"Having fun?" Emily asked JJ.
"Not as much fun as Garcia." JJ replied smiling at the woman glancing who was dancing with the stripper.
"I don't think anyone is having as much fun as Garcia." JJ smiled, her cell phone rang in her purse. "Sorry."
"If that's work related ignore it." Emily said. "We're all on leave."
"It's Morgan." She checked the caller ID. "Excuse me." JJ got up and moved to a quieter area. "Hey Morgan, don't tell me you need me to come and bail you out already... What? What happened?... Is he okay? Which hospital?... I'll be right there."
"Everything okay?" Emily asked as JJ grabbed her jacket.
"I've got to go. Spence is in the hospital."
"What happened?" Emily asked.
"He was hit with something and couldn't breathe. I've got to go."
"Garcia!"
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"Can I help you?" The harassed woman at the desk asked.
"My husband Spencer Reid was brought in." JJ told her.
"One moment."
"JJ." Hotch said from behind where he stood with a coffee.
"What happened? Is he okay?"
"He's fine. A guy in the bar threw a football and it winded him. We just brought him here as a precaution. He didn't want us to call you."
"Where is he?"
"Third door on the left." Hotch replied.
"You know it was a good thing that someone called." Garcia mentioned.
"Reid's not the only one who knows not to mess with a woman with a gun." Hotch replied. "By the way nice outfits."
"It was a theme." Emily pointed out.
"Spence?" JJ pushed the door to the room open.
"I thought I told you not to call her." Reid looked at Morgan.
"We'll be having a discussion about that later." JJ said.
"Why don't I wait outside?" Morgan suggested and left without waiting for a response.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I just had my breath knocked out of me. There was an EMT in the bar, since it was only a few months since I was shot he thought I should come and get checked out."
"What did they doctor say?"
"He said I'm fine."
"Then why do you have an oxygen mask on?" JJ countered.
"Doctor Reid, I have your test results back." A doctor walked in. "We haven't met, I'm Dr Indiana Jones, and yes that is my real name."
"Jennifer Jareau. I'm his wife."
"I've the results of test we've run. Your lungs and heart are just fine. You've got a bruise and your pulse ox is a little lower than I'd like. We'll keep you on the oxygen for another hour or so and you'll be fine to go as long as you take it easy for the next few days."
"We're getting married on Saturday." Reid said.
"I thought she said she was your wife."
"I am, we sort of eloped it's a long and complicated story." JJ explained.
"I see. Well I'll be back in an hour to see about discharging you." The Doctor left them.
"You should go back to your party." Reid told her.
"Not whilst you're still here."
"I'm fine; Morgan will make sure I get home okay."
"Reid I'm staying."
"Hey guys." Emily entered. "I just wanted to check in before Garcia and I go and explain why we ran out."
"Do you still have those handcuffs?" Reid asked.
"Yes. Why?"
"Can I borrow them?"
"I didn't think handcuffs would float your boat but..." She stopped when she found herself handcuffed to JJ.
"Spencer Reid!!" JJ protested.
Reid knew he was pushing it.
"Take her back to the party; I'm fine Morgan will make sure I get home okay." Reid told Emily.
"You know I don't have the keys on me for these." Emily pointed out. "I gave them to Rachel when she was thinking about handcuffing herself to the bartender."
"You know one day I'm going to kill you." JJ kissed Reid's forehead.
"Have fun." Reid smiled.
TBC
