near your son or your grandchildren. All your son would have to say was that he didn't want to ever see you again and I'm sure that his mate at least would make it so. I'm sure he's told his mate about at least some about your treatment of him and his siblings."

"I was trying to make them stronger," Will protested. "Teach how to handle their own problems."

"If that's the case, which I doubt, that was not the way to go about it. If you think throwing little insults or basically ignoring them is teaching them to handle their own problems, then you're an idiot and I don't use that term lightly," Crenshaw said shaking his head at his clients's idiocy.

Will sputtered and glared it his lawyer, and Crenshaw simply sat back and looked at him not reacting to Will's sputtering or glare at all.

"They were only children, and a parent is supposed to care enough to help their children out when they're having a problem," Crenshaw continued after a moment. "Will, I've known you for nearly 40 years and while I knew you could be a hard man I had no idea you could be so callous and cruel, especially too your own progeny. Those children are your blood, yours Will. I hate to say it, but I now suspect, that if his mother hadn't been around you would've expected Spencer to get himself to the hospital so the doctor could put his arm in a cast. I'm sure that Spencer could've done it on his own, since I know how intelligent he was, even at that age, but they need an adult with them as that's the law."

"I didn't mean to break his arm," Will protested.

"That's not the point William," Crenshaw said in a disdainful and exasperated tone. Crenshaw was an Alpha just like Will, but he was a much stronger one and also one who knew his responsibilities. He was totally disgusted by the this man in front of him. William Reid had abandoned his responsibilities to his family. If only he had been sorry and showed remorse for his actions he would not be in this position now. Yes, his son's broken arm had been an accident, if Will and the letter were to be believed, but Crenshaw was sure that it was his lack of remorse that had caused Diana to throw him out until he got his priorities straight.

Even after 22 years Will still didn't believe he done anything wrong and Crenshaw could see it. It was no wonder that Will had never gotten back with Diana who was a lovely, intelligent lady, kind and warmhearted. Will didn't seem to care about anybody, except himself.

Crenshaw wasn't really surprised actually, as he had seen it a few times when Will was helping a client. Being an attorney could be tough depending on the field you went into and criminal law was one of the toughest, but that was no reason to treat your family as if they didn't matter, as if their feelings were inconsequential.

Crenshaw guessed that the only reason Will wanted access to his grandchildren was because he didn't like being told he couldn't have anything, like a spoiled toddler actually. That he was willing to go to such lengths in order to get what he wanted...was sickening. Of course, Will might have genuinely wanted to see his grandchildren grow up, but Crenshaw didn't believe that for a moment. He was acting too… selfish, only caring about his own desires, his own wants. He wanted to declare his son incompetent just so he could perhaps raise his grandchildren himself, but there was no way that Spencer's mate would let him anywhere near her children and she came from a very powerful family. Crenshaw suspected that Aaron Hotchner could crush someone like William Reid with no trouble, if Will didn't just leave it alone.

Crenshaw had a feeling that William was going to do something stupid. He had better warn the parties involved so they could be prepared just in case. While he didn't necessarily have to warn the Hotchners or Will's son, Spencer, it was the right thing to do. It would probably give him a favor sometime in the future, because they were bound to be grateful, but that was only a secondary consideration. Crenshaw didn't bother point out to his client that not only would the Hotchners not put up with him trying to call his son incompetent, he doubted that Spencer's team would either, as he knew Will wouldn't listen.

~~~Spencer and Safina~~~