Title: Raising a Family
By: Daisyangel
Pairing: Morgan/Reid & Hotch/Prentiss & JJ/Will
Ratimg: PG-13
A/n: this is the sequel to Rules of Attachment and takes place three years later. Here are the pairings and their children.

Derek Morgan and Spencer Reid-Morgan, married for five years have four children.

Savanna Grace Reid-Morgan, age five, eldest child of Derek and Spencer. She was adopted by the two men as an infant after her mother was killed during a case.

Donna Joanne Reid-Morgan (DJ) age three Nathaniel Aaron Reid-Morgan (Nate) age three. Twins and biological children of Morgan and Garcia, Garcia chose to be a surrogate for the boys.

Jason Matthew Reid-Morgan age one, biological child of Reid and Garcia.

Aaron and Emily Hotchner, married for two years, parents to two children.

Jack Hotchner, age nine. Haley dies in my story so Jack has been living with Em and Hotch since he was four.

Sarah Elizabeth Hotchner one year old.

JJ Jareau and Will Lamontagne, married for five years, have two children.

Henry Lamontagne, age five.

Lisa Rene Lamontagne, age three.

Rossi, proud grandfather to all the kiddos. Happy reading! I don't own anyone you recognize. I only own the kids, feel free to borrow any of them, just, ask first. -------
Summary: Sequel to Rules of Attachment. marriage, kids, and cases, these are the things the members of the BAU have to deal with.

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Organized chaos, that was the best way to describe their house on a typical day, but this wasn't a typical day in the Reid-Morgan household. It was Savanna's first day of kindergarten and she was so excited she could hardly stand still. Her father's were struggling with the fact that their baby girl was growing up so fast.

"C'mon Daddy, Papa, hurry! I wanna get to school."

"Be patient, kiddo. We're almost ready," Derek called to his daughter. While he was talking to his oldest daughter he grabbed his youngest one by the hand and stopped her from running after her twin brother.

"What's up, DJ?"

"Nate tooked my hair clip and won't give it back," she informed him.

"Nate! Give your sister her hair clip back."

"Yes, Papa," called the little boy handing the clip back to his sister. Just then he heard happy squeals coming from the babies room.

"Spence, how's it going?"

"Good, Jason's almost ready, how's it going down their?"

"Good, Vanna's gettin' impatient," Derek chuckled.

"Okay, we're ready," Spencer said descending the stairs their youngest child in his arms. Five minutes later the family was in the SUV heading for Conley Elementary. -----------

"But Daddy, I don't wanna go in, I'm scared," Savanna said crying as she clung to Spencer's leg.

"Honey, it's okay, I'm sure you'll enjoy school," he soothed.

"You and Papa won't be here, though," she sniffled.

"No, but we'll be back to pick you up at 3:00, sweetheart. Gently he pried his little girl off his leg and gently pushed her towards her classroom.

"Daddy, noo!" she cried. Morgan moved forward giving it a try.

"You'll make lots of new friends and learn lots of fun stuff at school, I promise. I know you'll have fun," he promised her. Her sobbs had subsided some but Savanna was still crying. JJ gave them a sympathetic look as she walked out of Henry's kindergarten class her youngest child Lisa in tow. Just then Jack walked up to the little group.

"Mind if I try, Uncle Derek, Uncle Spencer?"

"Be my guest," Spencer offered. Nodding Jack nelt down in front of the little girl and took her hands.

"Hey there, 'Lady Bug'," he greeted. No one could quite recall when the nickname had started but Jack was the only one who could get away with calling her that.

"Hey, J-j-jack," she greeted.

"What's the matter, Lady Bug?" he asked gently.

"I'm scared, what if nobody likes me and what if I don't know any of the answers?" she whispered.

"I'm sure you'll make friends. Everyone will like you, what's not to like your a great girl. As for knowing all the right answers, no one does, but as long as you do your best, you'll do fine.

"But I'm all by myself, I don't know anyone in my class. Henry's in the other class. I don't have anyone here to help me."

"Yes you do," Jack answered.

"I do?" she questioned.

"Yes, of course you do. I'll be right down the hall in Mrs Nash's third grade class. Just come and get me if you need me, no matter what. I'm always here for you Savanna," he said seriously.

"Thank you Jack!" she cried throwing her arms around her very best friend. Despite their age difference they had always been close ever since Savanna was a baby.

"You ready to go meet your teacher now, baby girl?" Morgan questioned. Savanna bobbed her head excitedly.

"Let's go then," he said as he took her hand and walked her into the classroom the rest of the family behind them, mouthing a quick thank you to Jack as he walked by him. He knew his little girl would be just fine with Jack Hotchner watching out for her.

***

A/n, I'm changing something, I've decided that Jack is eight not nine and is in the second grade.

Hotch sighed when his phone rang. They had just gotten back from a case. His and Emily's children were staying with Jessica while Reid and Morgan's kids were staying with Garcia. Will had Henry and Lisa.

"Hotchner," he answered.

"Hello, Agent Hotchner, this is Mrs. Russell, the principal at Conley Elementary. I need you to come down to the school as soon as you can. I'm afraid your son was involved in an incident."

"Thank you, Mrs. Russell, my wife and I will be there as soon as we can," he said hanging up his phone and heading for the bullpen. He knew the rest of the team had already gone home. He just hoped that whatever Jack had done it wasn't anything to serious. -------------

Emily frowned when she caught sight of her husband's face. He looked concerned and maybe slightly angry.

"What's wrong, Aaron?"

"I just got a call from Jack's school. The principal says he was involved in an incident and she would like us to come down to the school."

"Any idea what's going on?" Emily questioned. Hotch shook his head as he helped her gather up her things and they headed for the garage and their car. -----------

"They didn't say what the problem was?" Spencer asked as he and Derek walked into Conley Elementary.

"Nope," Derek replied. Reaching the main office the two men made their way in.

"Can I help you?" asked the young secretary.

