Love, Infatuation & Mistrust Chapter : 1

(Starting somewhere during Season 4 *after anthrax attack* )

A/N: This is my first real story. I do not own criminal minds nor their characters, only the ones I make up. Also... Is this a JJ/Reid story?/ Who knows... You have to read to find out. (JJ might have some competition for all those JJ/Reid lovers...)

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Spencer Reid woke up in a cold sweat. He looked to his left where the alarm clock was sitting on the nightstand, and read 3:17 a.m. Taking deep breaths, Spencer lazily rolled over trying to go back to sleep. After fifteen minutes of attempting, Reid knew that sleep wouldn't come. He groaned and climbed out of bed. He turned on the light in his room, and then unplugged his night light. Reid walked straight to the kitchen to get the coffee pot to start brewing. Spencer knew that it was going to be a long tiring day. Reid sat at his small table as his thoughts drifted back to his nightmare.

Spencer looked around. He could hear crying, but he didn't know who or where it was coming from. He walked towards the sound and saw a baby. He couldn't tell if it was a girl or boy, but as soon as he picked up the baby, it smiled. Spencer could feel himself smiling as the baby reached out and pulled on some of his hair. Suddenly, the baby went limp and began to turn blue. Spencer's smile suddenly faded as he realized the baby was dying. Reid dropped to the floor and started CPR and then he heard footsteps behind him. He figured it would be the paramedics. But then a gunfire sounded and the baby was shot in the head. Spencer screamed as he fell backwards away from the angelic baby that was now covered in blood. Spencer looked up towards the enemy, but realized that he couldn't see the tormentor's face. "You can't protect the ones you love. It was dead the minute, your lives intertwined," the unknown subject said. His voice was deep, but feminine. It was undeterminable. "What? Why did you kill this baby?" Spencer asked. The unknown subject laughed, "I didn't kill this baby. You did!" Spencer looked down and saw the gun in his hands. He saw the hand marks around the baby's neck and once again he screamed, dropping the gun. The unknown being kneeled behind a hyperventilating Spencer, and darkly said, "Once you've known the gift of a child, you'll do everything in your power to protect it. Even if it's from you!" Spencer looked at the side of the face. He still couldn't determine the perpetrator. "What do you mean?" Spencer asked innocently. Suddenly the being vanished, but a voice all too familiar came to his ears. "A mother knows, Spencer. A mother knows." Spencer quickly turned around and saw his mother laying in a coffin. Spencer got up and walked closer to the body, trembling. He saw his mother, she also had hand marks around her neck. Her dead blue eyes that once shined bright are now void. Spencer grabbed the gun with shaking hands and began to cry. He took off the safety and put the barrel of the gun in his mouth. His finger on the trigger, he heard his mother laugh saying, "You deserve this!" He pulled the trigger and all he heard was a loud BANG!

Spencer could feel the tears travel down his cheeks as he returned back to reality. The smell of coffee was now repulsive to him. Feeling his stomach doing somersaults, he ran into the bathroom and threw up. When he was finished, he flushed the toilet and sat on the bathroom floor. After about an hour of sitting on the cold tiled floor, Reid fell asleep.

