8This is just a quick one shot set after the birth chapter in Improbability; I had to do it for Father's Day to make up for the other years of me not doing a Father's Day fic or chapter. And I figured a one shot would be better since I'm not close to that point in Improbability yet.
As for the title, it is not the best I could come up with. But I tried right? And the quote, we all love Bill Cosby.
Dedication: Demongrrl223 and everyone else that has reviewed and faved Improbability. I like you all a lot. The sequel will be dedicated to all of my fellow Morgan x Reid fans, and hopefully eventual online friends.
Warnings: None really. Fluff and mentions of breastfeeding. If that bothers you, please don't read. And if you dislike the surprise at the end, I apologize. It will help lead into the sequel though.
Disclaimer: Don't own Criminal Minds. The only thing I own is the plot, Dr. Katska and the twins.
First Father's Day
If the new American father feels bewildered and even defeated, let him take comfort from the fact that whatever he does in any fathering situation has a fifty percent chance of being right.
~ Bill Cosby
Reid peeked around the corner of the kitchen door, smiling a little as he spotted Morgan sitting on the couch with the twins. He walked down the hall, trying to be quiet so he didn't earn surprised coos and distract Morgan from all important baby bonding. Logically he knew the twins couldn't quite coo yet, but they could still make adorable noises.
"Alright babies." Morgan grinned, watching them on the couch. "Let's try this sitting up thing again. We can surprise mommy this time."
Alison blinked cutely, looking up at her father while lying on her tummy on the soft cushions while her brother was on her father's lap. She thought she could understand some of what he was saying, but the important word she knew instantly was 'mommy'.
Reid had to smile as he pressed his back against the wall, only two steps away from entering the living room. He was amazed that the babies had made this much progress in a month, and were more attentive than they were for Mother's Day. He wanted to start rambling about child development statistics, knowing full well that three month old babies couldn't sit up that easily yet. That is definite material to give Garcia tomorrow… oh hell with it, I can email her the picture.
Alison moved her tiny head slightly, not able to turn it fully just yet. But she knew she heard something in the hallway, a soft noise escaping her lips that could have been construed as a coo. But her little eyes lit up as she saw the familiar figure, her tiny hands moving in a little grabby motion.
"What is it baby?" Morgan asked, soon turning his head as he saw Reid standing in the hallway. "Come on Pretty Boy, you might be skinny but even you can't hide against a wall."
Reid laughed, walking over to the couch before picking Alison up carefully. "And what is daddy doing to you and your brother? Does he want me to give him another lecture?"
"Not a mommy lecture." Morgan laughed, watching Reid pick up Alison. "I tried to get them to sit up for you."
Reid smiled, holding Alison close to him as she apparently wanted to snuggle. "That won't happen for at least three months. They won't start crawling until eight months, maybe sooner."
"Right, I forgot you read all the baby development books." Morgan spoke, holding Michael carefully in his lap. "Dr. Katska said they were on track."
Reid nodded, smiling a little as he heard her name mentioned. Now he just wondered how good of a profiler his soon to be husband really was. But he was saving that for later, right now he wanted to try and spend some time with the older male and the babies.
"They are doing very well." Reid replied, watching Alison as she slowly drifted off to sleep against his chest. She was obviously not hungry, but he had a feeling Michael probably would be soon. "They are both bright babies."
"They are. But like you said, it will take time to tell if they'll be geniuses like you or of average intelligence." Morgan spoke, chuckling softly as Michael grabbed a hold of his index finger before sucking on it. He was thankful the twins were all gums right now and no teeth. "Eww… baby drool."
Reid smiled, looking up at Morgan as he tried not to let Alison move as he carefully turned around to face the older male. "We should do something for Hotch. I have something planned for you tonight."
"Really?" Morgan asked, watching Michael as he continued to suck on his finger before pulling away and leaving a string of drool behind. "Pretty Boy, before we do anything I think Michael should be fed. Or he might try eating Hotch's tie if he holds him."
"Oh?" Reid asked, laughing lightly as he watched the string of baby drool appear as the three month old let go of his father's finger. "Good point. Can you hold Alison while I take care of that?"
"Of course." Morgan smiled, carefully transferring Michael over while he took tiny Alison from his fiancé's arms. "You know that you don't have to be embarrassed in front of me."
