Hello everyone!

First I wan to tell you that I am really sorry for not continuing my other stories. I assure you I am working on it, but I have yet to find time for them, because I've just finished with the matriculation exams and started to read for other tests... :/ Also, my computer broke.. Eh. I have all the information there and I still haven't been able to get them to this new one as I should have. I've been lazy.

Anyway, about this one now! This basically includes four different occasions in which Reid is called Doctor and one in which he isn't (though I'm not about to tell you what he will be called before the very end.. haha). I am still working on the last part and the third and the fourth part are waiting for me to edit them. These are not necessarily in chronological order. And the parts are short. I promise! And I will be posting the whole "story" in a few days.

This has really been bugging me for a while now. I started to think about this when Reid told some people (I have no idea what I should call them) in the first episode of season 6 (please correct me if I said something wrong) "This is calm and it's doctor". It has always been so clear that he is to be called a doctor, although I think they should keep the SSA in front of the title, because he is an FBI agent too!

The first one tells you how Reid's mother is very specific and proud about her sons title. :)

Enjoy!

1 Specific Titles

They sat in a cool room with white walls. None of the clocks seemed to agree about the time with the others and it was driving him crazy. Besides, the coldness was making his heart ache as if the people spending their time in the room weren't alive at all and merely corpses guided by the real people dressed in white. He found it a bit creepy, but somehow his mother seemed to enjoy herself. She kept rambling on about something another patient had said and done and kept repeating that he had become far too thin.

"Are you eating? No, you're not eating. You look skinny. You're going to make yourself a skeleton. You have to eat!"

Sighing deeply he looked at his hands. Yes, he was a scrawny man. Not undernourished or anorexic. He just did not gain weight or eat a lot, for that matter. Truth to be told, he couldn't really understand why it was such a big deal for some people. He wasn't hungry all that often neither did he have enough money to spend on massive amounts of food. He knew all about the right nourishment and he knew how he should have eaten, but he just couldn't bring himself to it.

Luckily, he was saved from his mother's complains by a young nurse, probably a trainee seeing that she was fidgeting nervously and that her eyes kept searching the place around, like she wasn't sure where she should be.

"Umm… Hello, Mr Reid? I…" she started and looked a bit confused and perhaps even a bit offended when Diana suddenly cut her out.

"Doctor," she corrected and seemed to try and pierce the girl with her eyes. The look on the nurse's face changed and for a moment she looked horrified, before she was able to get a hold of herself. The mother had a stern look and face had scrunched up in to a scowl.

"Excuse me?"

"Mom, don't start, please," he pleaded and glanced at the girl shaking his head lightly in order to get her to realize that she could call him whatever she liked. He didn't like the attention and he always seemed to draw some whenever someone called him doctor. It was nothing special. Yes, he was a bit young to have a doctorate, let alone two, but he had merely his brain and genes to thank about that. There was nothing extraordinary about him, really. Or that was what he wanted to think. Sadly, most other people had another idea about that.

"Nonsense, Spencer," Diana mumbled and turned her attention back to the nurse, "He's a doctor. I'm not normally this strict, but you have to be specific about the titles."

Doctor Spencer Reid couldn't help but blush. The good thing was that he wasn't the only one.