He woke up when he heard a familiar beeping sound off in the distance. Realizing that it was his alarm, Reid slowly made his way to the bedroom. He looked at the clock and saw that it was 7:40 a.m.. All the grogginess in Spencer dissipated at that moment. He ran into the bathroom did what he had to do, stripped and jumped into the cold shower. Spencer knew he needed to be careful since his lungs were still healing from the anthrax scare, but he knew his job was more important. Spencer ran out of the shower, quickly drying himself off, and put on his sweater vest and black slacks for the job. He would normally wear his khakis, but he didn't have the time to actually iron them. Spencer decided to skip the coffee as it still made him nauseous at the moment. He ran out of his apartment and quickly called a cab. He would normally walk or catch the subway, but today he was running late. He looked at his watch and saw that he only had five minutes left till he was officially late. In two minutes time, the cab pulled up to the entrance of the building. Reid threw a fifty at the driver, slightly in thanks for breaking the speed limit, and ran into the building. Breathing heavily from his weakened lungs, he made it to the bullpen. Morgan turned and saw how Reid looked and rose an eyebrow. Emily looked up with the same curiosity. "Morning Reid, nice to see you," Prentiss called out concerned. Morgan nodded also saying, "Yeah Pretty Boy, Good morning." Reid just nodded and walked off into the men's restroom. Morgan looked up and saw that Hotch and Rossi were watching the whole encounter. Hotch nodded to Morgan, and Morgan walked into the restroom after Reid. "Reid," Morgan called out to inform Reid that he was in there. Morgan looked at the small couch that lined up at the wall and saw Reid sitting there, using his inhaler. Morgan could tell, that Reid was in slight pain. "Hey, Reid. You okay man?" Morgan asked sitting next to Reid. "Yeah," Reid said quietly. "Are you under control? Do you need anything?" Morgan asked ready to help the man he felt as a little brother. Reid took a deep breath only wincing slightly. "No. No thank you, Morgan. I'm fine," Reid said a bit louder this time. Reid looked up and into Morgan's eyes. Reid could tell Morgan wanted an explanation. "I ran up six flights of stairs despite the doctor's advice, so now I had to use an inhaler to get my breathing back to normal. Nothing major. I didn't want to be late." Reid got up and walked towards the mirror. Reid noticed that he looked deathly pale, and the dark circles around his eyes got even darker. Reid sighed and turned around facing Morgan. "You ready to go back? It might seem suspicious if we are in here longer than normal," Reid smiled slightly as Morgan's jaw dropped. Morgan chuckled slightly, patting Reid on the shoulder saying, "Kid you surprise me sometimes."

When Morgan and Reid approached the bullpen together, they both had smiles on their faces. "Morgan a word?" Hotch called out. Morgan clasped Reid on his shoulder one last time and walked away.

Inside Hotch's office, Hotch gestured for Morgan to sit down. Once Morgan sat, Hotch started the questioning, "What's wrong with Reid?" Morgan looked at his hands and said, "When I went into the restroom, he was taking his inhaler. Apparently his lungs are still weak from the anthrax attack. He said he ran up six flights of stairs just so he wouldn't be late. Hotch, man, maybe Reid needs some time off so he can heal properly." Morgan looked into Hotch's eyes. Hotch, as usual didn't show any emotion. "Okay, Morgan, I'll ask him if he wants time off, but I can't force him." Morgan nodded and stood up to leave. When Morgan walked back to his desk he threw a paper ball at Prentiss, who in turn threw it right back. Reid watched the ordeal unfold, but saw JJ staring at him from the break room. He looked in her direction and pulled a small smile. He still couldn't wrap his head around the dream, but maybe the dream was about JJ, in a way. JJ smiled back at him and she waved at him to come. Careful not to mess with his stomach, he got up. He walked over to JJ and said, "Hey JJ." JJ smiled and walked towards the coffee pot. "Hey Spence, enjoying the show?" JJ asked. Spencer looked back at the paper war that had started and smiled, "Yeah. I am." JJ giggled at Reid's curiosity towards the paper ball war. "How's life going on outside of work?" JJ asked innocently. JJ knew she would always love Reid in a way, but she had Henry. She knew Reid was shy and embarrassed after their first date, but she didn't think he would never ask her out again. Truth is, she never got over him, but she found a way to keep him near, and that was by making him the godfather of Henry. "Um, you know, pretty good, I guess. What about yours? How's Henry and Will?" Spencer replied. "My life is improving. Henry has been crying for you for a while now. Will, um, he's pretty good. I think he is bored since he doesn't do much now," JJ gave an exasperated laugh. Reid looked at JJ quizzically, "How can he be bored? He has you and Henry. That doesn't make much sense, but tell Henry I'll be visiting him soon. Now is probably not the best time though." Reid looked down. He would like to visit Henry, but not if he might be coming down with something. "Why can't you visit him tonight?" JJ asked while she poured herself a cup of coffee. The smell reached Reid's olfactory senses. Reid tried to suppress the urge to gag, but he knew he was running out of time. "Spence?" JJ called noticing how Reid's face became paler by the second. Spencer turned and ran straight to the male's restroom, gaining the attention of Morgan, Emily, Hotch and Rossi. Garcia came out of her bubble noticing how quiet the bullpen's gotten. "What's wrong?" Penelope asked. Morgan and Hotch started walking towards the restroom. "We're about to find out Baby girl," Morgan said as he passed her. Hotch and Morgan walked into the restroom where they could hear retching from the farthest stall. Morgan and Hotch shared a brief concerned look before they pushed open the stall. "Kid," Morgan called out to the boy hoping to gain Spencer's attention. "Spencer," Hotch also called out. Spencer kept on retching for a good five minutes before he flushed the toilet and responded. "Yes?" Reid's voice was hoarse as his throat was burning from the stomach acid. "Are you sick?" Hotch asked kneeling down to face Reid. "No, I'm not, actually. I feel fine now," Reid said hoping that his boss and Morgan would leave him alone. Suddenly, his stomach began to flip and he began to retch again. This time Hotch rubbed small circles on Reid's back, trying to comfort his ailing agent. "Kid, I think you are sick," Morgan quipped. "Morgan get JJ, and ask her if she would be okay taking Reid home, please," Hotch said glancing over to Morgan. "Sure!" Morgan practically ran out ready to help. Although he would prefer to take Reid home, he knew Hotch wanted to talk to him later.

