disclaimer: nope, still own nothing :")

a/n: Hello again my fellow adventurers x) Well, the writer's block is still there, but I think it's getting better. Well hopefully it is xD Anyway thank you to SpenceFTW for reminding me about Rossi's dog breed. I've changed it to Labrador, but this site doesn't really cooperate with me sometimes. So if you still read it as a bull mastiff, please do tell me hehe.

When Aaron and Spencer re-joined the others, Rossi was already putting the last portion of spaghetti onto a plate. 8 plates of the famous Italian food were now served on the dining table. Garcia had busied herself arranging the cutlery on the table. JJ and Emily were heading towards the table with drinks in their hand. Morgan was already sitting in one of the chairs, looking eager to start eating soon. Spencer giggled when he could see a slight drool on Morgan's face before the teen slurped it back quickly.

"You cook fast.", Hotch said nonchalantly.

"Well, when an Italian is hungry, anything is possible.", Rossi put the pan into the dishwasher before taking a seat at the round table.

Spencer walked closer to the table, and he saw that one of the chairs had a pillow on it. He glanced around the team to see who did it, but no one looked back. He decided to leave it be and walked towards the particular chair, silently thanking whoever that had done it. Although Spencer couldn't help but sighed for the thousandth times that day when he reached the chair. It was harder for him now to climb the thing up since the pillow had made it more high and slippery. Before he got the chance to figure out how he could climb up the chair without bothering anybody, a pair of hands had lifted him up around the waist and seated him down. Spencer turned around to see who his helper was, and he found Hotch smiling at him before the man took the seat beside him. Spencer mouthed him a small 'fank you' in gratitude.

Once JJ and Emily finished putting down the drinks around the table, they took the seats right next to Rossi, JJ on his left while Emily's on the other side. Right next to JJ was Garcia, and right beside her was Morgan. Spencer was sitting right in the middle of Emily and Hotch.

"Wossi fis taste so good! You shouwd've tooted mowe!", Spencer exclaimed with his mouth full of spaghetti when they had started eating.

Aaron chuckled when he saw Spencer had managed to stain himself on the first bite. He took the white napkin off the table and wiped the boy's stained cheek. Spencer was getting used to the gesture, since the same thing had happened twice with Garcia and JJ, so he made no complaints and just continued on eating.

The rest of the meal went smoothly. Everyone at the table had agreed with Spencer's earlier statement, so they made a pact that from that day forward, Rossi should do all the cooking. The senior agent, of course, had determinedly declined the suggestion, saying that him cooking was just once in a lifetime experience. Unfortunately for Rossi, Spencer had finally put the puppy dog eyes into good use. The boy looked at Rossi the same way he had looked at Hotch earlier, and this time, it worked. While the girls went aww when they saw the look, Rossi must admit defeat when he automatically said he would gladly do all the cooking.

"On one condition,", Rossi raised his index finger, "I can ask anyone I want to help me cook, and they can't decline."

"Deaw!", Spencer quickly answered, raising his fist like he had won something big, "Wight guys?", he proceeded to give his most hopeful look at each of the team members.

The others shared a glance and chuckled at their youngest agent.

"Yes, yes, I am definitely in boy wonder.", Garcia clapped her hand happily.

"Never too late to learn something new.", Emily spoke up from her seat.

"Well I can help with the cutting.", Hotch gave in, smiling.

"Henry love Italian food, so why not?", JJ sent a smile at Spencer.

That left Morgan, who was looking like he's really giving it a deep thought whether to help or not.

"Mowgan?", Reid called out to him, looking almost like he's worried with what Morgan's answer would be.

"I got you didn't I pretty boy.", Morgan smirked at Spencer, "You can count me in Rossi.", he grinned when the boy sent him an annoyed glare.

