By Kalnaman
A/N: I dedicate this story to Marie aka Supergirl, I hope you like it and that it will inspire you to write your own Reid/Rossi series, as I've mentioned to you I love your story A Bad Idea. I'm posting this now on this site because I have written the last chapter to this story. But some chapters needs to be betaed before I post them all so please be patient.
Warnings: Spanking of an adult and some OOC.
Summary: Rossi has paternally feeling toward Reid, but Reid rejects him because the fear of losing yet another father. Rossi is going to be reunited with someone he lost twenty-three years ago, but he's going to be shocked to find out whom that special someone has become. Father/son.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Criminal Minds and I'm not making any money out of this story.
Hotch and Rossi were talking in Rossi's office about families. "Don't you regret not having a family? A son or a daughter?" Hotch asked Rossi.
Rossi gave Hotch a sad face. "Actually I… have a son… somewhere…"
Hotch frowned at that. "You have?"
Rossi nodded.
"You never mentioned a son before. Why have you never mentioned him? And where is he?"
"I don't know where he is, as he was kidnapped when he was just a little toddler. I haven't been able to find him… yet."
Hotch looked at him for awhile, speechless. "Why isn't that mentioned in your file?" he asked when he regained his composure.
"Because I made sure that it wouldn't show up in my file. I didn't want any pity from people and I wanted to search for my son in peace. I rejoined the BAU, as I think I have a better chance finding him. I've been searching for so long."
Hotch let out a sigh. "What if… he's not alive? As a profiler you know the chances of finding your son alive."
"Yes, I know. But my profile of the unsub tells me that it was probably a woman who kidnapped him. A woman that couldn't get a child of her own. I have a gut feeling that he is alive. And yes, I know it's probably just wishful thinking."
"How old is he?"
"He's twenty-five."
"The same age as Reid," Hotch said.
"Yes, I know. When I look at him I wonder what my son looks like. Is he shorter or taller than Reid? Is he smart like Reid? Or is he the opposite? What is he doing? Has he become a good young man? Or has the kidnapping affected him so much that he's a thief - or worse, a serial killer?"
"You need to stay positive. We'll help you find him."
Rossi nodded. "I'll try my best to stay positive, but it's hard, as it's been years now and I still haven't found him. I don't want you to tell the team about my son."
Hotch looked at him, confused. "Why. We are a team. You'd have better chances in finding your son if we work as a team to find him."
"I know you trust them because you know them. I don't know them yet and I don't want them to know my secret, as I've just joined the team. And I still have to get used to working as a team."
"Okay. It's your secret and your choice to make. But no matter what I'll help you find him."
Rossi nodded. "Fair enough… Thanks."
oOo
Almost a year later.
The BAU team had just returned after a hard and stressful case. The oldest of the team members were not very happy with their youngest, as he once again had risked his life in a foolish stunt. Especially Rossi had been worried sick for Reid's safety. Rossi couldn't understand why the Reid kid had such an effect on him. That he felt so paternal toward him, as he knew that Reid wasn't his son and never could be. But still, Reid had been separated from his parents in the same way he, Rossi, had been separated from his son. Rossi felt that maybe he could be a substitute or something for Reid, though he wouldn't want to force Reid to be a substitute for his son.
Hotch had mentioned to Rossi that he was very close to suspending Reid. Rossi had been able to talk him out of it. And promised he'd have a talk with the boy.
oOo
Rossi had called Reid to his office. He'd asked Reid to close the door to the office, but for some reason Reid was in a rebellious mood. "Okay, have it your way Reid." Rossi said standing up from his seat. "If you want the others to hear what I have to discuss with you, so be it," he said firmly.
Reid just shrugged, as he wasn't afraid of what Rossi had to say to him. He had noticed that Rossi had looked at him differently over the last couple of months, like Gideon once had. But Reid wasn't interested in a new father figure, as he was sure he'd only leave him like Gideon had.
"You need to think before you act, Spencer Reid. If you don't start as of today I won't be able to stop Hotch from suspending you," Rossi said firmly and then continued. "If you were my son, I WOULD spank you for the stunts you've pulled lately!"
Reid didn't know why, but that statement angered him. "Then thank God I'm NOT your SON! Just because you DON'T have a son and WANT one, doesn't mean YOU CAN JUST FORCE ME TO BE YOURS!" he yelled and then left Rossi's office, slamming the door in the process.
oOo
After Reid had slammed the door to Rossi's office, Rossi sat at his desk, head buried in his hands. He didn't notice Hotch entering his office.
"He didn't mean it like that. And if he'd known about your son he wouldn't have said the things he did."
Rossi let of a sigh and then pulled his face out of his hands. "I know. He's tired after our last case and still affected by it. And besides - I know he's afraid to seek a new father figure, fearing that he will only leave him again."
"Maybe it's time to tell the team about your son. I'm sure they'll be able to help us find him."
Rossi nodded. "Yeah, maybe… I don't know if you know… but today it's been twenty-three years since my son Matthew was kidnapped."
Hotch frowned when he looked at the calendar. "And it's Spencer's birthday. No wonder Spencer is in such a bad mood today. We've forgotten his birthday."
Rossi looked confused at Hotch. "It is?"
Hotch nodded. "Yes, it is."