"I know. I just have to get the burp cloth from the nursery." Reid started, walking down the hall toward the nursery. "I doubt the others would appreciate me walking in with spit up on my shoulder."
...
"There they are." Prentiss smiled, watching Reid and Morgan walk in through the wooden doors that led into their favorite Italian restaurant. She smiled as Garcia helped by taking the twins while the pair walked in with a gift bag each. "Thought you got lost."
"Not likely." Morgan grinned before looking over at Reid as the younger placed his gift bag down on the end of the table. "Baby Girl, are you taking our babies again?"
"I'm just helping the parents of my lovely niece and nephew." Garcia replied, placing the carriers on the table in front of her. "They don't even know what day it is, all they know is that they're somewhere new."
Reid smiled, taking his seat while watching Garcia with the twins. "Be careful with them alright? No running around the restaurant. I don't want to overwhelm them."
"They'll be fine Spence." JJ smiled, turning her attention to Reid while Will sat next to her. "Trust me; Henry wasn't overwhelmed when I brought him into work."
"He was a newborn." Reid spoke, making sure Garcia was careful with the twins as she removed them from their carriers. "They just ate and I don't think Garcia wants to get baby spit up on her dress."
"I'll be fine." Garcia smiled as she picked Alison up from her carrier while she watched Prentiss pick Michael up. "Besides, these two are the cutest babies ever. I swear Michael is looking more like his daddy every day."
Morgan smiled, soon turning his head as he saw Hotch return from the back with Jack running ahead of him. "Hey little guy."
"Is Reid alright?" Prentiss smiled, watching the younger male keep a wary eye on Garcia while she held Michael. "I haven't heard a single statistic on the start of Father's Day yet."
"Actually…" Reid started, looking over toward Prentiss but caught the look on Hotch's face before he closed his mouth and went back to paying attention to the menu.
"Go ahead." Hotch spoke, knowing that it had been quiet far too long at the BAU while Reid was on leave. No one could come up with the same random statistics the young genius was able to, and no one could ever be like him. "I'd like to hear it."
"The first observance of Father's Day took place in Fairmont, West Virginia in 1908. It was organized by Grace Golden Clayton to celebrate the lives of 210 fathers that died in a mining accident on December 6th 1907." Reid replied simply before he continued, surprised to see that his friends were actually listening to him. "But it was overshadowed by other events and was never registered as a holiday by the state. It was never celebrated again, then in 1910 the credit went to Sonora Dodd from Spokane. It was celebrated as a national holiday in 1972 and remained that way for the last 39 years."
"We actually didn't know that." Morgan smiled, putting a hand on Reid's shoulder gently before taking a seat next to his fiancé. He then saw Jack climb up onto his fiancé's lap, chuckling softly while he saw the look on his boss's face. "Sorry Hotch."
"It's fine." Hotch smiled. "Jack, you know what day it is right?"
"Yep." Jack chirped, pulling up a paper with four people in crayon and a large gray object with legs that was presumably Clooney. "For Derek."
"For me?" Derek smiled, taking the paper carefully from the six year old. "Wow… this is very good. You drew Clooney, me, Spencer and the babies. Thank you Jack."
"Welcome." Jack spoke happily, giggling as the older male hugged him. "Daddy said that the day is for you too."
Reid smiled, watching the exchange between Jack and Morgan before the youngster turned to hug him next. He happily returned the hug, wondering why the youngster hugged him also. "Thank you Jack, that was very nice. What was that for?"
Jack just giggled, hopping off of Reid's lap before looking up at his father's friend and co-worker. "Daddy say to. He say it make you happy."
"Your daddy is a very wise man." Reid smiled, ruffling Jack's hair before the six year old headed back over to his father. "That hug was even better than the Mother's Day gift."
"Really?" Jack smiled, hopping onto the chair next to his father. "Yay! But I get you better gift next time."
"I know you will." Reid smiled, waiting patiently for the waitress to arrive so they could order their respective meals.
"I told him that Morgan was a daddy now too." Hotch spoke, offering a rare smile to the new parents. "So he drew the picture of all of you together. He still has the picture of the both of you in his room, but that was before the babies."
