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As I pulled up to my house, I knew the team would be close behind me. I've been working at the BAU for a month now, but they took me in immediately and accepted me as one of their own. I opened the front door, and Ammo came running from the other room.

"Hey baby," I said, bending over to pick him up. This past month has been incredible. We've worked on a few cases, staying very busy. But when there wasn't a case, there was plenty of paperwork to take up our time. We finally caught a break to have some fun. There was a knock at the front door interrupting my thoughts, which made Ammo jump out of my arms. I walked back over to the door to open it.

"Hello, beautiful." Penelope smiled, both arms holding a bag of food.

"Geeze Garcia, let me help you out," I said, grabbing a bag. I lead her to the kitchen around the corner.

"Wow, gorgeous place you've got." She said as she put her bag on the kitchen island.

"Thank you," I replied. "I bought it with my Dad in mind." After I graduated college, I decided I wasn't the 'apartment type'. I liked not having people on either side of my bedroom walls. I bought a colonial-style home with a long driveway.

"Oh and who is this little fella?" Penelope said, bending down to pet the cat.

"That's Ammo," I replied, smiling.

"Door's open!" I heard a voice say from the living room. Morgan walked around the corner into the kitchen, with Prentiss in tow. "I brought the booze," Morgan said, with a grin. He put down various bottles, with Emily following suit. There were too many bottles for one person to carry. Penelope returned to the island and started taking out Chinese takeout boxes from the bags.

"My favorite. How did you know?" I said to Penelope.

"I'm God." She replied. "Which is how I have no idea how it slipped under my nose that Gideon has a daughter." She said as I laughed.

"I don't know either. It's not a secret. However, I do know that my Dad tends to keep his private life
private. But I'm shocked you guys never knew." I replied.

"I knew," Rossi said, rounding the corner into the kitchen. I laughed, of course he knew. "Gideon probably only ever talked about Stephen because he's a crybaby," Rossi said.

"I'm so telling him you said that," I replied, laughing. I noticed that both Morgan and Prentiss changed out of their work clothes. "I'll be right back, I'm gonna go up and change," I announced. I rounded the corner, and my doorbell rang just as I passed the front door. I turned around and opened it.

"Hi," I said to Hotch, standing outside. He was wearing a green crewneck with blue jeans.

"Hi," he said back. I looked into his brown eyes. "I brought wine." I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding.

"Great! Everyone is just around the corner, in the kitchen. I'll be back in a second." I said as Hotch stepped inside. I faintly thought about how this was the first time I'd seen him in something other than a suit. He started walking towards the kitchen, and I walked up the stairs to my bedroom. I quickly stripped, eager to return to the group. I put on a Harvard T-shirt and a pair of black leggings. Comfortable. As I made my way down the stairs, there was a knock at the front door.

      "I demand a rematch," Reid said as soon as I opened the door.

     "You're a sore loser, Spencer." I laughed.

     "I never lose." He replied, smirking.

     "Reid, it's been a month. How are you still on this?" I said, leading him to the kitchen where everyone else was.

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