"Derek Morgan and Spencer Reid-Morgan we're here to see Principal Russell.

"She'll be with you in a moment, please take a seat," she said indicating the chairs along the wall. Five minutes later two familiar faces entered the office.

"Hotch, Emily?" Spencer exclaimed in surprise.

"Reid, Morgan?" Emily asked.

"What are you doing here?" Hotch asked.

"The principal called us," Morgan answered.

"She called us to," Hotch replied. Just then the door to the principals' inner office opened and she called the four of them into the office. They were shocked at the scene they saw. Jack was sitting with an ice pack on his lip and a bruised and cut fist. Another boy was sitting a couple of seats away with a tissue on his nose and an ice pack on his cheek. Savanna was sitting next to Jack, tears in her eyes. Her lip looked swollem and she was gently pressing an ice pack against it while Jack held one on her wrist.

"Papa, Daddy!" she cried bursting into tears. Both men rushed over and dropped to their knees beside their little girl.

"Are you okay, Vanna Bug?" Reid asked. Savanna nodded her head even though her parents could tell she was upset and hurting.

"If the four of you will take a seat I'll explain what's going on," the principal offered. Nodding the four profilers took seats. They noticed a fifth person a woman standing next to the other boy and she looked furious.

"What happened here?" Hotch asked barely able to keep his temper in check.

"According to witnesses Nicholas here was teasing Savanna and Jack was defending her. It's one thing to defend another student, but this school does not tolerate fighting for any reason," she said sternley.

"You know better then to hit, Jack, what do you have to say for yourself, young man?" Aaron demanded glaring at his eldest child.

"I know, but you always said to stand up for what you believe in and to stand up for people you love well, that's all I was doing."

"Just tell us what happened," Emily requested gently.

"We were at recess, the second graders are out on the playground for a few minutes while the kindergarteners are before we go inside. Well Savanna was drawing a picture on the sidewalk using the sidewalk chalk and Nick walked up to her and told her the picture looked stupid and took the chalk and held it above her head. She asked for it back and he said no, then he stomped all over her picture and she started to cry. He called her a crybaby and pushed her down. She fell and hit her lip and her wrist. Then he threw the chalk at her. I told him to leave her alone but he said he didn't have to and that if I wanted him to I had to make him. I told him to be nice to Lady Bug, she was just a little girl. I told him to pick on me, I was bigger, that's when he hit me and called me a wimp cause I defended Savanna. He said I was a girl lover then he hit me, so I hit him back," Jack concluded.

"'Lady Bug'?" the principal repeated.

"It's a nickname that Jack's called Savanna for as long as any of us can remember," Reid explained.

"I see, well, do you and Nicholas agree that what Jack said is true?" the principal asked addressing Savanna and Nicholas. Both kids nodded.

"Jack's been a good kid up to this point," Hotch interjected.

"Yes he has, Agent Hotchner, which is why instead of the usual three day suspension I'm only giving him one. As for Nicholas, Ms. Wesley, this is his third fight since the year started two and a half months ago, so I have no choice to suspend him for the full three days."

"I understand Mrs. Russell," she responded.

"What about Savanna?" Morgan asked.

"She didn't do anything wrong, so I hope to see her back at school tomorrow. I appreciate all of you coming down, and I hope to not see any of you in my office again, do I make myself clear?" The last part of her sentence was directed at the three kids. All three of them nodded before they stood up and after grabbing their backpacks they followed their parents out of the office.

"Do you have any children's Tylenol for these two?" Emily asked the secretary. She nodded as she opened a drawer and after opening the bottle handed two tablets to Emily. One of them Emily gave to Jack and the other she gave to Savanna. Both kids grimaced at the taste of the pill as they chewed and swallowed it, but they took them obediently. They knew they would help the pain go away.

"Are you okay now?" Morgan asked gently lifting Savanna into his arms. She nodded as she turned to Jack.

"Thank you for helpin' me," she said softly.

"Your welcome," Jack answered.

Turning to Hotch and Emily, Savanna said, "Don't be mad at Jack, he was helpin' me. Nick was being mean. Please don't be mad at him," she pleaded.

"We're not mad at him, sweetie," Hotch assured her.

"Your not?" Jack asked in surprise.

"We're not happy that you used violence to solve a problem instead of using your words or getting an adult, but we're glad that you defended Savanna," Emily explained.

"Oh," Jack said relieved he wasn't in trouble.

"Well, what do you say we all go home," Morgan suggested. The others nodded and headed out to their cars. Hotch was about to pull out of his parking space when Jack spoke up.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, Jack?"

"Am I grounded?"

"I'd like to say no, but you know how Emily and I feel about fighting no matter the circumstances. So here's what your punishment is. No TV tomorrow. Your suspended tomorrow, so you should use that time to work on school work and not watch TV, does that sound fair?"

"Yes, Dad, Emily," Jack answered settling into his seat trying to forget about the pain in his hand and in his cheek.

"We love you, son," Emily said softly.

"I love you guys to," Jack mumbled turning to look out the window at the scenery passing by.

***

"Hey, how's it going, babe?" Morgan asked into the phone. He and Rossi had to do a custodial interview at a prison in Oklahoma City just before an unsub was to be executed, leaving Reid to care for their four kids. He was greatful that Garcia had come over to help them out. All the kids looked up to her as a mother. The twins and Jason called her mommy. Savanna called her Aunt Penny, but Garcia would love nothing more then if she'd call her mommy even though she isn't her biological mother.

"They're going okay," Reid said just as he heard a shriek from one of the girls then the sound of the baby crying.

"Daddy! Jason taked my barbie and he threw it in the toilet," came Savanna's voice. Sighing Reid headed for the downstairs bathroom. They'd moved to a larger house with four bedrooms and two and a half bathrooms. The twins shared a room. They planned to move DJ into Savanna's room when the twins were a bit older.

"What's going on here?" he asked entering the room.

