Hello! I'm Sammie and this is my very first story! I love Criminal Minds and decided to write a few fanfictions for it! I hope you enjoy this, and please don't flame! It's my first story. Quick note, this story takes place at the beginning of season 3.

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It was October 9, 2007, or the day of Spencer Reid's 26th birthday. After a day of work at the BAU, he couldn't wait to spend the rest of his night at home with his girlfriend, JJ.

"Have a good birthday Spence?" JJ asked as she wrapped her arms around him as the relaxed on the bed.

"Um hmm," Reid mumbled as he pressed his lips against hers.

"Ready for your birthday present baby?" JJ asked.

"I thought my watch was my birthday present," Reid said. JJ gave him a kiss.

"Part of it," JJ said. She kissed him again.

"I love you," Reid said, his hands trailing up and down her back.

"I love you too birthday boy," JJ said as she started unbuttoning his shirt.

After giving Reid his 'birthday gift', Reid and JJ slept peacefully intertwined on the bed. Reid ran his fingers through JJ's long blonde hair as he woke up. Glancing at the clock that read 6 o'clock, Reid decided they should get ready for work.

"Baby," Reid said sleepily. JJ faced the source of sound that was waking her up. "Baby, wake up."

"Hi," JJ said as she opened her eyes to meet the face of her boyfriend.

"Hi," Reid said back, giving her a kiss.

"I shower while you make breakfast?" JJ asked.

"That works. Or we can shower together," Reid said with a smile.

"I'd like that, but sometimes a girl just has to wash her hair alone," JJ said, giving him another kiss. She got out of bed and went into the bathroom while the now 26 year old went to the kitchen of their apartment.

Reid started making pancakes and coffee while JJ took her shower. As JJ did shower, she wondered what would happened if she ended up pregnant. She didn't even know if Spence was ready to be a dad yet, and if they were ready to be parents. JJ thought she had plenty of time to think about a baby. Oh, she was so wrong...

3 WEEKS LATER

Reid felt a horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach that he had been feeling all weekend. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and unsteadily walked into the bathroom. Dropping down to his knees, he made friends with the white porcelain chair for the third time that morning alone.

After throwing up a whole lot of nothing, he returned to bed, even though he was supposed to get ready for work. JJ walked over to him and felt his feverish forehead and sighed. She tucked some of his hair behind his ear.

"You need to stay home today baby. You obviously caught something," JJ said. Reid knew JJ was right. He had been dealing with a nasty flu bug all weekend, and obviously he wasn't over it yet.

"I'm fine baby," Reid lied, coughing and sniffling into his elbow.

"Said the man who just threw up for the 3rd time this morning," JJ said. She kissed his forehead. "You really need to take something to bring down your fever."

"No JJ," Reid said. "I've been clean for five months, I can't go back now."

"You're using them for medical reasons, not for a fix," JJ said.

"But I'll want more," Reid said.

"You're stronger than that baby. You can take half of the dose then, you just need to bring that fever down," JJ said. She gave him one pill and a glass of water. "I'll be back." JJ walked into the kitchen. She got out her phone and called Hotch.

"Hotchner," Hotch said.

"Hotch, Reid's had the flu all weekend and he's not better today. He's not...He's not," JJ stuttered as she felt something come up her throat.

"JJ?" Hotch said. JJ found the nearest garbage can and emptied the contents of her stomach. Hotch winced as he heard JJ get sick over the phone. "JJ?"

"I'm fine, I'm okay," JJ said. "He's not gonna be at work today, but I-"

"You're staying home and getting rest JJ. Feel better," Hotch said.

"Hotch, I'm not sick though," JJ said.

"Then why did you just throw up?" Hotch asked.

"I don't know, but I'm not even feverish," JJ said.

"Stay home just in case JJ," Hotch said.

"Okay," JJ sighed.

"Feel better," Hotch said.

"Thanks Hotch," JJ said, hanging up the phone. She rubbed her stomach. She didn't feel sick at all.

THE NEXT DAY

Reid placed a cold wash towel on JJ's burning forehead. Reid was almost better, but not better enough to return to work. JJ on the other hand was miserable from the sickness her boyfriend gave her. Reid kissed JJ's cheek and pulled the blanket up to her neck.

"Sorry baby," Reid said. JJ sniffled and coughed.

"It's okay Spence," JJ said. She let out a yawn. "I just want to sleep baby."

"I know. I do to," Reid said. He yawned and laid down next to JJ. He ran his finger through her hair as they both fell fast asleep. If only they knew that would be one of their last times sleeping peacefully.