A/n I'm sorry for the long wait on this chapter, real life interfered for a while, but that's all done now. I was able to get into my new place several days earlier than I thought. Thanks for your patience. As usual the same warnings apply, and I don't own CM, only my own characters.

When Spencer opened his eyes, he was still lying on the floor of the doctor's office. There were two sets of eyes staring down at him, one beautiful cobalt blue, and the other cinnamon brown.

"Hey Dr Reid, you ok?" He heard the amusement in the voice of his wife's doctor.

"What happened," he pushed his hands through his hair, and regarded the doctor curiously. He was confused, he thought he remembered hearing a heart beat from the ultrasound machine and - oh yeah… the babies, two of them. He was going to be a father to twins. He started to get up, but the doctor said.

"Hey Spencer, stay where you are for a minute, I want to check your blood pressure."

"I'm fine doctor… just surprised that's all." She ignored his protest, and wrapped the cuff around his arm.

"Honey are you sure you're okay?" JJ knelt beside him, and he was ashamed that he'd put that look of concern in her eyes.

"Yeah Jen, just embarrassed." He hugged her hard after the doctor said his pressure was normal. "We're having twins… can you believe it?"

He pulled her up with him as he got to his feet. The doctor gave them some print outs of the images from the ultrasound. The print outs were black and white, and looking at the babies was like looking at two little aliens. Of course he was smart enough not to make that observation out loud. Well, at least he knew that time would change that perception.

His face felt like it was returning to it normal shade of pale. He felt just vain enough to wonder what Morgan would think of his fainting. He shuddered to think what he would do with that information, along with the whole Prince Spencer thing from the case the day before. It appeared that his life was going to be hell at the BAU for awhile. He sighed, put his arm around his wife, and left the doctors office.

He was so wrapped up in his own thought, that he pretty much ignored JJ on the way home. Fortunately she was very quiet, and it never occurred to him as he watched the black top roll by, that she could be upset.

JJ did notice that Spencer wasn't talking; she didn't try to draw him out because she didn't know what to say. She was afraid if she spoke she would cry, her insides felt like she'd just been on a high speed rollercoaster. Which is pretty much what she felt every morning, when she was worshiping the porcelain god. Of all the things she thoughts she would hear at the doctor's visit, finding out she was carrying twins was pretty low on the list.

Damn it, how had this happened? Well ok I know how it happened, but why now? I love my Spence, and I want to have children with him. I just thought it would be one at a time. What are we going to do with an instant family?

After obsessing over the issue of twins for most of the drive she was a little surprised to find the when they reached home the nauseous feeling she had was gone. Now she was restless, and amazingly enough considering her thoughts -very horny. She followed Spencer into the house, and when he turned to ask her again if she was okay, she wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him hard. He tried to protest for a moment but it was only a token protest, and the next thing he knew she ripped his new white button down shirt open. They stumbled into the living room, and he pushed her down on the couch.

When JJ collapsed on top of Spencer some time later she couldn't speak, both of them were too busy trying to get their breath back to do much more than lay on the floor. He didn't complain about Jen "attacking" him, though he was sure he would never look at the sofa in quite the same way again. He also realized that sitting was going to be a challenge for a couple of days, as he thought he probably had rug burns on his backside.

"So does this mean I won our bet?" He was extraordinarily pleased with himself. He had been prepared to wait out the week, but he was very happy Jen had broken first.

Oh the damn bet. She had actually forgotten all about it. "Yes, Spencer you can gloat now," she said, as she climbed off of him, and began to get dressed.

"I don't want to gloat; I want to know what's bothering you." He grabbed, and pulled her down, wearing only her panties, to lie on top of him again.

"Why does something have to be bothering me?" She wouldn't look him in the eye as she spoke, which only confirmed his suspicions.

"Okay… lets list them shall we, one we just found out we're having twins. You already know how I feel about it because I fainted, real masculine, huh." She started to speak, and he shushed her with a hand to her mouth.

"Second, you'd never risk losing a bet like the one we made this morning, because you're way too sick to eat, let alone cook at breakfast time. Third, you never just get up, and get dressed after sex; you love to cuddle with me. So… tell me what's wrong?"

"Damn it Spencer, do you constantly have to profile me?" He was surprised at the anger in her voice, but there was something else in it as well, he just wasn't sure what it was.

