Hey, everyone. Here is the next chapter for you all. I hope you enjoy this chapter. It's a little short but I have to get up early. I did a one shot last night though based on Mr and Mrs Anderson episode. I haven't seen it but I read a recap, besides it's more based around valentine's day and a certain genius. It's sad but if you want something to read, go check it out. Enjoy and I hope to hear from you all.

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Morgan walked into Reid's hospital room to find him laying back against his pillows, a breathing device in his hand. "Are you trying to give us all a heart attack, kid?"

The rest of the team came in behind him, Hotch stepped forward with his arms crossed and a stoic look on his face, a look they all knew meant trouble. "Garcia sent me a message before we arrived, why didn't you tell us you were feeling unwell?"

Bringing the breather away, he looked at Hotch and took a wheezy rasp in. "I didn't...think it...was this bad."

"Reid, you were found unconscious and barely breathing on the front porch, this is serious. You can't shrug this off, you almost died from that virus and you have to start paying attention to your body again. You can't fight off infections like before and you should have told one of us how you were feeling."

Reid went to talk but took another few breaths from the breather first. He looked up. "I didn't...want to...worry you...over nothing."

Garcia put the breather back in his mouth and rubbed circles on his back to help him calm down. "Reid, no more talking, just listen to us," she ordered.

"Spence, this is worrying us, you think you can do things on your own but you have to understand that you need help. We love you and we all feared the worse when the doctor told us about you not breathing well and being found unconscious. The moment you were having trouble with your lungs, you should have told us," JJ sighed unhappily.

"Look at you, Reid," Morgan said, his arms crossed and his eyes flaring with anger. "You can barely breathe or talk. I know you hate feeling like this, I know how full of energy you can be sometimes but you have to learn that what happened with Vincent has changed your life. We almost lost you once and we are not going to lose you again. Till your breathing is better and you are more active, we're going to make sure that someone is with you at all times, you need supervision."

Reid shook his head and brought the breather away. "My life...my decisions...stay on...my own," he wheezed before bring back the breather.

"This isn't up for discussion," Rossi said adamantly. "It is your own life and you're free to make all the decisions you want, except this one. We trusted you to stay unsupervised but you didn't trust enough to tell us when something was wrong. I thought you trusted us."

"I do," he rasped at them. "I'm sorry...okay."

"We know you wouldn't do anything to upset us," Blake smiled gently. "You'll be supervised from now on though."

"Don't bother arguing, kid," Morgan smiled. "You know you won't win."

Two months later

Reid walked down the stairs and made his way to the kitchen, enjoying the new sense of freedom he had since his lungs and muscles had grown stronger. He wasn't ready to run a marathon or even to run around after Henry but he didn't need anyone to help him walk anymore and only used his inhaler when he needed to. Taking the medication wasn't something he would ever be able to stop. The doctors had given him three medications that he would have to take for the rest of his life, something he didn't want to do but knew he had to.

As he made himself a cup of herbal tea, he thought about the marathon that the team was attending with him today. Hotch was running another marathon and they had all promised to meet him at the finish.

Morgan walked into the kitchen and slid a cup to Reid. "I'll have one if you're making some tea."

"You know, you can have coffee, I don't understand why you won't drink it in front of me."

"Since the doctors completely cut it from your diet, I don't think it would be fair on you if I sat in front of you and drank cup after cup of the stuff."

"This is your house, Morgan, drink and eat what you want."

"Just make me a tea, roomie, and stop arguing with me."

Opening the cupboard above him, he stepped aside and pointed to all the boxes inside. "What kind do you want?"

"Is there any kind that Garcia didn't buy?" Morgan chuckled.

"I think she cleared the shelf at the supermarket," Reid laughed before grabbing two boxes, he had to avoid some of the teas as they contained an ingredient that risked him having kidney problems with long use, the rest were fine. He chose green tea for himself and peppermint tea for Morgan. "I've come to like herbal tea, except cranberry. That's disgusting."

"What is it with you and cranberry?" Morgan wondered with a smile.

Reid held his drink in his hand and laughed as he watched a video on Garcia's phone, the marathon had ended and everyone was celebrating at the BBQ for all the racers. Henry and Jack were enjoying their plates of food with Beth and JJ. Hotch had changed into something more casual than his shorts and vest. The sound system was getting set up at the small stage the organisers had set up. He was about talk when a horrible screeching noise filled his ears as the sound system got completed, the piercing noise sending pain through his skull.

"Son of a-" he cried out as the noise finished, he felt a hand on his back and the small muffling sound of a voice. He straightened as looked to find Garcia talking to him, he could barely focus on her voice. The others had come over to him.

"Sweetie, are you okay?" she asked.

"Um, no, that hurt like hell."

"It wasn't that loud, Reid."

"My damn hearing aids amplified it, my head is ringing," he moaned. "I have to take them out."

"Reid, what happened?" Hotch asked as he came over.

"His hearing aids picked up the feedback and amplified it," Garcia explained before he had any chance to say anything. "It really hurt his ears."

"I have to take them out now," Reid shook his head as he brought his hands up and took out his hearing aids. Taking a seat, he rubbed his head and accepted the cup of water that Henry gave to him. He read Henry's lips, his godson wanted to know if he was okay.

"Thanks, Henry, I'm okay. Uncle Spence's hearing aids were very loud and they just hurt his head."

Henry climbed to his lap and rubbed his head, Reid smiled and gave his godson a small hug. "Don't worry, I'm tougher than that."

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