Morgan stepped outside the bathroom to find the girls there, hearing Reid's painful whimpers from inside the bathroom. "Oh! My poor baby!" Garcia practically cried. She was always worried about her teammates, but Reid was particularly vulnerable. "Baby girl, he is just sick," Morgan said as they heard another painful whimper come out of the restroom. "Sounds painful," Emily stated. "Well he hasn't eaten anything I suppose, nothing came out. His throat must be on fire," Morgan said, trying his best to hide his concern. "Is Spence going to be okay?" JJ questioned. She was having a hard time trying to keep herself from going into that bathroom and holding Reid. "I don't know, but Hotch told me to ask you to take him home," Morgan informed her. "Yes, I will do that!" JJ quipped, "Just let me know when he is ready, I'll get his bag." JJ stalked off to go pack up his things, and get her purse. Fifteen minutes later, Spencer and Aaron Hotchner walked out of the bathroom. Reid looked weak on the legs as Hotch helped him walk. JJ came as soon as Morgan told her. "JJ, I know you have more pressing things to do, but can you also make sure Reid eats, and stay hydrated?" Hotch asked. "I do not have anything else that is more important. Henry has Will, so he will be fine," JJ told Hotch while glancing at Reid. "Thank you, JJ, the rest of the team will visit so you can have time for yourself, okay?" Hotch said quickly. "Yeah, okay," JJ said taking Reid away from Hotch. Morgan saw JJ taking Reid and ran up to them. "I'll help you get him to the car, okay?" Morgan subtly demanded. JJ smirked and nodded her head, as she and Morgan helped Reid out of the building. Once in the car, Morgan couldn't help but ask JJ to keep him updated on Reid. JJ agreed and drove off. 'I've never seen Reid this quiet, except for the Hankel case,' JJ thought quietly. She looked over at Reid to see him fast asleep. 'Now, I know why,' JJ mused with a slight smile on her delicate features. Suddenly her smile turned into a grimace when she heard Spencer whimper slightly in his sleep. 'Bad dream?' JJ questioned inwardly. Soon she reached the parking lot to Reid's complex. "Spence?" JJ called slightly nudging him. Spencer didn't wake. "Spence!" JJ called out louder, causing the young man to wake with a startled expression. "What's wrong?" JJ asked as she sat there in the car staring at him in wonder. "Um, nothing. Just… a, um, bad dream. It's nothing really," Spencer said as he opened the door and stepped out. JJ quickly got out to help him. "JJ, I appreciate your help, but I'm not an paraplegic. I don't want you to strain yourself trying to half carry me. I got this," Spencer said lightly hoping to keep the woman from over working. JJ smiled slightly. 'Ever the perfect gentlemen,' JJ thought. They quietly walked up the stairs and Spencer unlocked the front door. "I'm going to stay for a while, is that okay?" JJ asked trying to look as innocent as possible. Spencer blushed slightly and looked down. "If it's not to much trouble," Spencer replied shyly. JJ felt her heart tug a little, but remembered that she had Will now. Although Henry loves Reid, JJ needs the boy's father. "Um, have a seat," Spencer said as he realized that JJ was standing there. JJ sat beside Reid and looked at him. 'Why didn't he ask me out again?' JJ thought dryly. "Um, are you hungry?" JJ asked. Spencer suppressed a gag at the mention of food. "Um, no not really. I guess my stomach doesn't want food. If anything I'm tired," Reid said as he yawned. JJ nodded and got up and walked to the kitchen. She opened his fridge and noticed the lack of food. "Spence, where is the food?" JJ asked curiously. Reid jumped up, but instantly regretted it. He head began to swim and he began to sway. He closed his eyes to get out of the haze, and focused on the far wall. "Spence?" JJ called. "Um, I haven't been doing much shopping lately. Since the cases were close together, and the last case, I spent my time in a hospital," Spencer said slowly walking towards the kitchen. "I think I have yogurt somewhere in here though,"Spencer said as he searched his cabinets. "Uuuummmm, Here!" Spencer grabbed the yogurt can and opened it, revealing a moldy substance that had grown over weeks. "Spence, you were supposed to refrigerate it!" JJ said sternly, "I care enough about you to say this isn't how you're supposed to live."