"Down, Daddy," Jason sniffled from his spot on the floor.

"Did you push Jason down, Vanna?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"What have Papa and I told you about pushing?"

"Don't do it, it's mean," she responded automatically. Picking up the toddler in one arm Spencer grimaced as he reached into the toilet and retrieved the soaked Barbie. Turning to the 15-month-old he said,

"Jason, what have we told you about taking other peoples toys?"

"No do it," the boy answered still pouting.

"That's right, now say sorry to your sister," Spencer instructed

"Sowwy, Anna," Jason apologized, calling his sister the closest thing to her name he could get.

"What do you have to say for yourself, young lady?" Spencer prompted staring at his five-year-old.

"I'm sorry for pushing you down, Jason." She leaned forward and the two hugged.

"I'm afraid your Barbie's ruined, sweetheart. Next time, pick up your toys, don't leave them out that way the baby won't get a hold of them.

"Yes, Daddy."

"Okay, go finish getting ready. Help your little brother get his shoes on, please," Spencer told her.

"Okay, c'mon Jason!" she said pulling her brother by the hand to his room.

"You can watch cartoons downstairs until it's time to go, just make sure you have everything in your backpack," Spencer instructed as they left the bathroom.

"I will, Daddy."

"Just another day at our house, huh?" Derek asked as Spencer threw the Barbie in the trash and washed his hands.

"Yeah, at least he didn't try flushing it," he commented.

"I think Vanna got your attention fast enough and she pushed him down," Morgan said.

"Yeah, well I should…" Spencer broke off as DJ yelled his name.

"Daddy, Nate jus's throwed up alls over!" yelled the toddler. "Ewww, it's yucky!"

Spencer groaned as he thumped his head against the wall.

"I'd better let you go. I love you," Morgan told him.

"Love you to, get home soon, please," Spencer pleaded hanging up the phone and running for the stairs. Shaking his head Morgan hung up his phone and dialed Garcia. Spencer needed reinforcements and he needed them now. ------------

Spencer's heart broke at what he saw. DJ was standing next to her brother who was bent double and looking a very sickly shade of green. Quickly he took in the mess in the hallway just outside the bathroom. At that moment Nate began to heave again.

"DJ, hurry, get the bucket out of mine and Papa's bathroom. Nate, cover your mouth for a sec, okay, buddy?" Nodding Nate covered his mouth with both hands trying to hold it in

"Daddy, it's comin' the yucky stuff is coming!".

"DJ!" Spencer shouted.

"I'm here," she said running into the hall and dropping the bucket in front of her father and twin brother. Placing the bucket in front of his little boy Spencer rubbed his back soothingly as he leant over and threw up into the bucket.

"Savanna, can you come here a minute?" Spencer called.

"Yes, Daddy?"

"Your little brother's sick, can you get me the mop, a bucket, and the cleaning supplies?"

"Okay, Daddy," she said running back down the stairs. Moments later she returned with the requested items.

"Thank you, sweetheart."

"Your welcome," she replied. Just then she noticed that DJ was crying.

"What's wrong, DJ?" Savanna asked sympathetically.

"I scared, Nate Otay?"

"He's okay, his tummy just hurts. Daddy will make him better." "Let's go play with Jason," Savanna said taking her little sister and walking with her down the stairs.

"Thanks, Vanna Bug," her father called as he rubbed his oldest son's back with one hand and started cleaning up the mess with the other. Finally Nate stopped throwing up and was just dry heaving.

"You done, you got it all out, kiddo?"

"Yeah," Nate answered pitifully. After disposing of the mess in the bucket Spencer walked over and picked up the three-year-old and kissed his forehead. He frowned at the warmth he felt radiating from it.

"Don feel good," Nate mumbled as he buried his face in Spencer's shoulder.

"I know, bud. Let's get you back in bed. I'll be back up to check on you in just a minute. I have to figure out how to get your brother and sisters to school and daycare," Spencer said pulling back the covers and placing the small boy in his cars bed. Reaching for the twins trash can he pulled out the full bag and put the one in the bottom of it that was empty in it. Here's a trash can just in case," he said placing it next to Nate's head after which he headed out the door and made his way down the stairs trying to figure out just exactly what to do. He was saved by a knock on their front door. He opened it to find a beaming garcia in a hot pink shirt and skirt with hot pink glasses on her face. -------

"Penelope Garcia at your service. How can I help you?" Garcia said answering her phone.

"Hey there, baby girl. Is there anyway you can do me a favor?"

"What do you need, my Chocolate Adonis?" she responded cheekily.

"Spencer's in desperate need of help. Apparently Jace threw Vanna's Barbie in the toilet. He got it out and settled that problem, but then Nate threw up all over, according to DJ. He's got to figure out how to get the other kids to school and daycare and get Nate to the doctor's. The poor guys in over his head."

"Poor Reid, I'll head right over."

"Thank you, Garcia, your a life saver, I owe you one!"

"Don't mention it. I'll call you with an update once I get everything under control. You and Rossi should be back sometime tomorrow right?"

"Yeah, one more day for interviewing then we fly back home tomorrow morning."

"Okay, see you then, hot stuff."

"Thanks, see you then, baby girl," he said laughing as he hung up. -----------

"What are you doing here, Garcia?"

"Derek called and told me he thought you could use some help. So what's going on?"

"I have three kids who have lost their minds and one who threw up all over the hall, and is apparently throwing up once again," Reid said as he turned and started for the stairs.

"I'll go, you take care of the three jumping beans," Garcia said pointing to the three children jumping on the couch.

"We sit on the couch we don't jump on it," Spencer scolded entering the living room. The protests of the kids followed Garcia up the stairs. ------------------

Reaching the top of the stairs the blonde turned right and walked to the second door.

"Oh, baby," she said sympathetically as she saw her three-year-old little boy sitting on his bed throwing up into a trash can. Leaning back the little boy whimpered in discomfort.

