Just a short and sweet idea that popped into my head although I'm sure it's been done before

I don't own anything

Spencer was sitting quietly on his hotel bed reading a brand new book. The team had just finished yet another gruesome case, with another killer behind bars. As Spencer was relaxing, JJ was busy tearing apart the room. She had already visited Emily's and Penelope's room with a frustrated look on her face and was now enraged as she tore apart the room.

"JJ are you missing something?" "Yes I am Spencer, why the hell else, would I tear apart three different hotel rooms!" her voice continued to get louder with each and every word. "I'm sorry JJ it's just that the doctors told you that you need to be resting and not moving around. If you are missing something I can run down to the corner store to pick it up for you"

JJ had been hit by the Unsub with a baseball bat and now had three broken ribs. The only reason the doctors had even let her out of the hospital is because she had promised to take it easy and not be running around everywhere.

"Well that would be nice Spencer but I don't know." "Please JJ as your coworker, and friend I insist." "Okay look I ran out of tampons and I need you to pick me up some, I just need a small box." JJ grabbed a pen and a piece of paper, which she then proceeded to write down the brand name and type. "If they don't have any of these then just pick me up some generic brand." "Uh, yeah sure, no problem." A very pale looking Spencer then left the hotel room.

Spencer found himself at the corner store about 20 minutes later staring at the different feminine hygiene products. Out of the 40 different coloured boxes, none of them matched the name or type that JJ had written down.

Each box seemed to be a different size, colour, shape and even wrapper to Spencer. "Okay maybe I can narrow it down some how." JJ had told him that if they didn't have her brand then to just get a generic one. Spencer looked down to the section that had the drug stores brand on it. "Well I have successfully narrowed it down to about half."

He then looked down to see what was next on the list. JJ specified that she needed regular size, what ever that was supposed to mean. "Who knew that they had different size's for menstrual collection, how very odd." He would have to ask JJ about that later.

The different boxes had been halved yet again with only 10 to now choose from. "Wings, what are those?" Spencer then thought about grabbing the unscented kind, knowing that statistics said that women often became irritated with those kinds of products. A light blush graced his cheeks when he thought of that. There were now only 5 of the evil boxes to choose from.

Spencer looked at the last boxes. There was one with "wings" and one without. One said overnight, and another said light days. The last one said that it had 360 degree protection.

"I am in way over my head here." Spencer looked down at his watch. The traitorous hands said that he had been here for over an hour. If he didn't know better he would have sworn that his watch was mocking him.

Finally Spencer chose the box without "wings" He quickly paid and drove to the hotel where JJ was pacing in the room. "Okay Spencer you have 5 more minutes to show up before I alert the team." Spencer just happened to be walking into the room as she said that. "Oh thank god you're alright Spencer, where the hell were you?" "Sorry JJ they didn't have your brand so I had to try to find another kind." Spencer smiled sheepishly and handed her the bag "I hope that these are okay." "Awe thanks Spencer for being such a doll." As she looked in the bag Spencer noticed that her facial expression changed. "What's wrong, are they not the right type? Cause I can go out and get a different one." "Oh it's okay Spencer it's just that these aren't tampons, there pads."

At that sentence the genius Dr. Spencer Reid could only think of one thing. Damn.