(A/N: this story mentions about sicknesses and colds, as well as throwing up. Please don't read if you're not comfortable with that)
It had been a horrible week for all 4 of them, there seemed to have been a sickness bug going around causing some slight chaos for all of them. They either hardly slept or slept too much, routines were out the window and they would just let the toddlers eat and sleep whenever and wherever they wanted.
"Ok, let's see if dada can find some sort of clothes" Rossi and Hotch had also been hit by this sickness bug so housework had been very limited, which meant they were starting to run out of clothes.
"Rossi? You think you could put a wash on? Think we're running out of clothes" Hotch calls out to him before coughing into his elbow.
"I'll see what I can do" Hotch changed Spencer's nappy before putting him into a blue and white striped vest top and a pair of green and black striped leggings with the matching green jumper.
"Oh, let's wipe your noses" Hotch says as both toddlers noses were running. They both hated it but it needed to be done.
"Dada" Garcia whines before sneezing.
"Ired" Spencer soon complains.
"I know buddy, we'll go sit on the sofa in just a sec" he says as she starts to get Garcia dressed into a white vest top and a pair of pink leggings with the matching white floral jumper.
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Little Spencer Reid
FanfictionSpencer 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.