Spencer sighed and set the old yogurt down. "JJ I've been taking care of myself since I was ten. I think I know how to take care of myself by now. Like I said earlier, I'm not even hungry. You don't have to stay, but if you choose to, then please understand that whenever I have time to go grocery shopping, I will," Spencer said with conviction. Spencer didn't like to told that he wasn't taking good care of himself. It makes him feel vulnerable, like he is turning into his mother who sometimes forgot to eat without her meds. JJ stared at him. Reid could see the hurt in her eyes because of his words. "JJ," He began,"I'm sorry. I'm just cranky, and tired. I would like it if you would stay. It's just that you made me feel like I was my mom," Spencer said with a tear traveling down his face, "I understand if you do want to leave though. I would if I were you." Spencer was about to turn around, but JJ grabbed his hand and pulled him into her embrace. "It's okay, Spence," JJ said as she rubbed his back. Spencer buried his face at the crook of her neck and cried gently. He thought about the dream before he came to work. Then when he fell asleep in the car, the dream was happening all over again. His anger at the man or woman who in turn manipulated him to kill himself, was coming out with his tears. But for all JJ knew, he was crying because he was sick. Not from all the emotions that dream stirred up. 'Sometimes I wish I had someone who I could talk about these dreams with. Not someone like Morgan, someone more intimate. That would never happen though. I am just a walking computer. Who would want me?' This thought brought Spencer to tears once again. JJ stood there comforting him. 'If only he knew how much I loved him, then maybe he would have asked me out again, but maybe he wasn't as into me as I was into him. Well, although I never imagined myself falling for a guy like Spence, when I got to know him, I found that there was so much to love,' JJ thought. Finally the tears stopped and Spencer awkwardly pulled out of the hug and blushed. "Sorry," Spencer mumbled. "Look, Spence. You are one of my most favorite people in the world. Believe me when I say you don't have to apologize for crying on my shoulder. Now sit down on that couch while I make a phone call," JJ demanded with a small smile. She pulled out her phone and dialed Morgan. After the third ring, Morgan picked up.

"What's going on JJ?" Morgan asked throughout the phone. JJ could hear his worry as if she was next to him.

"He doesn't have any food, here. At all, just coffee, and I guess you can say water from the sink," JJ said exasperatingly.

"You can't be serious!" Morgan practically yelled through the phone, "He knows the statistics of not eating properly. He could die or end up in the hospital. When was the last time he ate?!"

