I decided we needed some feel good fluff after such a depressing episode! And the last couple of my fics have been depressing too.

Reid came in the office, his shoulders slumped and clearly exhausted.

"What's wrong with you?" Emily asked.

"Nothing, I just feel really tired," Reid muttered.

"Any bad dreams last night?" Morgan asked, worry in him. He knew how nightmares liked to visit Reid frequently. Reid shook his head.

"No I slept really good last night but woke up still overtired."

"Wait a minute!" Garcia cried as she held her folders. She grabbed Reid's arm. Reid stared at her.

"Garcia, what the?-"

"Is that a spot?"

They all looked at his arm. He shifted as he tucked the sleeve back over the skin.

"It's nothing," he assured them.

"Oh it's something all right, sweetie you're about to break out."

He stared at her with a blank look.

"Break out into what?"

Morgan and Emily smothered smiled.

"Break out with spots! Chicken pox! Have you ever had them?"

Reid shook his head.

"Never really played with any kids really," he said, his eyes widening in fear. "I was always paranoid about getting sick...I don't understand how I could have gotten it-"

"Oh Dear," said JJ quietly. They lookd at her.

"What?" Morgan asked.

"Henry has chicken pox and Spence came by two days ago to drop off some books for him..."

"What! But it was just for a few minutes...I didn't even touch Henry," said Reid quickly.

"For a genius you sure are clueless about how you can get sick," Morgan said. "Haven't you heard of germs spreading through the air?"

Reid's eyes flashed daggers towards Morgan.

"Of course I am, I'm not stupid," he snapped.

"Easy there Reid," Garcia said quickly.

"I'm really really sorry," JJ added quickly. Reid groaned as he sat down. He didn't want to admit it, but it did make sense.

"I hear it's worse when you get it as an adult," Emily said and he glared at her as well.

"Was that REALLY necessary?" Morgan asked. She lookd sheepish.

"Sorry, it probably wasn't."

Garcia grabbed a hold of Reid and forced him to stand up.

"Where are you taking me?"

"To your home mister. You're not going to work until you get well."

"Where is he going?" Hotch asked as he came out of his office. Rossi was standing next to him.

"He has the chicken pox, sir." said Garcia. "He needs to go home and rest. Hence me dragging him there myself."

"Chicken pox? How on earth did you catch chicken pox?" Rossi demanded.

"From Henry," JJ said in an apologetic tone.

"I'm really not that sick," Reid protested. Garcia pressed her palm against his forehead.

"You're burning up. You are going straight to bed young man. If that's all right with you,sir."

Hotch raised his hands and stepped backwards, knowing better than to argue with Garcia when she got like that.

"Of course it is. Get well soon, Reid."

"Thanks," mumbled Reid and the others watched as Garcia dragged him outside.

One thing was for sure, this was going to be an interesting week.