"Hi, Mommy."

"Hey, there, baby," Garcia whispered running a hand through his hair and over his hot forehead.

"My tummy hurts," Nate said sadly.

"I know, has Daddy taken your temperature yet?" The little boy shook his head.

"Well then, let's do that," she said getting up and walking to the top of the stairs.

"Hey, Spencer?"

"Yeah?"

"Where's the thermometer?"

"In our bathroom." Nodding Garcia got the thermometer and made her way back to the twins room. Sliding it across his forehead she waited for it to give a reading. A frown crossed her face when she noted that his temperature was 100.1. "We're going to go downstairs and see how Daddy wants to handle today. Can you sit up for me, sweetie?" Nodding the toddler sat up and allowed his mother to put his shoes on him. Once he had shoes on he lifted his arms up requesting to be picked up. Lifting him into her arms she walked out of his room and gently carried him down the stairs to where everyone else was waiting. --------

"He's got a fever of 100.1. I think he needs to go to the d-o-c-t-o-r," Garcia spelled.

"Daddy," Nate called holding his arms out to his father.

"C'mere, buddy," Reid said taking his child from Garcia.

"I tell you what, why don't I take these three to school and daycare and you take him to the doctor? I'll tell Hotch what's going on."

"Yeah, thanks, I'll take him then I'm going to call Chelsea and see if she can watch him today since I can't take him to daycare," Reid said getting off the couch and making his way to the phone to call the doctor.

"Okay, you three make sure you have your backpacks. I'm going to put your booster seats and Jason's car seat in my car then I'll be back in for you," Garcia said clapping her hands.

"Yes, Aunt Penny," Savanna said as she took off for her backpack. Not wanting to be out done by their older sister, DJ and Jason ran off after her. Five minutes later everyone met in the foyer.

"After the doctor, Chelsea's picking him up and bringing him back here for the day. Tell Hotch I'll be at work around 9:30 or 10:00. Thanks for getting the rugrats to school and daycare," Spencer said.

"No problems, see you then," Garcia said placing a quick kiss on her son's cheek and flashing Spencer a smile before heading out the door her three charges in tow.

"Let's get you to the doctor so you can feel better, Nate," Spencer said putting the little boys coat on him and carrying him out to his car, buckling him into his seat and climbing in himself.

***

The ride home from school the next day was a silent one for the Reid-Morgan family. Glancing into the backseat, Derek frowned when he saw the sad expression on Savanna's face.

"You okay, Savanna?"

"I guess," she mumbled.

"Did something happen at school today?" That seemed to be the question that set the wheels in motion and Savanna started to cry.

"We had to color a picture of our family and I was the only one without a Mommy. Why don't I have a mommy, Papa?" Her sobbs broke Derek's heart. "The twins and Jason have a mommy, why don't I? Didn't my mommy love me?" Barely able to suppress his own tears, Derek spoke.

"Oh, sweetie, your mommy loved you very much. She just can't be with you anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"Your daddy and I will explain it to you when we get home, okay?" Nodding the little girl sniffled as she settled back in her seat. Derek's worries increased when he saw her stick her thumb in her mouth. She'd stop sucking it shortly after her third birthday but she would still do it when she was scared or upset. Please let Spencer and I find an easy way to explain this to her, Morgan thought as he pulled into the driveway next to Spencer's car. He'd apparently found his way out from under his massive pile of paperwork. They took turns picking up the kids unless they could get off at the same time to pick them up. Reid was still snowed under with paperwork when Derek was ready to leave, so Morgan told him he'd pick up the three little ones from the Quantico daycare before getting Savanna from school.

"Unbuckle Jason, please," Morgan instructed Savanna as he climbed out of the SUV. The twins had unbuckled themselves once they had pulled in. Unbuckling her baby brother Savanna placed him on his feet and took his tiny hand walking with him into the house. The sound of talking and laughter floated from the kitchen. Walking into the kitchen everyone saw Reid and Garcia standing at the counter working on dinner. They had invited Garcia over for dinner in thanks for helping out with the kids. Thankfully Nate only had a 24-hour bug and was back to normal.

"Daddy! all the kids shouted as they ran to the adults for hugs and kisses.

"Hi, Mommy," the twins and Nate greeted as they hugged a beaming Garcia. Noticing that Savanna hadn't hugged Garcia Spencer questioned her about it.

"Don't you want to give your Mommy a hug?" He didn't even realize his slip of the tongue until Savanna whirled on him.

"She's not my Mommy, I don't have a mommy, and I hate you!" she yelled tears streaming down her face.

"Savanna Grace! You apologize right now!" Reid scolded.

"No!" she shouted turning and running up the stairs slamming her door with a deafening slam. -------------------------

"What just happened?" Reid asked in bewilderment. Morgan glanced from his husband's shocked and confused face to Garcia's equally shocked and grief stricken one. She was trying to keep the tears at bay, but it was a battle she was quickly losing.

"You guys go play in the living room, we'll call you when dinner's ready," he said addressing the three children still in the kitchen. Watching them go he started to explain the situation to the other two adults. While he was speaking he placed one arm around Reid and pulled Garcia against him with the other one.

"Apparently they had to draw pictures of their family and share them in class today. Vanna realized she's the only one in the class without a mom. She started asking questions about her mom and I told her we'd explain it to her later. Then you called Garcia her mom and that set things off," Morgan explained.

"I didn't even realize I'd said it," Reid defended.

"I love her like she were my own, but I'd never expect her to call me Mommy, not unless she wanted to," Garcia interjected. The guys nodded.

"I'll go talk to her," Reid said easing out of the embrace.

"Actually, would you two mind if I do it? I think it might help coming from a woman. Do you still have that picture you managed to get from her house?" Garcia wondered.

"Yeah, let me get it," Morgan said walking into the living room and getting the requested item.

