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When Joey returned home the next day, she had a large smile on her face. Opening up to Spencer and telling him about Caleb had helped her and she felt a lot closer to the doctor than she had before. When she woke up, she was in his bed and she looked out to see he was asleep on the sofa. She woke him up with a cup of coffee and he responded by giving her a sleepy smile that made her heart melt.

She'd always found that Spencer made her feel something more than friendship but it wasn't until this morning that she'd finally admitted to herself that she had a major crush on him and actually wanted to act on it. She knew he'd never hurt her, it just wasn't in his nature to hurt anyone. She had no worries of him getting drunk as he rarely, if ever, drank and he was so calm and collected she couldn't see him losing his cool.

Spencer hadn't been awkward round her either, which helped. She had been worried that her breakdown last night would have made him feel strange around her but he simply accepted the coffee with his sleepy smile and asked her what her plans were. When she told him she was going to spend the day locked in her room working, he smiled and promised he would be ringing every hour to force her to take a break and not to work too hard. She smirked and nodded, knowing he was just as bad as she was for things like that. She left the apartment shortly after with a smile and even plucked up the courage to kiss his cheek, leaving both of them blushing furiously as she shut the door behind her.

Now, she found herself smiling and unable to stop. She opened the front door and a number of things happened at once. Hayley and Aaron both yelled to her, Jack sat on the floor crying and Joey found herself sliding and grasping the door handle for dear life to stop herself from landing on the puddle of sick on the floor. Her bag dropped and she narrowly avoided it hitting the puddle thanks to the kick she gave it, sending it across the room and causing the books and papers in it to fly across the room. Kicking also caused her to lose her balance and she found herself on her back, with Aaron hovering over her.

"Eww, that's gross" she grumbled.

Aaron looked a mixture of amused and grossed out and Joey smiled, before giggling and before they knew it, she was laughing hysterically as she stood up and flicked the sick off her jacket. Jack stopped crying and giggled with her and Hayley and Aaron both joined in the laughter. When they all calmed down, Joey glanced at the puddle.

"Still feeling a bit sick Jack?" she asked.

Aaron snorted and started laughing again, only laughing harder when Hayley nudged him, trying hard to frown but failing spectacularly. Jack nodded shyly and Joey smiled softly at him. She then noticed that he had sick down his front and sighed softly.

"That's okay buddy. Come here, we'll go clean up and your daddy can clean the floor."

It was Hayley's turn to laugh as Aaron gave his niece a horrified look. Joey simply shrugged as she scooped her cousin into her arms and carried him to the bathroom. She stripped his clothes off and switched the shower on, causing him to let out a small squeal when the cold water hit his body.

"I'm sorry." She gasped and quickly turned the water warmer.

Jack sat down and looked up at Joey with big eyes. Joey smiled at him, her heart stabbing again as she washed him, thinking that if he'd lived, Caleb would be the same age as Jack and she probably would have been doing this every day for her son. She rarely helped out with washing, clothing and feeding Jack, mainly because she was usually busy doing her own thing. She found she enjoyed the time alone with him, getting to know him better. Jack suddenly splashed her and she splashed back.

"Don't start Jack, because I will win. Maybe when you feel better we'll have a proper water fight, okay?"

"Okay" jack agreed eagerly.

Joey let him wash himself and turned to the towel cupboard. With her back to Jack, she stripped down to her underwear and wrapped one of the large towels round her. She then put her hair into a bun, grimacing as she felt the pieces of sick in it. She was grateful for one thing; she'd been around sick a lot during her stint at med school as they worked on hospital wards once a week from the first week. Her sense of smell was a lot sharper but she'd also learnt how to breathe without actually smelling the foul smells, so at least the smell didn't make her want to add to the contents.

"I'm clean now." Jack said.

Joey turned to look at him and noticed he had gone very pale. Acting instinctively, she picked him up and darted into the toilet next door with him, just in time for him to be sick once more. Hayley came in behind them and put a hand on Joey's shoulder.

"Hey, I'll take over. You go clean up. You smell."

