Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds
A/N: This is my first fanfic so please take my lack of experience into consideration when reading
Spencer Reid sat at his desk reading his most recent emails. The beginning of another headache was making itself known and he pinched the bridge of his nose in a futile attempt to ease the pain.
He sighed softly... how was he ever going to get through the day? And as luck would have it (or more precisely, lack of luck), his illness chose to manifest itself in all it's painful glory today of all days.
Taking the rest of the day off was unthinkable. There was too much to do and everyone on the team emphasised how vital his contribution was on this particular day, he had to stay at work, there was no other option. No matter how sick he was.
People were relying on him.
Life wasn't fair!
He quickly rifled through his bag, taking out two painkillers and a bottle of water. He swallowed the little pills hoping it would take the edge off the pain.
Would he feel better in time?
The answer came when a ping drew everyone's attention to the elevator and all eyes were on the doors as they slid open slowly revealing its occupant.
Spencer Reid smiled warmly and he forgot all about his headache as the sole occupier stepping into the room. "Good to have you back, JJ!" He beamed.
As she was rapidly disappearing behind a wall of well wishers, including the rest of his team he was treated to a genuine smile that made him forget about the hellish year and think, for the first time in 372 days, 3 hours and 12 minutes, life was good!
The end!