"Wish me luck," Garcia said heading for the stairs. -----------------

"Savanna, can I come in?" Garcia called gently as she knocked on the five-year-olds bedroom door.

"Yes," Savanna said softly through her sobbs.

"Hey there, kiddo," Garcia greeted as she settled on the edge of the bed covered with a princess comforter.

"Hi," the little girl replied.

"I think we need to have a talk. What do you say?" The little girl just nodded. "First of all, I'd never ask you to call me Mommy unless you want to. Second of all, I hope you don't hate me, do you?"

"I don't hate you, I'm sorry," Savanna cried throwing herself into her aunt's arms. "I love you," she said against her shoulder.

"I love you to, sweetheart. Your papa says your asking about your mommy?"

"Yeah, where is she, didn't she love me?"

"Oh yes, she loved you very much. She just can't be here with you," Garcia explained.

"But why not?"

"Because shortly after you were born she went to heaven with the angels.

"Why did she go to heaven?"

"One of the bad guys that your father's caught hurt her before they could get to her. They fell in love with you and wanted to take you home with them, but guess what?"

"What?"

"They have a picture of your mommy and they think it's time you have it," Garcia responded handing the little girl the framed photo. After she looked at the photo for a moment, Savanna placed it on her bedside table.

"Since my mommy's in heaven is it okay if I call you mommy?" Savanna asked softly. Blinking back the happy tears Garcia smiled.

"I'd love it if you'd call me Mommy, but only if you want to. Are you sure you want to?"

"Yeah, I love you, Mommy." Savanna held out her arms for a hug which Garcia happily returned.

"I love you to, Savanna, I love you to."

***

A/n, we're taking a two year time jump. Children's ages are: Savanna age 7, DJ and Nate age 5, and Jason age 3. Jack age 10, and Sara age 3. Henry age 7, and Lisa age 5. Okay, on with the story.

"This case is never going to End," Derek said as he placed his head into his hands.

"It will eventually," JJ consoled him as she sat down next to him.

"I just know the answer we're looking for is right under our noses," he said.

"Well, I might have something to help with that," Emily called coming to the table and sitting on Morgan's other side.

"MMM," he mumbled still with his head in his hands.

"You okay, Morgan?" Emily questioned.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he answered lifting his head. The two mother's gasped when they saw how flushed his face was and how miserable he looked.

"If that's fine, I'd hate to see you when your not fine," JJ quipped.

"Okay, I'm kind of tired and have a bit of a headache," Morgan reluctantly admitted. Simultaneously JJ and Emily reached out and placed the backs of their hands on Morgan's forehead, checking his temperature. Squirming away like the kids often did Morgan tried to bat their hands away, but being mom's meant they had the art of checking one's forehead for a fever down pat. Turning to each other they spoke in unison.

"100 degrees even."

"What's 100 degrees even?" Garcia asked.

"Morgan's temperature," Emily supplied.

"My chocolate addonis has a fever of 100?" Garcia repeated walking over to the small group. Garcia was needed in the field on this case so the kids were scattered between Jessica's and Will and JJ's. Will had his and JJ's two as well as the twins and Jason. Jessica had Emily and Hotch's kids as well as Savanna. Reaching the small group Garcia repeated Emily and JJ's actions.

"Yep, 100 even," Garcia confirmed.

"I don't have a fever and I'm fine," Morgan protested. His protest was made a moot point, though, when he coughed violently and a shiver shook him.

"What did you have, Em?" Morgan prompted changing the subject and taking the spotlight off him.

"Oh, right, all three guys were members of this club called The Buffalo Boys. Apparently it's a fraternity of sorts for guys in their late 20's and early 30s."

"Some guys just can't let go of the college life," JJ interjected.

"MMM-hmm, it's a group of five so that means there are two left," Emily finished.

Garcia jumped into the conversation, then, "Patrick Stone and Ryan Madison are the only two living left. Ryan fits the profile, but Pat doesn't, maybe he's our unsub?" she hypothesized.

"Hey, we're the profilers," Emily teased. Garcia just smirked as she shoved Emily in the side. Everyone laughed at the two women.

"What are we waiting for, let's tell the rest of the team," Morgan said.

"Tell us what?" Rossi asked as he Hotch, and Reid came into the conference room they were using. They'd been interviewing the families of the victims. Morgan addressed the rest of the team that had just walked in.

"We think we know who t-t-t-," he broke off as a violent coughing fit hit him. Patting his back with one hand, Emily handed him the bottle of water on the table next to him with the other.

"We think we know who the unsub is," JJ finished Morgan's sentence. It took the three guys a moment to register what JJ had said because they were to busy staring at Morgan's flushed face. Finally the coughing stopped and he drew in a ragged breath.

"First of all, are you okay, Morgan?" Hotch questioned. Morgan nodded his head. "Second of all, who do you think the unsub is?"

"Pat Stone. He doesn't fit the profile of the guys being killed but he fits the profile of the unsub we've established," Emily explained. Morgan was frustrated that he started shivering, a sure sign his fever was going higher, not lower. "Okay, let's go get the unsub. Garcia stay here with Morgan, keep an eye on him," Hotch instructed.

"I'm fine," Morgan repeated.

"A 100 degree fever isn't fine," Emily argued standing up.

"A 100 degree temperature?" Reid replied incredulously. The three women nodded.

"How do you know exactly what it is?" Rossi asked.

"It's a mom thing," JJ explained.

"Okay, everyone meet at the cars in five minutes. I'll let the officer's know," Hotch said walking out of the room beckoning the others to follow leaving Reid and Morgan alone. It wasn't until he was standing next to his husband that Reid realized he was shivering. Leaning over he gently kissed Derek's lips.

"You gonna be okay?"

"Yeah, I just wanna get this case over with and go home," Morgan replied.

"How are you really feeling? Tell me the truth," Reid added quickly.

"My head and throat hurt. I feel a bit light-headed to," Morgan answered cataloging his various complaints.