Joey grinned and nodded, disappearing into the shower to clean herself. When she came back out, Hayley was carrying jack towards the sofa and she saw Aaron still mopping the hallway floor with disinfectant. She laughed and when he glared up at her, she smirked and moved over to join her aunt and cousin. She put a hand on Jack's head and frowned.

"He has a pretty bad fever. I'm going to the pharmacy, I know what he needs."

Hayley nodded and Joey headed to the store. Ten minutes later she returned to see Aaron out the front mowing the lawn and Hayley handing him a drink. She moved inside and Hayley followed, seeing that Joey was in a medical frame of mind. At that moment, she was a doctor and Jack was her patient. She placed a paracetamol on the counter and crushed it up before adding hot water and lemon to it. Then she added a sachet of a white powder to it and stirred it.

"What was that?" Hayley asked.

"It's a mixture of salt and different ions that replace moisture in the body and prevent dehydration. It's called dioralyte. The paracetamol will help bring his fever down and it will help the aches and pains he probably has. If in an hour he's not improving I'm going to give him another lukewarm shower to break the fever but if that doesn't work, he's going to the ER, okay?"

Hayley looked worried, but one look in Joey's calm, reassuring eyes had her nodding.

"Okay. I trust you Joey."

Joey smiled and moved over to give Jack the drink. At first he spat it out and began to cry but after a lot of coaxing and bargaining, Joey managed to persuade him to drink it and he lay back down, happily sucking on the lollipop she promised him. He soon fell asleep and Joey smiled as she felt his fever had started to go down.

"How is he?" Aaron asked as he came into the house.

"He'll be fine. His fever's broken so now it's best to let him sleep it off."

Hayley walked over and hugged Joey.

"Thank you so much. I had no clue what to do for him."

Joey hugged her aunt back.

"Six months ago, I wouldn't have known either. I read it in one of my textbooks. It was all about how to treat fevers and colds and it had a load about paediatric treatment too. Thank god for having a semi-eidetic memory"

Hayley tilted her head.

"Semi?" she asked.

Joey nodded.

"Yeah, I don't have a completely photographic memory like Spencer, but I do have a memory that if I read, see or hear something I'm really interested in then I remember it in detail. I was told by my lecturer it's known as being semi-eidetic."

Hayley shook her head and Aaron smiled.

"So basically, there will be two young geniuses in the BAU?" she asked.

"No way, Spencer is a lot more intelligent than I am. He's never even studied medicine before yet he knew more facts and figures about certain areas that I didn't know and I've studied it for nearly four years in great detail!"

Aaron laughed and gave her a small slap on the back.

"That's Reid for you. Still, you always have been an extraordinarily talented girl, don't put yourself down."

"I'm not, I'm just saying his brain is double that of mine." Joey answered with a smile.

Hayley smiled at the pair and walked back over to Jack, feeling his forehead and letting out a relieved breath when she felt his temperature was almost back to normal. It was times like that when she was glad for Joey, especially the fact that she was able to remain so calm and collected. Even though Hayley saw the worry cross Joey's face, when the young woman said she knew what to do and explained everything, it was with confidence and reassurance. Hayley could only thank God that her niece had been there to help.

Joey spent the next few minutes picking everything up off the floor that was in her bag. When she picked a sheet off the table, she noticed a letter with her name on it and froze, recognising the writing immediately.

"Hayley? When did this letter arrive?"

"Umm, about an hour before you got back. Is everything okay?" she replied.

"Yeah, it's from Kiya. I was just wandering is all." She quickly lied.

Once she'd gathered everything together, she went up to her room and ripped the letter open.

Joey,

I hope you got my last letter. I asked around and I know you're in DC. Please come home, I really need to see you. I miss you so much.

Mike

Joey snorted as she read the short, blunt letter.

"You miss out on being with me the day you killed my baby." She muttered and threw the letter in the trash.

She lay down on her bed and stared up at the ceiling, reflecting on her life. She was the happiest she'd been in years and there even a possibility something could happen between her and Spencer that would help her to move on. In a few months she would be an FBI agent and she would be starting her first proper job as a medic in the BAU. Life couldn't get any better for her.

So why did she feel a cold, ominous feeling creeping around her heart?