Spencer never really had a childhood, his father absent and his mother a schizophrenic. Rossi and Hotch step in and help him out, something to help him cope. The team step in as his aunts/uncles and are more than happy to help their pretty boy.
This morning Spencer had woken up sick, he was throwing up, he had a fever and he was complaining of a headache. Hotch and Rossi knew no one was sick or at least contagious if they were when they visited as no body wanted to risk getting the boy sick but he still ended up sick anyway. Right now Spencer was sleeping on the sofa whilst Hotch and Rossi searched the internet for some sort of sickness bug or something.
"Papa" Spencer woke from the sofa and called out.
"I'm here buddy, what's wro- Spencer had thrown up all over himself.
"I Sowwy" he sobbed. It was rare to see Spencer cry like at all until he regressed.
"It's alright, let's go get you cleaned up" he removed the blanket before carefully picking Spencer up and taking him to his room. He carefully removed Spencer's clothes and wiped him down with a wet flannel. He then put him into a white bodysuit, a pair of black leggings and a short sleeve grey star shirt.
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"Better?" Rossi asks him and Spencer nods his head 'yes'.
"Ok come on, let's go cuddle on the sofa" Rossi picks him up again before heading out of the room and back to the living room but not before spotting Hotch getting ready to leave the house.
"Everything ok?"
"Urm there's no kids medicine here so I'm just gonna run and grab some real quick, is there anything else we might need?"