"We'll finish this case then we'll go home and you can sleep and I'll take care of you," Reid said softly kissingng Morgan's forehead frowning at the heat he felt there. Nodding Morgan placed his hot forehead on his arms and closed his eyes. Standing Reid gave Garcia a worried look as he walked by her on his way to meet up with the rest of the team. An hour later they were back on the jet heading back to Quantico having caught the unsub and saving the last guy before he was killed. --------------

He was halfway through his paperwork for the case when he started shivering so bad he couldn't hold on to anything. His hands were shaking so bad he couldn't type either. Reaching up, Derek touched his face. He jerked his hand back in surprise when he touched his cheek. His face was on fire. Deciding he needed some water he stood up and started making his way to the kitchen to get a cold glass of water. Entering the kitchen Morgan began making his way to the sink but he didn't get there. Partway across the room his world spun wildly and he fainted. Unknown to the Chicago native JJ was walking by the kitchen when he fainted.

"Morgan!" she shouted running to him and dropping to her knees. The media liaison's scream attracted the attention of the rest of the team save for Garcia and Reid and they came running. Looking up she saw the shocked faces of her team in the doorway.

"It's Morgan, someone get Reid!"

"I will, where is he?" Emily questioned.

"Pen's office, she had something to show him," JJ called as she reached out and touched Morgan's face. "Emily, hurry! He's burning up with fever. Hotch, call 911," JJ instructed.

"Dave, there's a thermometer in Em's desk, third drawer down," Hotch informed the senior profiler. Nodding Rossi hurried off to get the requested item. ------------------

Garcia and Reid looked up from the computer game Garcia had been showing Reid when Garcia's office door flew open and a frantic Emily came running in.

"What's wrong, kitten?" Garcia wondered.

"It's Morgan, he fainted and he's burning up with fever. The rest of the team is with him," she explained breathlessly. Reid and Garcia jumped to their feet and followed Emily to where the rest of the team was keeping vigil over Morgan. ---------------------------

"It's 103 now," JJ reported, reading the display. The three running people reached the rest of their family just as JJ was announcing Morgan's temperature. Just then the paramedics came rushing down the hall.

"What've we got?" questioned an EMT.

"Agent Derek Morgan fever of 103. Appears to have flu like symptoms, just arrived back from a case," Hotch answered. Assessing the situation the medics started placing cool packs all over Morgan.

"We need to get his fever down. We're taking him to George Washington Memorial, any of you riding with us?" Reid raised a hand.

"I am," he said softly.

"Okay, then come on, we need to get moving." Reid followed the stretcher out of the kitchen raising a hand in acknowledgement when he heard the others say they would be right behind them. He just didn't know how to tell the kids that their father was in the hospital and very sick.

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"Will Papa be okay?" Nate asked as he sat on Spencer's lap in the hospital waiting room. Rossi had volunteered to get the kids from JJ and Jessica's.

"I'm sure he will be. He's just got the flu and a really high fever," Spencer assured his second oldest child. He was a full three minutes older than DJ and he loved to remind everyone of that.

"He's tough, he'll be okay, he's very brave," Lisa Jareau comforted as she sat on Nate's other side.

"Thanks, Lis," Nate replied giving her a small smile. Next to DJ he was closest to Lisa Jareau. Two children bursting into tears caught the group's attention and all the adults turned as one. Jason and Sara were both on the ground crying. Spencer and Emily made their way over to their crying children.

"What happened here?" Emily questioned.

"Owie, Mommy," Sara said rubbing her head where a bump was forming.

"Did you two bump heads?" Spencer asked looking at Jason's head where a similar bump was forming. Both children nodded.

"Your okay, just be more careful next time," Emily soothed picking up her daughter and heading back to where she sat with Jack and Hotch against the wall. Smiling softly at his son Reid picked him up and settled him next to Savanna.

"Hey, that's mine," Henry cried indignantly as DJ took the crayon he was using out of his hand.

"But I want it," the five-year-old protested.

"Ask nicely," Spencer called.

"Can I have that one, please?" DJ reluctantly asked.

"Yes you can," Henry replied handing it to her. Just then a doctor walked into the room.

"Family of Derek Morgan?" Spencer stood up and made his way to the doctor.

"I'm Spencer Reid-Morgan, Derek's my husband. How is he, Doctor?"

"Agent Morgan has a rather severe case of the flu. I'm happy to report that with medication and cooling packs we've been able to bring his fever down to 100 degrees. Much better then when he arrived here."

"When can I take him home?"

"Since we have him stabilized and his fevers gone down I don't think we need to admit him as long as he has someone to take care of him. If his fever spikes again and you can't get it to go back down or if his symptoms get worse I want you to bring him back in immediately, okay?" Spencer nodded as he took in the doctor's words.

"When will he be released?"

"I'll instruct the nurse to draw up his discharge papers, so I'd say in an hour or so. You can go sit with him if you'd like. Unfortunately, the room is small, so only a couple of you at a time," the doctor responded.

"That's fine, Spencer, you and the kids go first," Garcia said as she placed Nate on the ground at her feet. Smiling the other kids scrambled off their chairs to follow Spencer down the hall to see their father. Smiling Spencer began walking thankful that Derek was going to be okay after all.

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A/n, here are the children's ages for this chapter. I may jump around from time to time in the story so not all the chapters will be in order.

Savanna Reid-Morgan 15 DJ and Nate Reid-Morgan 13 Jason Reid-Morgan 11.

Jack Hotchner, 18, Sara Hotchner 13.

Henry Jareau 15, Lisa Jareau 13. Read and review. A bit of time with the Jareau kids in the beginning of this chapter. -------------------------

"You had no right butting into my business!" Lisa yelled at her older brother as they made their way into their house after school slamming the door behind her.

"When I see you kissing a boy on the bus it becomes my business, Lis," he shot back.

"No it doesn't, Henry. I'm not a little girl anymore, stop trying to protect me."

