Chapter thirty-four

Spencer

He looked up and around from where he'd shielded Henry, covering him with his body to protect him from the blast. "You okay?" He asked him.

Henry nodded. He was just fine.

Spencer let him up, moved past the shredded and smoldering file cabinet to where Will had Ben Silverton on the floor and in handcuffs. Ben squealed in pain, causing Will to check a lump under his shirt. "Looks like Mrs. Nelson did wing him after all." Will said. "Good choice in nannies."

"We'll be keeping her." Spencer agreed. He looked down at Ben. "I can't believe you used a simple blasting cap on that thing. What the hell were you thinking?"

"I didn't have enough time; it was all I had on hand." Ben replied. "Why didn't the Lanex go off?"

"I pulled the blasting cap out." Henry said, proudly.

Will blinked at his son. "Excuse me?"

"I pulled the blasting cap out." Henry repeated. "Uncle Spencer told me how stuff like C4 and Lanex worked when we were watching Mythbusters, the one where they tried to set off C4 with a microwave. When he said it was a simple blasting cap I knew if I pulled it out the explosive wouldn't go off. I put it in the metal drawer because it looked like the closest thing to Jaime's flammable stuff locker. And then he started talking about baseball and I knew I could use the fastball you showed me to distract the bad guy long enough for you to jump him."

"I'll be dammed." Will shook his head. "Guess it's a good thing you got two daddies after all."

"I'm not going to jail." Ben said into the floor. "With the number of lawyers I have I'll be out in time for dinner."

"I don't think so Ben." Spencer went and retrieved the plastic explosive, rubbing a bit of it between his fingers. "This is military grade."

"So?"

"So exploded at this height it would have taken out a twelve block radius, including Union Station, DC Metro and possibly even the Capitol." He looked over at Will. "That sounds like WMD to me. Think we can call that a terrorist act?"

"Probably, you really want to go there?"

Spencer nodded. "Know why he wanted a child with that particular combination of traits so badly? Profit, he makes money helping socially inept geniuses bring ideas to market. But none of the ones he worked with were innovating fast enough to give Lanmark the growth he wanted." He turned to the man on the floor. "We had this discussion, Ben; constant growth is the philosophy of the cancer cell."

"And the free market; you never did get your head out of the clouds, did you Spencer?"

"I always had more important things to do, like stopping monsters like you." Behind them the SWAT team finally got the door open and officers and agents came pouring in. "Get him out of here."

"Wait." Will said. "Where's Sophie?"

"In there." Henry pointed to a door in the far wall.

Spencer went over and tried it. "What's the code, Ben?"

"Kiss my ass, Spencer."

"No thanks; guys." He nodded to the SWAT team who came over and got to work.

In the meantime they hauled Ben off and Will came over with the bomb squad. "You really invented that stuff?" He nodded to the Lanex.

"Yeah, for my engineering doctorate when I was seventeen. I wanted to see how much explosive power you could get out of a strictly chemical matrix. I ended up with a format the Pentagon loved, and then Ben figured out how to sell it for us."

"Seventeen?" Will chuckled. "Let me guess, no girl?"

"Not at that point, no." He handed he Lanex off, reassuring them that it was completely safe now, just as the door to the other room popped open. He found his gun, and led a squad in.

The other room was an executive hideaway. There, in the middle of the king sized bed, surrounded by toys, was a fairly comfortable Sophia. She looked up and lifted her arms as they came in, "Dada".

"Yes, Dada is right here."

JJ

Later on she would have no idea how she survived that time. All JJ would ever remember were Spence and Will leaving, then some time later coming back. But as soon as he came through the doors Henry hit his running speed, "Mom!" He yelled out as he headed straight for her arms. She threw her arms around him and held on tight.

A moment later Sophie was there, and lunging from her father to her mother. "Mama," she shrieked, and then she got a big hug as well.

A moment after that Garcia was sticking her head out the door. "Yes Sir, they're all here, safe and sound. It looks like you don't need to come back after all."

"Garcia," Spencer called up to her. "Tell them we solved the Hackett case, he's in custody."

"Right, and you will not tell me the details until I get a glass of wine and some chocolate to calm down." Clear on that Garcia went back to her lair.

Will leaned against a desk and folded his arms, "So, now what?"

Spencer smiled. "Well, since we are technically on our honeymoon I figured we'd leave you with the paperwork."

Will chuckled. "Sorry, no can do. The FBI took over, remember, that means the paperwork is y'all's problem."

"I don't think I could honeymoon anymore anyway." JJ confessed. "How about we take it with us, go home, and I'll work on it while you unpack boxes after dinner." Which is probably against a dozen regulations but I don't care, JJ thought.

"Can Dad come home with us?" Henry asked.

The three adults looked at each other. "I guess, if it's all right with your Mom." Will finally said. "But I can only stay for dinner."

JJ looked at Spencer, who nodded. "It's fine with me." She said. "Since we have to do paperwork you two can order the pizza."

"Cool!' Henry all but yelled.

And they went home a family

That night Will stayed through dinner, but did not stay for the movie. 'Y'all need some privacy, I get that. I'll see y'all Saturday for softball practice."

Spencer ran back to the hotel and collected their luggage. They spent the rest of their 'honeymoon' at home, while he unpacked and they shuttled paperwork back and forth via Garcia and they settled and loved.

A few days later the team showed up, was briefed, shocked, amused and finally just happy that no one was hurt. Rossi grumbled a bit about Lanmark's stock price, but eventually that settled as well.

Mrs. Nelson insisted on coming back, if they would have her, which they would. But she also insisted that Morgan give her some refresher lessons in hand-to-hand. "That is not going to happen again."

Will continued on with DC Metro. "Give me normal bad guys, cher." He said. "Monsters like y'all hunt are too much for me." He settled in a neat apartment, stayed sober, started working with someone to deal with the lingering PTSD and worked steadily on getting his life back together. He also continued to coach Henry's softball team when Henry decided not to go for soccer after all. Eventually he even started dating again, quite happily.

The following Monday JJ and Spencer returned to work. And on Tuesday they went out on a case, to a dusty town in New Mexico. As they were in the air the UnSub killed again, which meant they went straight to the fresh crime scene. "So, are you going through with it?" Emily asked JJ as they pulled up.

"Yep," JJ replied.

"Is this a kind of revenge thing?"

"He wanted us to get married. He had to be all patriarchal about it."

"Actually I think that was Rossi."

"Hotch is team leader." JJ pointed out. "He could have said no."

They piled out of the vehicles, Morgan and Spencer going to look at the body while the rest of them went to meet the Sheriff right off. "I'm SSA Aaron Hotchner," Hotch said to the Sheriff, starting the introductions, "And this is my team. These are Agents Rossi, Prentiss, Morgan…." He closed his eyes, sighed just a little, his shoulders sagged just a touch, "Dr. Reid and Agent Reid."

The Sheriff clearly looked from the pretty, classy blond to the tall, skinny geek, taking in the matching wedding rings along the way, "Seriously?"

JJ looked over her shoulder at her husband, lover and best friend, and smiled, "Oh yeah."

And that was that.

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Note: And so ends this story. I would once again like to thank my Beta Reader, the amazing REIDFANATIC

I doubt I'll ever return to this paring, but you never know.

I'm working on the next one but it's taking time to work out, so I cannot promise when it will start. For now, thank you all for reading and I hope we can do this again real soon.

- The Knitting Lady