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Garcia was just folding the green dish towel with bright yellow sunflowers and hanging it on the rack when someone knocked on her door. She wasn't expecting anyone and Kevin had told her he was busy with a case in Quantico so she didn't expect to be seeing him she thought as she made her way to the door. She'd installed a peephole; while actually, Morgan had done it for her, after Rossi had paid her an unexpected visit. She looked through it now and her eyes widened. Reid! He hadn't been here since Battle had been trying to kill her. What would bring him here tonight? "Reid," she said as she opened the door.

"Hi Garcia," he gave her one of his little waves. "I hope I'm not interrupting. I heard you say Kevin had to work tonight."

"No Reid, come on in." She held the door open for him as he entered the apartment. His shirt and tie, for once, were gone and he wore a black polo shirt with very fine horizontal stripes of white and beige at two inch gaps, with a pair of tan pants. The short sleeves showed off the muscles he had built up since the shooting and the form fitting pants showed off his other improvements. He should dress like this more often, Garcia thought.

"Sorry for just showing up. I know I should have called first so if you're busy I can…" Reid began to ramble before Garcia put up her hand.

"It's fine sugar." She turned towards the kitchen. "I bet you'd like some coffee."

"No, I mean I don't want to put you to any trouble."

"No trouble sweetcheeks, come with me and we'll talk." She walked into the kitchen leaving him no choice but to follow. Her tiny kitchen was like the woman herself, colorful, bold and absolutely charming. The refrigerator and stove were old looking, throwbacks to the 1950's in bright yellow. Her cupboards were painted orange but the doors were yellow with a flowery decal in the center of each while the countertops were green. There was no door to her little pantry instead beads of yellow, green and orange.

"Sit," she said as she started to fill the pot with water to make the coffee. Once it was dripping into the pot she joined him at one of the two green chairs on either side of a small bistro size orange table. "What brings you to my humble abode sweetcheeks?"

"JJ brought those pictures today of Henry." He began.

"Yeah, isn't he just the cutest thing," Garcia said. "She gave us each one, go on."

"She was talking about all the things you bought for him the other day. I'm his godfather and I've hardly gotten him anything. I got him Christmas and birthday gifts…books. I don't know what kids his age like. I always got books. I want to do what's right for him. I never had a godfather so I don't, you know…know?"

Garcia looked into the depths of his pained brown eyes beneath the soft dark curls that now draped his forehead. It bothered him to admit he didn't know something. All his life he'd been the one who was supposed to know everything… and he did. He could tell you the most miniscule detail about almost any subject but the simple things that most took for granted, things that involved the heart, and not the mind, eluded him. She reached over and took his hand. "You bought him books but you didn't really want to buy him books, did you?"

"No," he shook his head.

"What did you want to buy him?"

"Dinosaur toys," he replied without hesitation, "but he's too little."

"Don't let what I got for him bother you sweet thing. I overdo on everything, as you can tell." She motioned with her hands around her apartment.

"That's part of what makes you so beautiful Garcia."

"Why thank you sweetness. I think the most important thing is that Henry knows you're there for him, always. There'll be times when he's growing up that he'll have fights with JJ and Will and he won't want to talk to them. He needs to know that Uncle Spence and Aunt Penelope are people he can turn to, always. I know you'll do that honey and it's a far greater gift than anything you could buy."

"I guess you're right. I didn't think of it that way. Maybe it's because I didn't…" He stopped."

"Have anyone to turn to when you were a kid?" Reid nodded. "You know that's over now, right?" Garcia squeezed his hand.

"Yeah," he nodded.

"Good," Garcia stood to get the coffee. "I just had an idea!" She brought the coffee to the table and turned back for a tin that she opened, containing chocolate chip cookies.

"Are you going to tell me?" Reid asked before biting into the gooey goodness.

"I think Will and JJ deserve some time alone. She's trying to plan a wedding, work and be the perfect mother. I say we get them a room at a little bed and breakfast for a weekend retreat and you and I stay at their place and take care of Henry."

"Uh, Garcia, are you sure that's a good…?"

"Of course it is. We'll have a great time. In fact, I think we should make it a regular thing; give the lovebirds a little quality alone time and give us time to bond with our godson. Who knows maybe you'll get to live out some of that childhood you never got through Henry, see this jaded old world with fresh eyes." She grabbed a piece of paper. "I have to get planning." While she was making notes on her paper, she made a mental note to tell Will and JJ they were not allowed to buy Henry any dinosaur toys. When the time was right that was up to Uncle Spence.

Reid watched his flamboyant friend making notes on her paper as he chewed on a cookie. A weekend with Garcia and Henry; it certainly wouldn't be boring.