"Hey, hey, what's going on here?" Will questioned walking into the living room.

"He started it," Lisa said. At the same time Henry said,

"She started it."

"I don't care who started it, I'm finishing it. Now tell me what's going on." Both teens opened their mouths preparing to tell their side of the story. "One at a time," their father said holding up a hand. "Lisa, you go first."

"He's bent out of shape just cause Nate Reid-Morgan kissed me on the bus on the way home from school. He stalked over to where we were sitting and made Nate move."

"Wow," Will breathed trying not to freak out at the fact that his baby girl had been kissed.

"I had my first kiss today, Daddy. It was amazing," the teenage girl breathed.

"I know, sweetie," Will responded trying to give a smile that didn't look mostly like a grimace.

"Henry?" Will prompted.

"She's to young to be kissing anyone, Dad. She's only 13 and that's way to young. Your just a baby," he said addressing his sister.

"I'm not a baby," she protested. "Besides, you kissed Becca Lynch when you were both 13," she reminded him.

"I'm a guy, that's different."

"You didn't just play the I'm a guy card, did you?" Lisa asked incredulously glaring at her older brother.

"Okay, that's enough you two. Henry, it's not your job to decide if your little sister is too young to do something. That's your mother and my job. Second of all Lisa, your brother was just looking out for you. Henry, she does make a good point you were 13 when you had your first kiss and the girl you kissed was also 13. Next time it happens if you can't deal with it in a mature way, by which I mean not commenting or making them move apart then I want you to ignore them, do I make myself clear?" Henry nodded sullenly.

"Yes, sir."

"Now, Lisa, next time when your brother is being overprotective, listen to what he has to say before getting angry. He is older and does have more experience then you. All he's trying to do is keep you from getting hurt," Will explained.

"I know," Lisa reluctantly admitted.

"Now both of you apologize and get up to your rooms and work on your homework until dinner." Turning to each other they quickly apologized before heading for their bedrooms leaving their dad standing in the middle of the living roomrunning the events of the last 15 minutes through his mind.

//If I didn't like Nate Reid-Morgan so much I'd kill him for kissing my baby girl.// Will thought as he walked back into the kitchen to work on dinner. He couldn't wait until JJ came home from work and he could fill her in on the events of the day. ---------------------

"She got her first kiss?" JJ whispered a smile crossing her face. Will nodded still trying to wrap his head around it.

"Yeah, Nate Reid-Morgan. He's lucky I like him," Will grumbled.

"Oh hush, you. Nate's a good guy. She's growing up so fast. They both are," JJ said whistfully.

"I know, JJ." Yawning JJ stretched as she got off the couch. It was late and both kids were upstairs in bed.

"Let's go to bed," she said grabbing her husband's hand.

"Sounds like a fine idea to me," He agreed standing and following her to the bottom of the stairs. ---------------------

"You kissed my best friend," DJ said. The twins were sitting on Nate's bed.

"You said that already, Deej," Nate replied.

"Well it's worth repeating. I mean why did you have to kiss my best friend?"

"Because I like her?" her twin answered.

"But what if things get awkward. What will that do to our friendship, mine and Lisa's I mean?" DJ clarified. "What about our relationship?" she added softly as an afterthought.

"Hey, look at me Donna Joanne," Nate requested. Noting her brother's use of her full name DJ lifted her eyes from where they were staring at her hands and met her brothers identical eyes.

"First of all, no matter what our relationship will always be okay. Secondly you and Lisa and I have been friends since childhood so I'm sure we'll all be fine no matter what happens," he said pulling his little siter into a hug. Standing outside their oldest son's room Derek and Reid smiled. Their kids fought just like all siblings, but when the chips were down they were always there for each other.

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"Damn it, Spencer. Stop being such a mother hen," Morgan grumbled as his husband hovered by their bed.

"I'm not nother henning you, Derek. I'm taking care of you. It's time to take your temp again," he prompted sliding the thermometer across Morgan's forehead.

"What is it?" Morgan croaked.

"It's 99.9 so it's going down slowly. I made some soup, you need to eat."

"I'm not hungry, and my throat hurts too much to eat," Morgan complained.

"I know, which is why most of the cup is the broth. I have some of the noodles but mostly broth. Do I need to feed you like I feed the kids when they're sick?"

"No, I don't need to be fed," Morgan argued reaching for the mug and taking a tentative sip. He smiled in appreciation at his husband. He'd been in bed for the last day and a half and Reid had been caring for him. The kids were being kept at Garcia's so they wouldn't catch Morgan's flu. Spencer smiled when he saw that Morgan had finished the soup.

"See that wasn't so bad, now was it?"

"No, it wasn't," Derek reluctantly admitted. The next day Morgan's fever spiked up to 100.9 but with a cool bath and some ibuprofen they were able to get it back down to 99.99. Sighing in exhaustion Reid climbed into bed after cleaning up and joined his husband in sleep. ---------------

It was later that night when Morgan woke up in a cold sweat. He threw off the covers and went into the bathroom to run a wash clother over his sweat soaked skin.

"Derek?" Spencer called when he realized his lover wasn't in bed anymore.

"I'm fine, pretty boy. I think my fever finally broke."

"Oh yeah?" Reid asked making his way into the bathroom, thermometer in hand.

"Yeah," Morgan answered.

"It's 98.6, back to normal," Spencer agreed, reading the display.

"Does that mean the kids can come home tomorrow?" Morgan begged.

"No, you need one day with no fever before they can come home," Spencer replied.

"Oh, okay," Derek mumbled. All though his kids drove him crazy he loved them and was missing them terribly.

"It's only one more day, babe. C'mon, let's go back to bed," Spencer soothed taking the older man's hand and guiding him back to their bed and pulled him under the covers following a moment later.

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A/n, Here are the ages. Savanna Reid-Morgan 20, DJ Reid-Morgan and Nate Reid-Morgan, 18, Jason Reid-Morgan, 16.