"Strange. That his birthday is at the same day as the anniversary of my son's kidnapping."
"It's just a coincidence." Hotch said.
Rossi nodded. "Yeah, it has to be… We'd better get the rest of the team together, except Reid. We need to arrange a surprise party for the Birthday Boy."
Hotch smiled. "Yes, let's do that."
"And tomorrow I'll tell the team about my son."
oOo
Spencer ran down to the bullpen and sat at his desk with a huff. Morgan studied him. "Are you okay, Pretty Boy?"
Spencer looked over at him, annoyed. "Just peachy."
"Hey! Don't bite my head off. I could hear some yelling from Rossi's office. Did he give you a hard time?"
"He tried to, but I wouldn't let him. He thinks that he can just take over Gideon's role as my father figure. I don't need one. They only leave you in the end anyway."
Morgan looked sadly at Reid. "They didn't leave because of you…"
Reid stood up and grabbed his bag and left without a word. Morgan shook his head and hoped that Reid would get his act back together before he would be in big trouble with their boss.
oOo
Once Reid was at home he hurried to make some coffee. He was so hurt that his team had forgotten it was his birthday. He tried to call his mother, but a nurse told him that she was in no condition to be talking on the phone, as she was suffering a major episode. So there Reid was, sitting on the couch drinking coffee with a pout. He felt so alone and unloved. Reid was hearing voices and seeing a little boy calling for his daddy. He could hear the father say, "Stay here buddy. No running off." Spencer had the same daydream every time it was his birthday and now it was stronger. He was afraid he was going crazy like his mother. He knew it wasn't a memory as the boy couldn't be him, because the blurry vision of the father he saw in the dream didn't have any resemblance to his father, William Reid. He could hear the child screaming for his daddy. "Daddy! I want my Daddy! You're not my daddy!" That was the first time Reid had that daydream of the boy telling someone that he wasn't his father. Reid was really worried now. Was he going schizophrenic like his mom?
Two hours after Spencer had left the BAU, Rossi came to his apartment. He'd been knocking on the door for quite a while now. "Reid, please open the door. I know you're in there. I can hear you breathing."
Reid then finally opened the door. He looked worse for wear.
"Go get cleaned up and then you are going with me."
Reid frowned. "Why? Where are we going?"
"Go get cleaned up now," Rossi said in a voice that brooked no room for no argument.
Reid couldn't understand why he did as he was told. Neither his father nor Gideon had the effect on him that Rossi had, and he couldn't figure out why that was.
"So where are we going?" Reid asked once again when he came back from the bathroom.
"You'll see soon enough," Rossi said, as he handed Reid his jacket.
Reid wanted to object but he thought that where ever they were going probably would be better than staying at home sulking and hallucinating on his own birthday. They ended up in a restaurant. When they arrived at the entrance it said 'closed for a private party'. "It's closed, Rossi. Just drive me back home..."
"Reid…"
"…I'll grab some sandwiches…"
"Reid…"
"… I'll be fine…"
"Reid! The restaurant isn't closed for us. Come on, let's go inside," Rossi said, happy that he was finally able to get through Reid's rambling.
"But it says private party…"
"I know. I paid them to put that up."
"What? Why would you do that?"
"Because I have the money to do so. Come on now," Rossi said, pushing the young confused man by the shoulders. When they arrived inside they could hear, "SURPRISE! Happy Birthday Spencer!"
Spencer smiled brightly. He'd thought that no one had wanted to celebrate his birthday with him. That they didn't care. Morgan gave him a short brotherly hug and wished him a happy birthday. And then the girls gave him a big hug and congratulated him. Hotch put his right hand on Spencer's left shoulder. "Happy Birthday, Reid. May there be many more. So be more careful from now on, when we're on a case," he said firmly, in a way that made it clear that he meant it as an order, or there'd be consequences,that Reid wouldn't like.
"Come on Boss-man. It's the boy's birthday. And he needs to open his presents."
Reid gave Garcia a confused look. "Presents?" Just a few minutes ago Spencer believed that he wouldn't get any presents, let alone any happy birthday wishes from anyone. Spencer ripped the wrappings off the presents like a little boy exited to see what was in them. When he was done he thanked them all because he loved every gift he received. And then they ate Spencer's favorite and for dessert they had a birthday cake.
When it was time to leave, he thanked them all for a great party. Rossi was the one to drive him back home. When they arrived Spencer was sound asleep, smiling happily. Rossi smiled fondly at the childish display. He tried to wake him up, without any success. He gently pulled the boy out of the car and carried him to the apartment. He was able to get the keys out of Reid's pocket and then carried him to the bedroom. Once again he tried to wake him up, but Reid was dead to the world. Rossi considered if he should undress Reid and redress him in his pajamas. He decided to do so as he thought it would be more comfortable for Reid to sleep in his pajamas. He was shocked to see how skinny the boy really was. He decided to keep feeding him like he did at the restaurant until he got some more meat on his bones and make sure he would keep eating. As soon as he'd dressed Spencer in his pajamas, he tucked him in. Before he left the bedroom he made sure to keep the night light on, as he knew of Spencer's fear of the dark. He stood there for awhile watching Spencer sleep. He wondered what his own son looked like now.
TBC