"Well according to his fridge, the last time he ate was when we all got dinner after he was released from the hospital, and according to this moldy yogurt, he hasn't been shopping for food in a while," JJ said while looking through the cabinets.

"Well, I'll go pick up some food, any preferences?" Morgan asked calming down slightly although he really want to back-hand Reid.

"Yes! I think some soup would be nice. Try to stay away from foods that can mold, since he doesn't shop often," JJ said as she thought about how Reid would never go shopping until he was completely void of any food.

"Alright me and Hotch are gunna bring the groceries. Is he asleep?" Morgan asked.

"No. He bursted out in tears not to long ago, so he might fall asleep in-"

"Why was he crying JJ?" Morgan cut in.

"I'm not completely sure Morgan, he didn't exactly tell me," JJ said.

"Oh. Okay, well, I'll see you there," Morgan said as he hung up the phone.

JJ closed the phone and walked to where Reid sat. She noticed he was slumped over. She smiled when she saw that Spencer was fast asleep. JJ got up and decided to actually look around. Reid's apartment was not too small, but not too big like Morgan's apartment. There were bookshelves along every wall, and each were overflowing with books. There were books stacked up in the corners of the living room. No pictures of family and friends. She walked down the small hallway and into the guest bedroom. "I guess just in case his mom has to come," JJ thought out loud. There were also bookshelves along the wall, but they weren't overflowing. "I'm guessing he keeps this room the neatest." She walked out and into his bedroom. She noticed the were more bookshelves and overflowing books. This time, though, there was a picture of his mom. Right next to that was a picture of the team when Elle and Gideon was around, and another when Prentiss and Rossi came, but Gideon and Elle left. JJ smiled at the small sentiment. There was a desk in the far corner and there were papers neatly organized along the desk. JJ walked over and noticed they were letters for his mom. Although there was one letter in an envelope that didn't belong. This one was to be sent to Los Angeles. Then JJ got the message, Lila Archer. JJ felt a tinge of anger when she thought about how Lila just forced herself upon Spence, her Spence, trying to get him to have sex with her. JJ didn't like the fact of sharing Spencer with anyone, although she knows she shouldn't act like that. Spencer deserves to be happy. JJ walked away from the desk so she can leave those emotions. She walked towards the bathroom. It was spotless. Everything had a place and no streaks were on the mirror, or doors of the shower. The bathtub was also spotless, but she could tell, he barely if ever took a bath. "Must be a shower guy," JJ stated. Then an idea popped into her head. "I'll draw him a bath!" JJ quietly exclaimed. She ran into Spencer's bedroom, and began to pull out items that would help keep him warm, but not too warm, in case he gets a fever. She grabbed his purple boxers, which made her giggle, and some mismatched socks. She grabbed a plain set of sweat pants and and matching sweat shirt. She grabbed a towel, washcloth and folded it. She walked with the clothing in her hands. She placed them neatly on the sink. JJ went to fetch her purse from the living room. She grabbed her lavender bubble bath soap, and oil and went back to the bathroom. She always carried these items just in case there was an emergency case. She plugged the drain and turned on the water to a heated temperature, because she knew Reid loved hot showers. She poured some of the bubble bath and oil and watch as the foam began to grow. She went back to her bag quickly, and grabbed the bath salt rocks. She decided that it would add to the comfort, and she knew Reid could could use comfort. She poured some into the tub and smiled. The bath tub was steaming and the lavender smell was coming from the tub. She put her oil, soap, and rocks in the cabinet, because she knew Reid would enjoy the bath. She got up, and went to the living room, and nudged Spencer awake. It was three o' clock in the afternoon, but she figured that since he's sick, he might feel dirty, so he'd probably want another bath. "Mmm," Spencer said, not quite wanting to wake up. JJ smiled. She thought he looked cute. She nudged him again and he looked up slowly. "Yes?" Spencer asked hoping she would let him go back to sleep. "Come on," She grabbed him by the shoulders and helped him up. He was stumbling as he walked, and she wondered if he would be able to take a bath. "In here!" JJ said as she showed him her creation. Spencer had a small smile, mainly appreciating the gesture. "Thanks, JJ," Spencer said as he turned to face her. He was actually quite dizzy, and his stomach started doing flips again. He dropped his knees and began to heave at the toilet. She frowned and rub small circles into her back, and spoke sweetly to him. When he finished he flushed the toilet and began to unbutton his shirt. JJ stood there knowing that he would want her to leave, but she knew he was having trouble. "Spence, let me help you," JJ said quietly. To her surprise, Spencer did. He wasn't embarrassed because he was so sick. This had JJ worried. When she finally undid his shirt, He mumbled, "Thanks." JJ knew Spencer wouldn't be able to get undressed by himself and her motherly instincts were kicking in. She helped him stand up and leaned him against the wall. She undid his shoes and threw them in the hallway. She gently took his socks off and threw them in a small basket by the door. 'At least his feet don't smell like Will's. In fact his feet smells damn good!' JJ thought with a smile, but she knew she shouldn't think because she didn't want Spencer to feel uncomfortable. She knew she would have to tell Hotch that Spencer is sick to the point he let her undress him, as he dazed off. JJ began to undo his pants, Spencer still stared off in the distance. She pulled his pants down and gently helped him step out of it. She knew that his boxers were last. She really didn't want to invade his inter most privacy, so she turned him to face the tub and she stood behind him. She looked up as she found the waist band and pulled it down. JJ kind of liked the feeling of his soft skin, but she quickly put that thought to the side. She guided him to the large bathtub, and gently sat him down. That's when Spencer drew out of his haze, and he blushed heavily as he noticed that she was standing there and helped him undress. "Don't worry, I didn't see anything. I turned you around and I looked up," JJ smiled that sweet smile and blushed a little bit. "Here is your towel, and soap. Scrub up," JJ said as she handed Spencer the towel and soap. She turned and grabbed his clothes that were scattered along the floor and put them in the basket. She picked up the basket, but stopped when she heard a silent, "Thank you, JJ." JJ turned and smiled, "You know I love you Spence, so no problem," JJ said as she walked out of the bathroom. To pass up time, JJ decided to watch a movie for thirty minutes, but got bored, so she decided to clean.