Henry Jareau 20, Lisa Jareau, 18

Jack Hotchner, 23, Sarah Hotchner, 16. P.S. Remember that not all the chapters are in age order or and chronological order, so just because something is mentioned that you don't recall happening, be patient, it will be written about eventually. -----------------------

"Dad, can I go to the mall with DJ and Lisa? Vanna said she might meet us their for lunch since she's done with her term paper." Hotch raised his head as his daughter spoke. He was working on a case file. He was hoping to retire from the BAU soon, but not quite yet. "Sure, just be home by 6:30, okay? Call if your going to be late."

"I will, thanks, Dad. Bye, love you," she called kissing him quickly on the cheek before running out the door and climbing into her Ford Escort. --------------

"Where's Sarah going?" Emily asked her husband as she walked into their office.

"The mall, she's meeting the girls there," Hotch answered.

"Oh, okay. I can't wait until Jack is home on leave. I can't believe he's in the army. He could get killed," Emily said sadly. "Poor Savanna, I know it's not easy on her, having her boyfriend so far away and in danger," she lamented.

"I know, but Jack's a smart man and he'll be fine," Hotch soothed, taking his wife into his arms and kissing her tenderly. He couldn't believe they'd been married18 years. ---------------------

"C'mon, Sar, what gives?" Lisa prodded as the foursome walked through Target.

"Not here, can we get lunch and go back to your place, Vanna?" she requested staring anxiously at her brother's girlfriend.

"Sure we can, but what's wrong, hun?" Savanna questioned softly.

"I'll tell you when we're at your apartment," the 16-year-old answered as they got in line at Charlies Subs to order their lunch. ------------------

Fifteen minutes later found the four girls sitting in Savanna's apartment and just finishing their lunches.

"Now, c'mon, what's wrong?" DJ demanded. Sarah's eyes filled with tears and a couple slid down her cheek.

"Oh Sarah," DJ said hugging her friend. Reaching over to her end table, Savanna handed the crying girl some tissues.

"Just tell us, it can't be that bad," she urged.

"Oh, but it is," Sarah sniffled.

"Out with it, Sarah Elizabeth Hotchner," Lisa commanded.

"IthinkImightbepregnant," she blerted out all in one breath.

"Huh?" Lisa asked. Taking a deep breath, the youngest Hotchner repeated her sentence.

"I think I might be pregnant." Three pairs of wide eyes stared at her.

"Is it J-j-jasons?" Savanna stammered hardly able to believe that her 16-year-old baby brother might be a father soon. Wordlessly Sarah nodded.

"Does he know that there's a possibility that you might be pregnant?" DJ wondered.

"No, I didn't think there was any reason to worry him until I knew for sure," Sarah explained. The other girls nodded in understanding.

"Have you taken a test?" DJ asked.

"No, I've been to scared to buy one. Will you guys come with me to buy one, please?"

"So there's a chance it could be just your period being late or something," Lisa encouraged.

"I hope so," Sarah said softly.

"Let's go to Wallgreens, we'll take my car," Savanna instructed grabbing her keys and heading for the door the three younger girls following in her wake. --------------

The group that entered Wallgreens was a silent one. Each one was thinking about why they were there and what the consequences would be if the stick turned pink. Everyone's lives would be changed forever.

Reaching the aisle containing the pregnancy tests Sarah stared in shock at all the boxes on the shelves. She felt like the tests were mocking her.

"Which one should I get?" she whispered. Savanna scanned the shelves and pulled down one of the boxes.

"Here this one has three tests in it. It's an EPT one. It says the word pregnant or not pregnant and turns pink if you are and blue if you're not."

"Sure, sounds good," Sarah said. Just then a familiar voice rang out.

"Hello, 'Gumdrops, what brings you here?" Garcia called out as she came around the corner. Scrambling Savanna hid the pregnancy test behind her back.

"Um hi," they greeted.

"What are you girls up to?" Garcia questioned.

"Just out shopping, Mom. What are you doing?" Savanna questioned.

"Just picking up my birth control," Garcia answered. It was then that she noted the aisle the four young women were standing in. Her eyes widened as she stared from one girl to another. Savanna squirmed as her "mom" turned her gaze on her and noticed the box she was trying to hide.

"Savanna Grace?" Garcia whispered barely able to get the words out.

"It's not mine, I swear Mom," Savanna answered. Garcia nodded but stared doubtfully at her surrogate daughter.

"Then whose is it?" asked the computer tech.

"It's m-m-mine," Sara spoke up timidly as she burst into tears. Garcia stood in shock trying to wrap her mind around what she'd just heard.

"Does Jay know?" she asked just above a whisper.

"No, I wanted to be sure first. I'm so sorry, Aunt Penny," Sarah cried dissolving into uncontrollable sobbs.

"Oh, sweetie. Shh, it's okay, it's all going to be okay," Garcia soothed pulling the traumatized girl into her arms. "What do you say we go back to my place and you take the test then, how does that sound?"

"What if it's positive?" Sarah wondered shakily.

"We'll deal with that when we come to it. I just have a question, were you careful?"

"Yeah, we used a condom. It was our first time, and now we may have screwed up big time," the teen responded.

"Let's not jump to conclusions. We'll see what the test says first," she replied.

"We're all here for you no matter what," DJ assured her.

"Uncle Derek and Uncle Spencer will kill Jason. Oh no! Dad will be the worst," she cried as her eyes widened and she started to shake.

"It will all be okay in the end," Garcia said.

"Are you sure?" Sarah asked. The tech nodded hugging the girl once more before releasing her and handing her the box Savanna had been clutching in her hand.

"C'mon, let's go check out," Garcia said ushering the small group to the front. She couldn't believe that her baby boy could very well be a father in just a few months when he was still a kid himself. For everyone's sake she hoped those tests were negative, but she knew that if in fact Sarah was pregnant their family would stand behind them all the way.

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