Hey all,

So this is actually the last chapter of the story, the final hurah if you will. Beyond this, you will have to either use your imagination on what happens next, or beg really, really nicely for me to make a sequil. Eitherway, for now, it is over.

Remember, send me a review, or message or an extra vote on whether you want me to work on Morgan or Garcia next.

And now,

Chapter Seventeen, An End Is Just The Begining.

JJ quietly slipped out of the room and left the pair in silence. Penelope held the now silent baby and stared at Spencer. He stared right back at her. For someone so smart, he thought to himself, I've been awfully stupid not to notice. Unconsciously the pair began to drift towards one another until the air that Penelope breathed out, was the air that Spencer breathed in. Their eyes stayed locked on each other's gazes. The pair leaned in over the baby's head and were about to kiss when said baby squawked at the sudden tightness around her.

Spencer jumped back, blushing hard and looking anywhere but at the woman before him. He sputtered slightly before stuttering, "S-s-sorry."

Penelope opened and closed her mouth for a moment before she disappeared out of the room, only to return moments later, sans baby. She didn't speak as she approached Spencer, just walked up to him, gripped each hand on either side of his cardigan and pulled him down to kiss him hard on the lips.

Spencer stood stunned for a second, his eyes widening before they fell closed and he wrapped her arms around her and pulled her closer while kissing back. The two broke apart when air became a necessity, but they leaned their foreheads together and breathed deeply together, panting slightly.

Neither took any notice of the people who peeked into the kitchen to see what was happening. JJ grinned from ear to ear, Dave chuckled with a small smile, Morgan looked to be holding back a whoop, and Hotch was shaking his head with a smile gracing his face. Emily smirked from farther back, she had seen this coming.

Spencer held her tightly to his chest and grinned down at her. Penelope smiled brightly back at him and snuggled in. With his head rested on top of Penelope's did he look at the kitchen door. He smirked slightly at Morgan who finally whooped and grinned at his friends. "My man, Pretty Boy!"

Penelope pulled back to look over her shoulder at the large black man. "I'm sorry my Chocolate Adonis, he is My Man."

The group all burst into laughter and went back to their tasks.

Three hours later the house was set up, everything in its place. The team had long since gone home, and Penelope sat with Isadora in her lap watching Spencer reorganize the books on his shelf into alphabetical order.

After that the task was done, Spencer joined the two girls on the couch.

Two Mondays later found Spencer standing with Isadora in his arms, Penelope on his right, and the rest of his team behind him in front of a family court judge who was deciding Isadora's fate. Outwardly, Spencer appeared calm and collected, on the inside however, he was a mess. Nervous and anxious, he couldn't wait for this to be over, he wanted nothing more than to take his baby home for good, and that all depended on what the judge said.

Penelope squeezed his hand, and shifted closer to him in silent support, they had all already given their statements. Spencer promising to do whatever it took to care for his daughter, Penelope vowing to watch her whenever Spencer himself had to go on a case. Each of the team member's vouched for Spencer and his responsibility and promising to help any way they could. They were waiting for the judge to finish deliberating and give his verdict.

The court room was silent as the judge entered again, and retook his seat. The judge silently observed the men and women before him before nodding slightly and saying, "One year to prove yourself capable. You will have weekly visits from a Social Worker for the first three months, then bi-weekly for the next three months, then once a month for the final six. At that time, it will be decided if Isadora is to stay in your care, or be placed in foster care. Case dismissed."

The judge left once again, and the room relaxed. Spencer felt tears prickle in his eyes as he gazed down at his daughter, then looked at Penelope and the rest of the team. Each member of the team had large smile plastered on their faces. Spencer grinned back at them before leading the way out of the courthouse and on to life with the tiny footsteps of his daughter leading the way.

Sorry to those of you whom wanted me to continue this longer, perhaps later, but at the present moment, this feels right, and if I try to change it, it will only be wrong.

I hope you enjoyed it anyway, and I thank each and everyone of you for reading, reviewing, alerting and favouriting.

Aeryn.