Both of her brothers caught her at once and Maren disappeared into their arms.
She had forgotten what it felt like to be so small between them, protected in the old childhood way, when Reid seemed so much older and all grown up, and Beckett could make her laugh so hard she forgot she’d been crying.
“You’re here.”
“We’re here,” Reid said, his voice rough.
“Gina pulled strings,” Beckett said. “Possibly illegal ones.”
“Legal-adjacent,” Gina said from somewhere behind them.
Maren laughed and cried at the same time.
Reid’s arms tightened. “My God, Maren. We were briefed on what happened.”
“I’m okay.”
“Don’t start lying to me in the first thirty seconds.”
“I’m alive.”
“That’s better.”
Beckett pulled back first, his hands coming to her face like he needed to see every inch of it. “You get hurt?”
“No.”
“You positive?”
“Beck. I’mfine.”
Then her brothers looked past her.
Juni stood beside Colin, one hand tucked in his, watching the two men with wide eyes.
Beckett went very still.
Reid did too.
“Hey, Juni-Baby,” Beckett said as both men crouched down and opened their arms. Juni launched herself like the love-seeking missile she was. Her uncles hugged her tightly.
“You were on a mission.”
“We were,” Reid said.
“Did you win?”
Beckett’s mouth twitched. “Eventually.”
“Good.” Juni looked at Reid. “I have a daddy now. His name is Colin and he fights battles, too.”
Reid’s gaze flicked over her head to Colin. So did Beckett’s.
Oh boy. Here we go. Pissing contest in five…four…three…
Juni pointed helpfully. “That’s him.”
“Is it,” Reid said.
