So this is my first ever fanfiction. Criminal Minds all the way!

All mistakes are my own

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Criminal Minds. Just borrowing it.

Some mild course language and violence to come in later.

I know it's not long but I didn't want to write heaps if no one likes it.

Please enjoy...

Reid woke to a horrible pounding in his head and overwhelming nausea. He threw back his comforter and rushed to the bathroom, emptying last nights dinner from his stomach and into the toilet. After a couple of minuets the dry heaving stopped and he sat back against the cold tiled wall.

Maybe he should take the day off. He didn't usually condone taking time off work, in-fact in his whole time working at the BAU he had only taken 4 days off; and that was because Hotch had practically made it a direct order. But then again he was feeling utterly miserable and the team hadn't had a case for almost a week now so they had been catching up on paperwork, which of course he was almost finished with. One day off shouldn't hurt, he reasoned with himself. It would give Morgan a chance to catch up with him, even if it did mean Morgan would be slipping half of his files into Reid's pile.

It was almost 7 O'clock and time to get ready for work, so he had to make a decision soon. He was still thinking about his predicament when his phone started to ring.

Pushing himself off the bathroom floor where he still sat, he slowly made his way to his phone, catching it just before it when to voice mail.

"Spencer Reid" he answer quietly, his throat still sore from his early morning retching. "Reid, it's Hotch. We have a case involving children, get to work asap." Replied Hotches stoic voice through the phone, before swiftly hanging up without even a word of good-bye.

Well, that made his decision much easier. It was just his luck that there would be a case on the one day he felt like crap; but still there was no way Reid was going to be laying on the couch all day moping when there were people to save and unsubs to take down especially when there were children involved, no matter how crap like he felt. Resolved, he made his way into the bathroom in hopes to make himself look slightly more presentable. He then took some more Tylenol before stuffing the rest of the packet into his satchel, hoisting its brown leather strap over his shoulder he made his way to work.

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The Tylenol had already kick in by the time Reid made it to the office much to Reid's delight.

"Rough night Pretty Boy?" Morgan mockingly asked taking in Reid's haggard appearance as he sat down at his desk. Thankfully though after a half hearted glare in Morgans general direction and a mumble that may or may not have sounded very much like "Shut up" he said no more. "Here" came a soft voice behind him. He turned to see Emily holding out a coffee cup that was distinctly from the popular cafe' down town. "I thought everyone might enjoy some proper coffee today with this case and all." she continued with a small smile as he gratefully took the cup from her hands and flashed her a smile of his own. He wasn't sure if his stomach would appreciate the extra sweet caffeinated beverage but it was a necessity if he was going to be awake enough to concentrate in the briefing that was sure to occur shortly. Luckily it didn't seem to revolt as much as he first thought it would.

Right at that moment Hotch walked out of his office carrying a handful of files with JJ by his side. Hotch waved the files in the air slightly to signify that the meeting was about to commence.

Everyone made there way into the conference room. JJ handed out a case file to everyone as they sat down.

"Sophie Tulle, aged five " Hotch started as be pinned a picture of the young girl on the bored, "Taken from her front yard two weeks ago, found last week next to the local swimming pool, drowned."

"Becky Gribbel, four and a half" He continues, placing her picture next to Sophie's. "Taken from the park the same day as Sophie's body was found. She was discovered early this morning by a river, also drowned. And the latest victim, Abigail Weeks just turned six, taken from the shopping centre an hour ago." Pinning the final image on the board. The three young girls looked almost identical, All with shoulder length dark brown hair and deep green eyes and the same innocent smile.

"The unsub is targeting young girls between the ages of four and six with similar features. No signs or rape, so this isn't sexually motivated."

"The way the bodies are positioned indicate the unsub feels remorse." Morgan added, indicated to the pictures of the girls bodies in the file.

"The unsub kills the victim a week after they are taken, so Abigail has 6 day. We need to work fast! We will start the profile one were in the air. Grab your go bags, wheels up in 20" Hotch said in a way that declared the current meeting had come to an end, before swiftly exiting the room.

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Exactly 20 minuets later Reid was the last of the team to board the jet. His head ache and nausea had started to return as the Tylenol began to wear off.

He would just have to suck it up; there was a job to be done...

I would love it if you could review please. good bad or indifferent. I would love to know if I should continue or not. Thanks