Reid smiled, hearing a soft coo coming from Garcia's direction. "I remember that. He said he wanted me to tell him about the dinosaurs in his book, and I was about six months pregnant then. That was a good picture, granted he couldn't sit on my lap that well."
Jack giggled at the memory, but soon was starting to get impatient for their food to arrive. However he did behave himself the best that he could, considering that he was getting hungry. He was also getting sleepy, but he didn't want to ruin his daddy's special day.
...
After an hour the meal was finished and most of the gifts were exchanged except for the two for Hotch from Reid and Morgan. Reid had received a Father's Day gift from Henry since he was the young boy's godfather, so he figured it counted in some way. The young genius watched Will and JJ get up from the table, each giving Morgan a congratulatory hug and Hotch a card before departing. Prentiss was the next to leave, having returned Michael to Reid.
"We do have work tomorrow." Reid mused, noting almost everyone leaving except for Rossi, himself, Hotch, Jack and Morgan. And of course the babies since Michael was now in his arms and Jack had managed to talk his father into letting him hold Alison.
"I know." Rossi spoke, handing a bag to Morgan before he stood up from the table as well. "I will see everyone bright and early tomorrow. Happy Father's Day to you Derek and Aaron."
"Thank you Dave." Hotch started, watching the elder male stand up before he put down his portion of the money for the check. He watched Rossi leave, soon leaving him with the new parents, sleeping babies and a tired six year old. "We should probably leave as well. Jack can barely stay awake and the twins are down for the count."
"Can you open the gifts first?" Reid asked, carefully placing Michael in his carrier while Alison was already fast asleep in hers. "Granted it's only bags… but it's just a little something from us and the twins."
"It can't rival Jack's macaroni picture." Morgan grinned, speaking as quietly as possible so he didn't startle the sleeping twins. "But I hope you like them. And thank you for the gift; I hope I can be as good of a father as you. Or as good as mine was."
"You are already a good father." Hotch spoke, opening the first bag before pulling out the contents and looked toward Reid. "Thank you. I didn't think I had this book yet."
"I thought you would enjoy it. Some light reading after hard cases." Reid started, smiling softly toward his boss. "The card is from all of us; well the hand prints are from the twins since they can't write yet."
"That's great." Hotch replied, looking toward Morgan. "You got one of me with the twins? How did you get it?"
"Jessica sent it to us. She said that picture was great, a good godfather moment." Morgan spoke. "I remember Reid went to your house the other day while I was helping Garcia find something cute for Alison."
"Thank you, both of you." Hotch replied, standing up from the chair while holding a very tired six year old in his arms and over his shoulder. "I will see you both tomorrow."
Reid smiled a little, walking back to his and Morgan's bedroom before he pulled something out of the sock drawer. He knew the twins were fast asleep and his fiancé was on the couch, an opportune time to finally give him his own gift as weird as it sounded. But he did have something to go with the object he pulled out of his sock drawer.
"Pretty Boy?" Morgan blinked, seeing Reid sit next to him before extending both hands out in a fist. He grinned lightly, knowing this game from the countless times he played it with his sisters. "What am I supposed to be finding in your fists?"
"Two surprises actually, but both pertain to the day." Reid replied honestly, his voice remaining even although he felt nervous deep inside his chest. He shook his head, allowing Morgan to pick a hand. Either way it would be hopefully something they wouldn't regret.
Morgan nodded, picking the right hand to reveal a folded up piece of paper. He unfolded the paper and a grin crossed his lips before he kissed Reid gently on the forehead. "That explains a lot."
"I didn't want to say anything." Reid admitted, but ended up smiling in return as Morgan kissed his forehead. "But you'd find out sooner or later. Just don't mention it to anyone yet…"
"I won't." Morgan smiled, holding Reid close to him before kissing him on the lips. "Love you Dr. Reid."
"Love you too, Derek Morgan." Reid replied, putting his head on Morgan's shoulder. "Happy Father's Day."
I managed to get this up before Father's Day ended in Colorado, California, Alaska and Hawaii. Sadly this is painfully short since I'm used to writing chapters that are over 5000 words in length. But it is a cute one shot, and as stated earlier it will give you a taste of what's to come for the sequel. The title will be revealed in the last chapter of Improbability.
And please correct me if I'm wrong about Jessica's name.