"I'm not profiling you babe, I'm concerned that -"

"Yes… you are… I can't do anything that does fit the mold you've made for me to live in, without you questioning me." She interrupted him with a snarl; he really didn't get how hard it was to be married to someone who always knew your thoughts, and feelings. As hard as she tried sometimes, he always saw through her, and it could be so maddening.

"That's not fair Jen, and you know it." Now his back was up, how could she accuse him of using profiling tricks on her? He would never do that to her on purpose.

"Isn't it, you freak out at the prospect of fatherhood, and I'm supposed to be all understanding, and supportive. But I'm not allowed to feel anything. Tears were falling now, and he realized he hadn't even thought about her feelings, and he was appalled that she was so upset. How is it, that he didn't see how stressed she must have been all these weeks?

"That's not what I'm saying Jen. Babe please… look at me." He put a long slim finger under her chin, and lifted her eyes to his. Her sapphire eyes were shining with tears, and he almost didn't say what he needed to tell her, but he knew he had to say it out loud.

"When I went to high school, I was a kid. Even if I'd been the same age as all the other students, a girl like you would never have looked at me twice, except to tease me."

She started to protest that his assessment wasn't true, and he said, "Please let me finish, when I was barely old enough to think of myself as a man, I started work at the BAU. I met you, and you were the most beautiful women I'd ever met. Remember our first date? What a disaster that was."

"Spencer I-"

"Come on baby, you know it's true. And after that, I thought I'd never have another chance with you. Then a miracle happened, you said you loved me, and my world changed forever in an instant." The tears in her eyes overflowed at this pronouncement. How could she be upset with him after he said that?

"Babe, I've always known what loving you meant. He placed a hand on her belly. "It meant that someday we have a baby together. I hoped it would be one at a time, but as terrified as I am at the prospect of two at one time, I still love them, and their mother."

"Spencer I'm so sorry, I've done everything wrong. I never told you that I'm scared too. The thought of being a parent frightens me more than I've ever been. What are we going to do Spence, how are we going to raise two babies, and have careers?"

"Who said we both have to go back to work, I can stay home with them."

"Oh right… you're going to play Mr. Mom to twins!"

"Hey…I could do it; you always say I can do anything."

"Angel, that's not what I'm saying, I know how much working at the BAU does for how you see yourself. You're important to the team, and everyone respects you. I don't want you to lose that."

"Who says I'll lose it, I can work from home. I can still consult with the team."

"It's not the same thing as being there, and you know it."

"We have to decide something Jen; I don't want you to give up your job either."

"You're right, but I don't want the shock of this to push us into a premature decision that one, or both of us will regret. I don't want to lose you because you resent me, or I resent you."

"Look… we have almost six and half months to decide what to do, so let's just table this for now.

"Okay babe, but you promise me you'll think about it.

"Of course, now why don't you tell me what's on the menu for breakfast in the morning?"

"You're not really going to make me cook for you are you?"

"Well yeah, I won fair and square."

"Okay, but if I puke in your eggs -"

"That's disgusting, how am I supposed to eat eggs after that image."

"That's what you get for forcing me to cook in my condition." She pulled away, and stood up to get dressed. He stayed where he was hoping she would be up for round three, but she headed for the kitchen instead. Sighing he got up, and redressed except for his shirt, which was ruined now that Jen had torn it open.

"Ok… you don't have to cook, but what do I get for winning?" He called after her.

"I won't tell Morgan, or Stephanie that you fainted this morning, deal?"

How could he say no to that, he'd been prepared to offer her just about anything she wanted to keep that little piece of gossip out of Morgan's hands. Stephanie was an added bonus. Still, there was no reason to make Jen think she was doing him any favors, she might change her mind.

"Al right you drive a hard bargain, Mrs. Reid. He did his best to put a "you win" tone in his voice.

He walked into the kitchen, and stood gaping as she piled cream cheese and strawberry jam on an onion bagel.

"Oh, that's awful, how can you eat that?" More importantly how was he going to face a bagel again after this image in his head?

"Hey don't knock it till you try it." He couldn't believe she was enjoying that.

"So I assume it's safe to say the dreaded strange cravings portion of pregnancy has struck."

JJ nodded, and he realized that a good portion of the next months would be spent fetching ice cream, or pickles, or whatever for her from the market at all hours of the day, and night. Oh well, he'd just make sure that he got his favorite snack food while he was at it, to counter act the effect of seeing her eat things together that were never meant to be mixed.