Hey all, at the end of my "Found A Baby" one shots, I said I would get this chapter out this week, but I guess I am in the writing mood, because I just posted that, and am now posting this. For those of you who don't know, this started from a quote from episode twelve in season four when a detective, in reference to Reid, asked "Where did you find this kid?" to which Rossi responded, "He was left in a basket on the steps of the FBI." It also began as one shots for each character finding a baby on their door in one way or another. I wrote this one first, and even while writing the others, I kept thinking, "Reid's isn't done." I can leave any of the others where they are without so much as a thought, but this bugged me, so now, I am continuing my one shot into a full multi-chapter story. I can't say how long it will be, or how often it will be updated, but I hope to be regular and for it to be at least eight chapters.

A final thought before I post, I posted a poll on my profile for which other fic I should continue, if you read the other's stories, or even if you just like the idea, I would love more responce to that.

And now, without further babbling, I give you,

Tiny Footsteps

Spencer Reid was tired. Beyond tired, he had just gotten home from a two week long case involving a female unsub who was continuously kidnapping children under the age of three and murdering them after four days. Seven children were dead, seven families in pain, and one child saved, one family was reunited. Spencer scrubbed his hand over his face.

The scrawny young man dragged himself out of his car and pulled his bags out with him. After locking the car, he shuffled his way into his apartment building. Stumbling his way up the stairs to his apartment door. Just as he was reaching to unlock his door a piercing cry shattered the silence. Spencer's eyes flashed open wide and he looked wildly around, dropping his bags and drawing his gun.

Laying on the floor, swaddled tightly in a pale pink blanket was a tiny baby. Her little face was scrunched up and flaming red as she screamed. Spencer holstered his gun and picked up the crying child. "Shh," he cooed softly to the girl in attempts to soothe her. Bouncing from foot to foot he unlocked his door. The young man kicked his bags into the apartment and followed with the little girl.

"Now where did you come from little one?" Spencer murmured to the child.

Once the child quieted he placed her between the arm of his couch and a throw pillow. He began pacing as he dialled number four on his speed dial list.

"Wonder Boy, you had better have a good reason for calling me after what we just finished, I just crawled into bed." The unmistakable voice of Penelope Garcia sounded through the phone speaker before he had even the chance to say hello.

"Uh, Garcia?" Spencer wracked his brain for a way to explain his situation. "I just got home and I was unlocking my door, and-and I, there was a baby."

There was silence for a moment before the technical annalist spoke again, sounding a little more awake, but more then a little confused. "A baby? What do you mean? Where was there a baby?"

"Um, well now she is on my couch, but I found her out side my door. She was wrapped up in a blanket and just sitting there." Spencer's voice betrayed his distress. "I'm not sure what to do Garcia."

"Would you like me to hack the video feed at your building and see if I can find anything?" Was Penelope's immediate response. "Or would you like me to come over?"

"Could you come? Maybe bring your laptop, I mean, I would come but I don't have a car seat, and I can't very well leave her hear alone." Spencer rambled.

"I'll be right there, G-man."

"Thanks Garcia."

Spencer didn't have to wait long before he was getting up off his couch, baby in hand to answer his door. Opening the door wide, Spencer stood to the side to let his bag laden friend into his apartment. He shook his head at the bags, he should have known she would stop for things. A small smile crossed his face at the kind gesture, he shook his head slightly before closing the door and making his way to the dinning table where Penelope had set the bags down.

"What's all this? It doesn't really look like a laptop." He joked.

"Oh, Wonder Boy, you have nothing here for a baby, I knew that you would need things, she is going to get hungry sooner rather then later." Penelope shook her finger at him before bringing to unload the bags out on the table. "I have formula, and a bit of baby food, you didn't say how old she is," Penelope looked at the little girl in Spencer's arms, "Formula for sure, but the baby food wont spoil before she needs it. I brought diapers too, but only small bags of a few different sizes, I got the brand Jayje uses, I figured that a mother knows best. I also grabbed some clothes and bottles and wipes." Penelope went back to rummaging through the bags. "I've got some soothers in here too, and Henry's playpen from my place is in Esters trunk."

"How much?" Spencer asked, balancing the baby with one hand, taking out his wallet with the other.

"Oh, Reid, you don't have to pay me back." Penelope clucked her tongue and motioned to the baby. "Now lemme see the little one."

Spencer reluctantly handed the baby over to Penelope. The woman in question immediately began cooing to the child and bouncing her lightly on her hip. "Who's the cutest little one? Hmm? Yes you are." Spencer smiled at the sight before he began looking through the bags himself.

Minutes of cooing later, the girl began to squirm and whine. "Looks like someone is hungry." The lanky man said, he grabbed a bottle and a can of formula and made his way into the kitchen.

He came back a minute later with a warm bottle and handed it to Penelope, who in turn handed him the baby and the bottle. Bewildered for a moment, Spencer brought the bottles nipple to the baby's mouth. And that was all it took for the girl to begin eagerly sucking down the warm liquid.

"How about I start looking?" Penelope asked motioning to the laptop bag she had set down with the rest of the bags she had brought. Spencer nodded before focusing on the baby in his arms.

Not long later, the baby stopped her suckling and fell asleep, and Penelope looked over at them, cooed at them, and said, "I think I got something G-man."

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