Endgame | ᴍᴏʀᴇɪᴅ

I Ran Into My Pantry Door

After the lunch they returned back to the office and finished their paperwork, everyone piling into the elevator for the first time on a regular 8-5 day, together.

"Sooo, since you're all here," Garcia began. Rossi groaned loudly and Hotch perked a brow. "Oh hush!" she scolded him. "There's a carnival in town and we should all go together. Sir, you can bring Jack and JJ you can bring Will and the children. Reid can shout statistics about how many accidents occur because of those rides. Morgan can win me a teddy bear because he's ridiculously good at those wired games. Rossi can pick up some nice women and Emily can get us drunk off of cheap carnival beer. It'll be perfect!" Garcia grinned. Everyone laughed and thought about it for a bit.

"We'll meet down in an hour?" Hotch spoke up. Everyone grinned because if Hotch wanted to go, they were all going.

"Yes!" Garcia exclaimed and they all separated after the elevator ride to go home and change.

"You want to go, baby?" Derek nudged as they walked towards his truck.

"Could be fun, right?" Spencer asked, looking over at Derek as they got inside.

"Definitely," he nodded with a grin. Spencer returned the smile and they stopped by his apartment so he could grab a couple of things. Derek maneuvered into a parking space next to Rossi and they got out. Mostly everyone had arrived except for JJ.

"She said they got caught in traffic but they'll meet up in a few," Garcia informed them.

"Well I don't know about you but I could totally start this little adventure on that," Emily pointed to a contraption that looked like a giant zipper.

"That looks dangerous," Reid said. "Did you know that there are--"

"Reid, if I'm going to die on a ride like that, I'd rather die not knowing the probability of my death," Emily laughed, everyone, joining in. Spencer smiled and Derek looked at him with an endearing look.

"So who's with me?" Emily asked.

"Hey guys, sorry we're late," JJ appeared with Will and her two sons.

"Uncle!" Henry rushed up to Spencer and he grinned.

"Hi Henry," the young agent picked him up even though he was now getting older.

"He was askin' if you were gonna be here and wouldn't be quiet 'til he saw you," Will chuckled lowly.

"Can we get on rides, Uncle Spence?" he asked his godfather as he perched on Spencer's hip.

"Er sure, but nothing too crazy, we don't want to scare you."

"Scare him or scare you?" Derek teased and Spencer narrowed his eyes at him.

"I'm not scared," the little boy laughed, putting his hands up in defense.

"Alright, tough guy," Morgan grinned. "If you say so."

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"Let's go get some tickets," Rossi held up his wallet and everyone grinned. They followed him to the ticket booth and the woman behind the glass looked up with a grin.

"How many tickets would you like?" she asked cheerfully.

"However many this buys," he smacked a hundred dollar bill on the table and a couple of them snickered. Clearly this man had never been to a carnival. When the lady handed him a single sheet with only seventy-five tickets. Rossi frowned, waving the sheet in front of her. "That's it?"

"Er, yes," she nodded awkwardly. Rossi scoffed, shaking his head and handed the sheet to Hotch.

"Get me nine more of those," he scoffed, digging into his wallet.