Hey everyone, here is the next chapter for you all. I hope you all enjoy it. Big apologies for not updating last night, I just had one of my feeling bad days that I get sometimes and I was running on about an hour of sleep yesterday. Really sorry again. I hope you enjoy this chapter, it has Emily leaving but I assure you that she will come back by the end of this story. Enjoy and I look forward to hearing from you all.

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One week later

Reid sat on the couch, his breathing wheezy and it was beginning to hurt as he took in each breath. Emily had popped out for a few groceries but he was now regretting his decision not to go with her. He tried his inhaler but found it empty. Rising from the couch, he made his way to his bedroom but lowered himself to his knees when he was breathing became short.

"Reid, I'm back!" Emily called as she came through the front door. He hit his hand against the door and heard her footsteps rush to his room, she walked in and immediately went over to the bedside unit where she grabbed his other inhaler. Coming back, she put the inhaler to his mouth and pressed down. "Breathe in, Reid."

He breathed in and felt the pain in his lungs begin to ease. Emily sat behind him and began to coach him back into a regular rhythm of breathing. With some help, she brought him to his feet and led him back to the couch. "Are you okay?"

He gave her a shaky thumbs up after choosing not speak till he had full control of his breathing again.

Her hand came up to his face and stroked back his hair, tucking it behind his ears. "Oh, Reid, things will get better and you'll be back to normal in no time. Hang on."

She went over to the grocery bags and pulled out a bottled water. He watched as she unscrewed the lid and gave the bottle to him. Slowly, he gulped down the liquid and felt it soothe his burning throat. Bringing the bottle away, he wiped away the moisture with his sleeve. "Thank you, Emily."

"What happened to your breathing? You were fine when I left."

"I went to the kitchen but I just lost control of my breathing, it happens sometimes. It just scares me when it does happen."

"Why did you go into the kitchen? I left you water and snacks before I left."

"I wanted some coffee."

"Spencer Walter Reid, you're only allowed two cups a day and you already had them before I left. The doctor told you to limit your caffeine intake. Did you drink anymore?"

"About half a cup," he admitted.

"I'm letting Garcia loose when she finishes work tonight. She's going to kick your ass."

"I hate this," he said angrily as talking became easier. "I feel sick because of my medication, I lose my balance and I can't eat what I want to eat because I'm afraid of damaging the one kidney I have left. Garcia calls me her frail little bunny for some reason. I just miss being about to jump out of bed, run down the stairs and grab a paper. Since taking the medication, Morgan has to help me out bed in the morning because I'm still drowsy. I love you all but since leaving the hospital I feel like I'm Bambi trying to walk and I hate feeling weak."

"The doctor explained that it would take time for you to get back to normal. I know that all these changes aren't easy but we both know you've gone through a lot worse and come out fighting, don't stop fighting now."

"Okay," he smiled at her. "I'll try not to let you all down."

"You could never let us down," she smiled gently. "I just don't want you to let yourself down."

A few weeks later

Garcia walked with him slowly as they made their way to departures. Emily turned around and prepared to say goodbye to him. He didn't want her to go but Interpol had called her back. He still felt frail, even after weeks of taking his medication and doing some physical therapy.

"I'm going to miss you," she smiled sadly. "I've loved spending time with you all again."

"We're going to miss you too," Garcia said, her eyes tearing up. "Oh, why can't you stay?"

"London is calling for my wonderful mind," she chuckled. "I'll visit soon, I promise and we'll talk on Skype."

Emily hugged Garcia before coming away and walking over to Reid. "I want you to call me every week and let me know how you are doing."

"I will," he nodded. "Thank you for looking after me. I'm going to really miss you."

"Come here," she said as she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him. "I'm going to miss you too. Stay safe and listen to what Garcia tells you to do. I'll be furious if I find out you sneak any more coffee."

"I wish you didn't have to go."

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon. You can't keep me away for long."

Two weeks later

Morgan stared at the empty jet seat, he missed Reid not working with them all. For the last two weeks, Reid had managed to stay alone without any problems. He just couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong today though and was happy to be heading home. He brought out his phone and dialled Reid's cellphone. He waited for an answer and felt relief as he heard the call get answered. "Hello," a woman's voice came down the phone.

Morgan immediately frowned. "Who is this? Where is Reid?"

"My name is Dr Rosalyn, Spencer Reid got brought into the hospital two hours ago after he was found unconscious on his porch by a mailman. He's experiencing breathing difficulties which I believe is due to an infection in his lungs. Is there anyone who can come down here? He's going to need a few days in the hospital."

"Um, yeah, I can have someone sent down. Is he okay? How bad is his breathing?"

"We're giving him oxygen and we're beginning a course of IV antibiotics to combat the infection."

Rossi walked over to him. "Is everything okay?"

Morgan held up his finger telling him to wait for a moment. "Just tell him that someone is on their way to sit with him. Please call us if anything happens."

He hung up the phone and looked up to Rossi. "How long till we get back home?"

"About an hour and a half, why?"

"The mailman found Reid unconscious on the porch, he's been rushed into hospital with breathing difficulties. The doctors are giving him oxygen and antibiotics, they think there is an infection on his lungs."

"I'll tell Hotch, we'll all go to the hospital when we land."

"I'm going to call Garcia and have her go to the hospital, I don't want Reid to stay on his own."

Garcia rushed past the two people blocking the elevator and made her way to the desk. She asked the nurse where he was and got promptly directed to a room down the corridor.

"Oh, baby boy," she cooed sadly as she walked into the room. Her eyes took in the IV's connected to him, the heart monitor and something in his hand which was cold and connected to another machine. "What is that?"

"It's helping him breathe," a voice came from the door. "Sorry, I'm Doctor Rosalyn, I'm in charge of Spencer's care. We didn't want to put him on a ventilator and we became worried he wasn't getting enough oxygen. The breather allows him to breathe easier and allows more oxygen to reach his lungs."

"Why are his lungs like this?"

"He has a serious infection and I'm surprised he didn't come in sooner."

Garcia turned to him. "Reid, how long have you been having trouble?"

"A week," the doctor answered. "I had a word with him before you arrived."

"Thought...it...was just...a cough," Reid wheezed before he put his mouth around the breather and took a deep breath in.

"I'm so not baking you anymore cupcakes," Garcia said angrily. "You can't do this, Reid. You know your lungs are frail since the virus."

Reid went to speak but Garcia put the breather back in his mouth. "Don't you dare argue with me, Spencer Reid. I'm not happy with you."

She turned to the doctor. "How long will he be here?"

"A few days."

"His team is on the way to see him, you spoke to one on the phone I believe."

"Yes, I didn't get his name though."

"His name is Derek Morgan and trust me, he's going to have some very strong words to say to Spencer."

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