Happy Together | SPENCER REID |

"ANONYMOUS"

Rossi receives news of an unexpected death. Jacey deals with being ordered to stay home on bed rest.

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"ANONYMOUS" (SEASON 10, EPISODE 12).

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"Dad, you don't have to check up on me every morning!" Jacey told her dad, who standing beside her in the kitchen.

"The doctors put you on strict orders to stay in bed."

Jacey rolled her eyes. "I know that. But I don't understand why I can't just rest after this week. I really want to go to the lake with you guys." Jacey said, referring to the family trip that was planned a few days ago.

Rossi sighed before placing a hand on his waist. "There will be more family trips. You just need to stay healthy for my grandkid." Rossi placed his free hand on Jacey's hard maternity belly. He could feel his grandkid moving inside.

"He or She really likes your voice, you know? They only seem to move around when you're here."

Rossi chuckled. "Well, what can I say? The kid loves their grandpa."

Jacey gave her father a smile, she placed her hand over his. "You know, I've been meaning to ask you. Would it be okay if the baby gets your last name?"

Rossi's eyes snapped up at Jacey, the tears forming quickly. "Of course that would be okay. Jacey, I would love that."

"Good, because I was going to do it either way." Rossi planted a kiss on her forehead before looking at his watch.

"Alright, I got to go. I love you. See you two later." Rossi said as he walked out the door.

Jacey made sure he was gone before pulling out her secret stash of junk food. "Diet my ass. I've got a craving for Debbie cakes." She stuffed her face with the vanilla cream filled cakes. She looked on the kitchen counter to realise her dad left his wallet.

"For a profiler, you grandfather is starting to get mighty careless about his things." Jacey mumbled to her belly. "Why don't we go return this to him?" The unborn child then proceeded to kick multiple times. "Okay. Okay. Next time, one kick will do."

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"Yeah. Yeah. I land this afternoon. And then we'll head up to lake on Monday. Yeah, me, too. Can't wait. Don't worry about Jacey. You know she's on strict orders to stay in bed. Okay. Bye." Rossi hung up the phone call with Joy with a smile. It was still hard for him to comprehend the fact that he has two daughters.

"Rossi, I'm from the south side of Chicago, okay? We don't have fishing ponds. How can something look so easy..." Derek Morgan said as he tried to catch plastic fish with a toy hook, "...be so hard?"

"It's all in your technique." Rossi started, giving Morgan the try advice of a professional fisherman, "and all those muscles of yours won't help in something like this. It's all in the wrist."

"Oh, the wrist." Morgan commented, really taking the advice to heart.

Jacey stood in the doorway of her father's office with her arms crossed, watching the scene with a smile.

"Yeah. Yeah. The wrist." Rossi was showing Morgan some moves to master.

"Alright. Alright. Okay, here we go. And..." Morgan flicked his wrist like Rossi said and caught a plastic fish. The two men celebrated by yelling their victory.

Jacey clapped her hands, making her presence known. "Way to go, Derek. If I were fish, I'd be scared."

Morgan chuckled at her comment before giving her a hug.