As she was tidying up the living room, although it was already spotless, the doorbell rang. She quickly walked over to the door, and opened it revealing her two co-workers with grocery bags. "How is he?" Morgan asked scanning the room for his ailing friend. "He was pretty out of it," JJ admitted. "What do you mean by 'out of it'?" Hotch asked, his stern gaze penetrating through JJ's eyes. JJ didn't know what to say. She thought she could tell them, but she knew that Reid would prefer this to be a secret. He would be embarrassed if she told their boss, or coworker, that she had to help him undress. "Um, he dazed out for a while, and had a anger flash," JJ said quickly turning around to make some coffee. "Oh, JJ I got the groceries!" Morgan walked over placing the groceries on the counter top. "What the hell is that?" Morgan said looking at something green, grey, and fuzzy in a bowel. Hotch walked over to look at it too. JJ smiled a bit and said, "That was almost Reid's lunch." Morgan's jaw dropped in disbelief. "You've got to be kidding me! Hotch, can people really eat moldy shits like that?" Morgan asked. Hotch opened his mouth to speak but was beat when a voice said, "Actually even in refrigerated areas, moist foods like yogurt can develop mold. Scraping off the mold does not solve the problem. In hard cheeses, mold and bacteria often do not penetrate inside the cheese, allowing you to trim off the moldy area, but with a soft food like yogurt, mold and bacteria can accumulate throughout. Not all the harmful bacteria will be visible. Aside from ruining the taste of yoghurt, mold can cause health problems if ingested. Certain molds may lead to allergic reactions or respiratory complications. Other molds may lead to the creation of poisonous mycotoxins. These substances can lead to an upset stomach and make you sick." Everyone turned to look at a flushed Dr. Spencer Reid. "Hey, kid," Derek greeted him softly. "Hi M'rgan," Spencer Yawned, "Hi, Hotch." Spencer walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. He was not visible to his three coworkers, which Derek didn't like. "Why would he think about eating moldy yogurt knowing that it would do that to him?" Morgan asked looking between Hotch and JJ. "Maybe, he just likes the taste?" JJ offered. "Or maybe this is a form of self harm," Hotch said glancing into the living room for any sign of his ailing agent.

