Chapter one

Wincing as sunlight crept through the curtain and into his bedroom, Spencer Reid rolled over pulling the covers with and over his head. He never was a morning person and especially not since he started having these headaches and the morning light started causing him actual pain. He sighed sensing that he was alone in bed, that meant Derek and Clooney were on their morning run which meant that he needed to get up or else he was going to be late.

Lowering the blankets carefully he was happy to find that the light wasn't causing his eyes to feel like they would burst. Sure he still had a dull ache towards the back of his skull but he was used to that by now. As he got up he went to the closet, maybe he would wear something colorful, It seemed like it would be a good day.

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"Spencer?" Morgan called heading up the stairs. "Spence you up yet?" Walking into the bedroom he had to smile, Spencer had nearly half his wardrobe on the bed and was staring at it with a quizzical expression. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to decide what to wear." Spencer gave Derek a look that clearly said 'isn't it obvious'.

"I can see that, but why are you having such a hard time finding something today? Yesterday you barely matched and didn't care."

"There is nothing wrong with what I wore yesterday, and today is different." He knew Morgan was trying to get under his skin and it wasn't going to happen.

"And why is that?" Derek leaned his chin on Spencer's shoulder, having pulled him close from behind.

"Because a day I can think properly without feeling like my head is in a nut cracker is a good day in my book." Spencer explained as he breathed in everything that was Derek, including the not so refreshing stench of sweat.

"Well then" Derek leaned in nuzzling at his husbands neck. "We should celebrate."

Smiling as he remembered all the times He and Derek had 'celebrated' for trivial things he shook his head. "Nope, we already celebrated last night that I didn't burn dinner, which by the way I don't really understand since I've only ever burned it once and if I recall correctly that was your fault."

"Well then maybe we should celebrate the fact that we celebrated." Derek playfully teased, seeing how far he could push.

Laughing outright Spencer pulled Derek's hands of his waist and pushed him towards the bathroom. "Go shower."

"I'm going, I'm going, but I think you should wear your gray button down and a purple shirt, purple suits you really well."

"Thanks" He knew if it was up to Derek he'd never wear any other color, but he was going to take his advice and do just that, now all he needed was to find a pair of slacks.

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"When's your next appointment?" Derek tried to break the silence that they had been driving on as they came to a stop.

Watching as the light turned green Reid distractedly replied, "Tomorrow."

"What are they doing now?" He was almost positive every test that could be, was performed on Spencer.

"A few more x-rays and a facial scan." He shrugged fiddling with the strap on his bag.

"I thought they already put you through a complete series of pictures. I'm starting to think that the techs keep dragging you down there just to get their fill." Derek half teased. Seeing that his attempt at easing Spencer's mind wasn't working he decided it best to try for comfort instead. "Baby I know that things haven't been easy for you lately, and that these headaches have got you scared but I don't want you getting depressed on me."

"Derek-"

"No pretty boy, you need to hear me out, I love you and I know we'll figure things out. You've got some of the best doctors in D.C. taking care of you and I know it's just a matter of time before they find a reason behind your headaches and make them go away. I understand that you think you could possibly be going crazy and I know you think if you do I'll just lock you up and leave but I promise I wont. I'm head over heels crazy in love with you and if you're going crazy too looks like we'll have to move down south and get ourselves a funny farm. Spencer Reid I would rather spend the rest of my life sharing your blissful insanity than spending one single moment without you. So you just keep positive and I swear nothing will happen to you, not while I'm standing guard." Derek finished picking up the back of Spencer's hand and gently kissing it.

"I'm crazy in love with you too Derek Morgan." Spencer leaned in to kiss his cheek, Derek always knew what to say to make him feel better.

"What were you going to say?" Derek had settled their intertwined fingers on his thigh.

"Oh, I just wanted to tell you you missed your turn about five streets back."

"Why didn't you say anything?" They were definitely going to be late now.

"You told me to hear you out." Laughter could clearly be heard in Spencer's voice.

"You're first mate, you're supposed to tell me when we're sailing off course."

"What does missing your turn have to do with sailing a ship?"

Looking over at how brightly his love was smiling he decided to play with it, glad that he had managed to get Spencer to feel better. "Because I'm captain."

"As in Captain Morgan" Spencer was holding his stomach with laughter from the mockingly superior tone Derek had used.

Not believing that he had walked right into that one Derek started laughing too. He would gladly be the butt of some bad jokes if it meant his pretty boy stayed happy.

E/N: I hope that was enough to tide you over until I decide which way this fic is going. I can tell you for certain that it will not be another fic about Reids headaches I'm too hyper and bouncy to get into the detail one of those would need. Thanks for reading and I'm open to ideas, reviews and criticism!