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Couple of months later.

Grace lifted up the mug of coffee she has made and smelled the aroma coming out it. Satisfied, knowing she has made just the way Reid loved it, Grace placed the mug on the small tray and turned to her back.

Hannah carefully took the tray from her mother.

"Go and give it to your daddy. He's in the room."

Hannah frowned. "But daddy loves getting his morning coffee from you."

"That he does, but right he needs you."

"Why is that?"

"You will know why."

"Okay." Hannah shrugged before she turned and carefully walked to her daddy's room.

Grace followed, but she stopped at the door. She stood, hiding from Reid's sight, but close enough to hear the conservation that was about to go on.

"Daddy." Hannah called as she walked in. "Daddy!"

Reid jerked to the sudden voice. "Hannah." He smiled. "Here, let me help you." Reid took the tray from Hannah, placed it on his table, and hugged his daughter.

"Daddy, what's wrong?"

Reid pulled Hannah on his lap. "Nothing. I just miss you."

"You're a horrible liar, daddy."

Reid smiled.

"Is it an adult thing that you can't share with me?" Hannah asked, innocently.

Reid chuckled. "Maybe."

"Then, share it with Mommy. You know how good mommy is in absorbing all the sadness, she will make you smile in seconds."

Hannah jumped out of Reid's lap. "I will call Mommy."

"Hannah, wait." He knew there were no use calling, because Hannah was out of the room and Grace was there, standing at the door.

"You don't give up, don't you?" Reid asked, looking at his wife.

"I have my ways of making you talk."

Grace walked in, sat on her heels in front of Reid's chair. "I know why you don't want to share it with me. You don't want me to get upset about it.

Reid nodded.

"But, Spence. I'm your wife. I share your happiness and also your sadness. We are in this together."

"I know." Reid whispered. "It's just too overwhelming."

"Is mom getting sicker?" Grace asked about Reid's mom.

"She has early onset dementia, probably Alzheimer's. It took her three seconds to recognize me."

"Oh, Spence." Grace whispered, before she raised up and pulled him into a hug. She gently rubbed his back.

All the strength he has been holding broke loose and he cried over her shoulder.

"This is scarier than I have thought about it."

"What are you talking about? We will help her, maybe move her to a facility nearer to us." Grace looked at Reid, trying to read his mind.

"It's not just about her, Grace. What if one day I end up like her? What if twenty years later, Hannah stands in front of me and I don't recognize her?"

"Hey, you don't know that." She gently touched his face.

"There is a possibility, Grace."

"Did you get yourself tested?" Grace asked.

Reid nodded. "But I'm too young to display the chromosome's sign. I just have to learn to live not knowing, but it doesn't make me feel any easier to thinking that there might be a chance to be normal like other."

Grace wiped her own tears. "I know it's hard, but we will get through this together."

"I am so sorry, Grace. You don't all deserve all these."

Grace raised her eyebrows "What do you mean?"

"Twenty years later I might not remember you or Hannah."

Grace cupped his face in her hands, looking into his eyes. "Then you will have me, holding your hand, walking together on your path, reminding you everything."

"It's not that simple, Grace."

"It is because I'm not going to forsake my happiness for something I don't even know if it will happen. For me, what happen now is more important, after all, three of you are my life."

"Three?" Reid gasped when the realization hit his cognition. "You're pregnant?"

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Hannah 13 years old.

"I can't even began to explain how disappointed I am with you, Hannah." Reid spoke, hands crossed against his chest.

"But dad, he bullied Adeline."

"That doesn't mean you can break a boy's nose, Hannah." Grace spoke before she turned to her other daughter. "Adeline, how come you never told us about Taylor troubling you?"

The ten year girl looked up to meet her parent's disappointed eyes. "I don't want to …" She cried.

Reid sighed before he opened his arms. Adeline jumped out of the couch and within seconds she was in her father's arms.

"Adeline, you can come to me for anything, you know that." He looked at his daughter.

"I know. I'm sorry, dad."

"I'm sorry too." Hannah whispered, looking guilty.

"Come here." Reid called her.

Reid hugged both his girls. "I know it's hard to be where you are now. I have been there and I know how it feels. So, moving forward, no taking things in your hand, you leave to us, okay?"

"Okay." Both the girls mumbled together.

Grace clasped her hands together. "Well, let's go then."

Adeline wiped her tears. "Where are we going, mom?"

"To Taylor's house."

"What for?" Hannah cried.

"You need to apologize for what you did, Hannah." Grace smiled.

"Well, I'm not going to apologize to that idiot and I don't know why you're smiling, mom."

"You will find out when you get there." Reid smiled. "Let me teach you how to deal things professionally."

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"Mr. Richard?"

"Ah, Dr. Reid. I was just about to call you. Did you hear about your daughter did to my son?"

"As the matter of fact, I did and that's why I'm here. Can you call Taylor, please?"

Taylor appeared with a bandage on his nose.

"Taylor, Hannah is here to apologize to you." Reid said.

The boy looked back and forth between his father and Reid.

"Hannah." Reid called as he looked at his daughter.

Hannah sighed inwardly before she took a step forward. "I am sorry for what I did, Taylor."

"Of course, you are sorry." Mr. Richard pitched in. "Why don't teach your daughter some manners, Dr. Reid. I can get her expelled within seconds and her genius brain can't do anything about it."

Reid smiled. "Here's the deal, Mr. Richard. Hannah apologized for her mistake and I think Taylor must too."

"Taylor did nothing wrong." Richard defended her son.

"Oh, I'm sure." Reid took a step a forward. "Here's the thing, Mr. Richard. I don't stand aside and watch my girls get bullied just because they are gifted."

"So, what? Are you threatening me? You don't scare me."

Reid smiled before he turned and took a folder from Grace. He then handed the folder to Richard.

"What's this?" Richard asked.

"Every single illegal activity you are doing in your business. Your son will walk into the principal room first thing tomorrow morning to explain what really he and his friends did to my two daughters and his confessions should be written in a letter and posted on the notice board so that other students will get the real picture."

"Nonsense."

"Or the press get the folder you are holding, Mr. Richard. The choice is yours."

Reid stood there waiting for an answer. He could then see in the corner of his eyes, both Hannah and Adeline are trying hard to suppress their giggles. Grace has her hands around her daughter's shoulders, trying to keep them quiet.

"You sick son of a …"

"Watch your word, Mr. Richard. My daughters are in the room." Reid looked serious.

Richard looked at the folder again.

"One more thing, Mr. Richard. Your son or his friends never get near my daughters again, and you're lucky I didn't punch your face."

Reid turned back and walked, but however, stopped when Richard spoke again.

"You don't get to do what you want just because you are an FBI agent."

Reid shook his head as he smiled. "I'm a father, Mr. Richard. A damn good one."

The End.

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