As they continue their talks while the night went deeper, it was getting harder for Spencer to join in in a conversation as he was trying hard to keep himself from falling off the chair. When Hotch realized that he hadn't been hearing a high pitched remark from beside him for some time, he decided to check on the boy. He had to fight the urge to shake his head when he saw that his youngest agent was trying his best to stay awake. Aaron stood up from his seat and picked up the half-awake toddler.

"Rossi, where's the guest bedroom?", Aaron turned to the senior agent with Spencer in his arms.

"Hotch, I tan wawk.", Spencer argued as he yawned and then rested his head on Aaron's shoulder.

"It's upstairs, right next to the study room.", Rossi said as he shook his head smiling.

"Uh Hotch, you might need to give him a bath first. He spent the whole afternoon being licked by Mudgie and Clooney.", Morgan informed his boss.

"Alright. I'll see you guys later.", Hotch nodded at his team before walking away.

As he stared at his boss leaving back's, Morgan unconsciously let out a big yawn.

"Looks like Reid isn't the only one who needs to sleep.", Emily smiled coyly, "Hey Derek, it's getting late, aren't you supposed to be in bed too?"

"Ha ha, shut up Prentiss.", Derek threw Emily an annoyed glare.

"I'm just saying, since you're shorter now, you might want to sleep more early so the growth spurt could, you know, work.", Emily shrugged her shoulder jokingly.

Before Morgan got the chance to give Emily a petty remark, Rossi raised his hands at the two agents.

"Children please, no fighting while it's dinner time.", Rossi smiled sarcastically and turned his head to look at the two agents who were now chuckling at him.

"Spencer? Buddy? I need you to stay awake for a bit longer alright.", Hotch called out the half-awake toddler who's still resting his head on Hotch's shoulder.

"But Hotch *yawn* I want to sweep.", Spencer protested as he unconsciously moved his arms to hug the older man.

"I know, but you need to take your bath, you don't want the germs to linger while you're asleep now do you.", Hotch softly pried Spencer's arms from his neck.

"...Otay.", Spencer nodded as he let out another yawn.

"Do you want me to help you take your clothes off?", Hotch asked as he put the boy down on his feet.

"It's awight, I tan do it mysewf.", Spencer sent his boss a small smile with his half opened eyes.

Knowing he didn't have much time left before the boy decided to close his eyes for the rest of the night, Hotch quickly rummaged through the bag that JJ had brought. Hotch had counted that JJ had bought Spencer 4 pairs of pajamas, and he had to smile while shaking his head at the same time when he caught a glimpse of one of them. Hotch took the most normal looking one out of the bunch, which was a red and white stripes pajamas with a big cutout of Darth Vader's head right in the middle of the long sleeved shirt. Hotch then put the rest of the pajamas in the wardrobe next to the door.

"Hotch, *yawn* I'm done.", Spencer spoke up behind him.

"Just a second.", Hotch took the last piece of clothing he needed before he turned back to the boy.

When Spencer said done, Hotch thought that he really was finished undressing. But he had to hold in his chuckle when he saw the the boy's pants was still stuck around his ankle, along with his underwear. Half of his body, along with his neck, were still stuck in the not fully unbuttoned shirt. Spencer had only managed to get one of his arms out.

"Spencer, raised your arms." Hotch instructed the boy.

Spencer raised his arms without protest as a single yawn had escaped his mouth. Hotch pulled the shirt up so the boy could take his shower. Hotch then wrapped Spencer in a towel, picked him up, and headed to the bathroom. After waiting for a while for the tub to be half filled, Hotch put the boy in. As he put his left hand on Spencer's chest to keep his youngest agent from falling forwards, Hotch grabbed a shampoo and started massaging Spencer's head gently.

"Close your eyes.", Hotch told the boy.

Without needing to be told twice, Spencer closed his eyes. Aaron then poured the toddler's head with the water on his hand before continuing to clean Spencer's body. Once he's finished, Aaron grabbed a dry towel and wrapped up the boy with it.

"Spencer?", Aaron called out the toddler who's resting his head on Aaron's shoulder.

