A/N- WOW... 25 stories so far, who would have thought it? Anyways, AJ is about 14 here, Hotch has not retired yet and still works at the BAU.

Enjoy...

"Agent Jereau." JJ said as she answered her phone.

"Mom you have to come home now." AJ quickly said into the phone.

"Why what's wrong?" JJ asked starting to panic.

"Mom is driving me nuts! All I have heard all morning is how she is dying." JJ couldn't help but laugh. Hotch had sent Emily home the day before, after she got sick at the office. She went to the doctor and he confirmed that it was the flu, but to Emily it might as well have been the plague. "I can't deal with her any more."

"Okay sweetie. I'll try to leave early. In the meantime tell her to shape up or I will give you the code to the gun safe." JJ laughed.

"Please hurry, because I might just have to take you up on that offer." AJ replied and JJ closed her phone.

JJ knew from personal experience that Emily was a horrible patient. Emily hated being sick and even something as simple as a cold was grounds for a funeral in Emily's eyes. JJ knew that it was going to be a long couple of days. Her only hope was that she slept most of the time, because if she didn't AJ wouldn't be the only person who wanted to kill Emily.

A couple hours later JJ walked into the house and was immediately hugged by JJ.

"Oh thank god!" AJ cried as JJ pried herself out of her daughter's arms.

"Don't be so dramatic, it can't be that bad." JJ replied.

"Go see for yourself." AJ replied. "Me on the other hand," AJ said picking up her bag, "I'm going to stay over at Aunt Pen and Uncle Derek's for the next couple days. I rather deal with Alexa and her terrible two's than have to deal with mom for another minute." AJ said as she headed for the door.

"And how do you think you are going to get there?" JJ asked.

"Kelly is picking me up." AJ smiled. "Good luck, I'll be back when she is better."

"Traitor!" JJ yelled as AJ walked out the door.

"You're just mad you didn't think of it first." AJ stuck her tongue out and then walked outside to wait for Kelly. JJ groaned because she knew that AJ was right. For the first time in her life she actually hoped that work would call and she would have to leave.

JJ walked in the bedroom and found Emily laying on the bed, covered in about ten blankets.

"Hey sweetie, how are you feeling?"

"I'm dying JJ. I'm dying." Emily groaned.

"Oh hush, you are not dying. You have the flu." JJ said sitting down on the side of the bed. She reached up and felt Emily's forehead. "You still have a fever. Have you eaten anything today?"



"No, ever time I even think about food I get sick." Emily moaned.

"Well you need to try and eat something."

"I told you I don't want anything." Emily hissed.

"Don't get snippy with me. You have already sent our daughter running for the hills, you keep this up and I leave you too."

"I thought in our vows it said in sickness and in health?"

"It did, but it failed to mention that the woman was I was marrying was such a baby when she was sick." JJ laughed and Emily groaned.

"Well I can't help it. I really think I'm dying here."

"Oh please." JJ said standing up. "I'll go make you some soup." Emily groaned at the thought of having to eat. "Okay, how about some dry toast and a glass of ginger ale?"

"I guess if you are going to force me."

"Have you taken you pills?" JJ asked as she cleaned up all the used tissues littering the end table and floor. "And seriously, do you think you could at least try and hit the garbage can?"

"I swear to god JJ if I had the strength I would kill you right now." Emily leered at JJ. "And yes, I took my pills, I'm not a baby."

"Could have fooled me." JJ teased. JJ leaned over and kissed Emily on the forehead. "Just lay here and rest and I'll be back in a little while with some toast and ginger ale."

JJ walked into the kitchen and laughed. She always used to think her mother was crazy when she talked about what a baby her father was when he was sick. Well know she understood. She put a couple pieces of bread in the toaster and sighed. It was indeed going to be a long night.

Later that night she managed to force Emily to eat three pieces of dry toast and drink a couple glasses of ginger ale. It appeared that her fever was finally starting to break. JJ finally got Emily out of bed and into the shower. She had a feeling that once Emily cleaned up a little she would start feeling better.

JJ was sitting on the couch when Emily walked in.

"How are you feeling?" JJ asked as Emily sat down no the other side of the couch.

"A little better." Emily half smiled.

"So you're not dying any more. Can I call the funeral home and cancel the memorial service?"

"Very funny JJ." Emily mumbled. JJ pulled Emily's feet into her lap and began massaging them, causing Emily to moan. "God that feels good."

"Well just lay there and relax." JJ said as she continued to massage Emily's feet. She watched as slowly Emily's eyes began to close. It wasn't long before Emily was sound asleep. JJ gently stood up and covered Emily with a blanket. She gave Emily a quick kiss on the cheek before heading off to the 

bedroom. She changed the sheets, in hopes of avoiding catching what Emily had and then went to bed herself.

Somewhere in the middle of the night, JJ felt Emily climb into bed beside her. She couldn't help but smile as she felt two strong arms pull her close. A few minutes later JJ drifted back off to sleep. She woke up the next morning still wrapped in Emily's arms. JJ rolled over so that she was just a few inches away from a still sleeping Emily. JJ brushed the hair from Emily's face and then felt to see if she still had a fever. For the first time in two days, Emily's forehead felt cool to the touch.

"Morning sweetie." Emily said as she slowly woke up.

"How are you feeling this morning? Your fever appears to be gone."

"I'm feeling better. Thank you." Emily smiled.

"For what?"

"For putting up with me. I know that I can be a little bit of a bitch when I'm sick."

"A little bit?" JJ teased. "You don't have to thank me. That's part of the whole in sickness and in health thing you mentioned yesterday. Although I still think there needs to be an 'unless my wife is a baby' exemption in there somewhere." JJ laughed.

From around the corner of the door JJ and Emily saw a white flag waving.

"Is it safe to come in? Is mom still dying?" AJ laughed.

"Oh shut up and get in here." Emily replied.

"So I see someone is feeling better. Can I call off the medical examiner?" AJ and JJ laughed.

"You are just like your mother, you know that?" Emily leered and AJ just continued to laugh.

"I thought you were staying at Morgan and Garcia's for the next couple days, what happened?" JJ asked as AJ sat on the foot of the bed.

"Well I finally found something more annoying than mom being sick," Emily kicked AJ in the leg. "Ouch!" AJ laughed. "Mom has nothing on Alexa and her terrible twos." JJ laughed. "So you feeling better?" AJ asked Emily.

"Yes I am, thank you." Emily replied.

"Well good." AJ said standing up from the bed. "And just so you know," AJ said looking at JJ, "the next time she gets sick I'm spending the week with Kelly." AJ ran for the door, just barely missing the pillow that JJ threw at her.

A/N- So what do you think... idea came from a friend of mine who thought that Emily would probably make a bad patient. PLEASE REVIEW!!