"I just don't see why you felt the need to have more children seeing as Sam will be the only one with powers," Reid's mother said, nodding at her four year old grandson, who was trying to climb a tree. "He's going to break his arm if he falls, you know!"

Amelia rolled her eyes. "Then he can walk it off."

His mother looked horrified at the thought. "What kind of parent are you?"

"A damn good one," Reid said, putting a protective arm around Amelia, who smiled cockily. Just then Reid felt a tug on his pant leg and looked down to see his son's gray tear filled eyes. He sniffled slightly and pointed at his knee. There was a huge bloody scrape across it. Reid smiled at him and tousled his blond hair. "It's okay, Sammy. Just go do what Mommy showed you."

"It's okay if I do it here?" he asked, his eyes widening as he looked to his confused grandmother. Reid and Amelia both nodded in unison and Sammy took off towards the nearest tree. He sat down next to it and put on hand on the trunk, closing his eyes in concentration. After a few moments he stood up and rubbed the blood from his leg. The scrape had disappeared and he raced towards his parents triumphantly.

"Good job," Reid said, high fiving him. Sam frowned. "Now I'm tired."

"How-" his mother started to ask, breaking off. Reid just shrugged at her dumbfounded expression. "Well, mother it was nice seeing you but I've got a tired son and hungry wife who need my attention so, if you don't mind we're just going to head home."

Amelia bit her lip to keep from laughing as Reid guided her into the house and to the front door.

"Daddy," Sam asked, as Reid fastened him into his car seat, "how is the baby going to get out of Mommy?"

"Same way it got in," Reid answered without hesitation, causing Amelia to slap him on the arm. Reid kissed her soundly on the mouth in response. "I love you, too, Ames, I love you, too."