When he didn't get any reply, Aaron took a peek over his shoulder to see that Spencer was completely knocked out. Aaron laid the boy down on the bed, and put on the clothes for Spencer gently so he won't wake up. Once he's finished, Aaron moved Spencer so he was now resting his head on the pillow. Aaron went back to the shopping bags, hoping that JJ would have bought the thing that he had in mind. Aaron Hotchner had to admit that he shouldn't have had doubted a mother when he saw a stuffed Yoda in one of the bags. Although he was a bit confused as to why JJ would bought an 'unusual' looking doll. Aaron strutted back to the bedside and laid down the doll closely to Spencer's side. The boy then started mumbling something incoherent before moving over to hug the doll. Aaron pulled the blanket over Spencer's shoulder and smiled softly at the sight.

"Goodnight Spencer.", Aaron kissed the boy's forehead gently.

"No."

"No!"

"NO!"

Derek abruptly sat up. His heart pounded as he breath heavily. Derek glanced around the room in panic, trying to find something familiar to calm himself down. When it finally downed to him that he was spending the night in Rossi's house, Derek's breath slowly calmed down. It's already been the third times he woke up because of the same nightmare that night. The first one had been so bad that Derek had almost actually knocked on Rossi's door before he realized what he was doing. And after it happened for a second time, Derek had decided not to sleep and just lay in bed with both of his eyes opened. But somewhere along the way, he had lost the battle with the sandman and went back to sleep. And now, it had happened again.

"No, I can't do this anymore.", Derek silently cursed.

Derek pushed away his blanket, slowly enough not to make a loud noise so Clooney, who was sleeping not so far from the bed, don't wake up. He almost stood on his feet when his bedroom door opened softly.

"Mowgan..?", came Spencer's voice from the door.

Derek squinted his eyes under the dimmed light. He looked to the door and found his bestfriend standing there. One of his hands was still holding the door's handle while the other was holding something he couldn't make out.

"Pretty boy, everything alright?", Derek asked as he walked closer to Spencer.

"Umm, tan I, tan I sweep wif you?", Spencer asked in a low voice.

Hearing Spencer's said that, Derek instantly knew that he wasn't the only one who's having nightmares.

"Yeah, sure, just climbed up the bed.", Derek informed the boy gently as he moved to close the door.

"Fank you.", Spencer whispered and walked to the bed.

Spencer didn't know how grateful Derek was when he had asked to sleep with him. Sure, the old Derek Morgan could have handled the whole nightmares thing with no problem. But the current and younger version? No, he definitely cannot. So to have a family, a brother, by his side when he was feeling insecure, was all Derek could've hoped for. Derek went to the other side of the bed and lay down. He kept his distance with the boy to respect each other's private space.

"Hey Mowgan.", Spencer called Derek with his back turned at him.

"Yeah." Derek simply answered as he stared at the ceiling.

"I'm sowwy... fow teasing you fis mowning.", Spencer turned his head to look at Derek, who had also turned to look at him.

"Hey come on man, that's what brothers do.", Derek reached out his hand and ruffled Spencer's hair softly. Spencer sent him a thankful smile before turning his head back.

"I'm sorry too, for shouting at you like that.", Morgan added once Spencer turned away.

"Good night Dewek.", after a second of silence, Spencer spoke up as he slowly closed his eyes and snuggled his Yoda closer.

"Good night Spencer.", Derek spared the boy one last glance before he too slowly closed his eyes.

the celtc: Im so agree with you, I mean, she's really genius for using Gabriel, and the whole story was just put out so nicely xD, I'm really glad she wrote and shared such a wonderful and adorable story xD

SpenceFTW: Thank you so much for reminding me about that xD I watched over the episode and you were definitely right! Anyway, I really want to thank you, for something else. You've reviewed every chapter I've posted, and I'm so grateful for that, it really means a lot for me x) And I hope you enjoy this chapter too.