"But, Reid wouldn't do that, right? He wouldn't!" Morgan said trying to keep calm. "We don't know Morgan," Hotch said stoically. "Well, I'm about to find out," Morgan said as he walked into the living room. JJ and Hotch followed close behind. Morgan's eyes fell upon a dazed Spencer Reid. "Kid. Reid!" Spencer jumped at the loudness of the voice. "Huh?" Reid asked still slightly dazed. "Why would you eat moldy yogurt?" Morgan asked softly, but stern. "Um, I was hungry? Well, I wasn't, but it wouldn't faze me," Reid said with another yawn. "Reid you said it yourself, that moldy yogurt could cause health problems," Morgan said raising his eyebrows. JJ and Hotch briefly shared a glance, confirming their worry to the young agent's mental state. "Well, Morgan, my reasons are valid, but I don't feel like speaking of them. I just want to sleep," Reid said whilst leaning his body towards the arm rest. "Pretty boy, we're worried, okay? We don't want you to hurt yourself," Morgan said gently. Reid stared at Morgan for a good ten seconds before sighing. "My mom, would run out of food. She would sometimes refuse for us to eat anything that was bought. So, she made sure we ate the spoiled food, to ensure that the government wasn't trying to poison us, okay? I have built a tolerance for it." Morgan nodded and backed away as he noticed Reid's eyes were closed.

"You, see? His attitude is a bit different. I don't think he completely realizes what he is doing," JJ said sadly. "Did he drink anything recently?" Hotch asked stepping closer to feel Reid's temperature. "He's burning up, JJ," Hotch admitted. "JJ. I thought you were watching him?" Morgan said with disdain. "I was, he mainly slept. He took a shower and that is all. It's not like I would barge in on him whilst taking a shower in hopes that he would actually drink water I gave him!" JJ practically yelled and stormed off to Reid's bedroom.

JJ's shouting woke Reid up almost instantly. Reid noticed the fierce look JJ was giving Morgan and watched as an oblivious Hotch grabbed Morgan towards the far corner, their backs facing Reid. Reid got up slowly and walked to his bedroom, where he could hear JJ sniffling. He opened the door and walked in. "Go away!" JJ said quietly, not quite finding her voice. "I would if it wasn't my room, you know?" Reid respond with a small smile. JJ looked up in shock and quickly ran over to him, pushing him on the bed. "Spence, how are you feeling?" JJ asked while wiping the tears away from her eyes. "The question should be how are you feeling?" Reid looked at JJ expectantly. "I'm honestly upset Spence," JJ said looking down. "Why?" Spencer asked with childlike innocence that the whole team loved. "Because you have a fever, Spence. I should've noticed. Derek was right! I should've noticed and gave you some water! I'm so stupid," JJ sighed defeatedly. "JJ, you are not stupid, and it isn't your job to take care of a grown man. I appreciate the gesture, but I'm almost twenty eight. You have Henry and Will. I refuse to take you away from your family, okay? You're like my best friend. One of my only friends that I could go to after work. I don't want to lose you," Spencer smiled shyly. JJ pulled him into a tight embrace.

Hotch was reprimanding Morgan. Morgan was upset that JJ, being a mother, wouldn't know to check for a fever. Morgan knew he was being irrational, and perhaps Reid was being stubborn at the time. Morgan felt bad that he had blamed JJ for Reid having a fever. When Hotch and Morgan turned, they were surprised to see that there was no Reid. They walked down the hallway and heard voices. The first one was JJ, but the second one sounded a bit strained. Then they realized that it was Reid. Morgan gently knocked on the door. "Come in," they heard JJ call. Morgan frowned when he saw Reid's flushed appearance, but didn't look into JJ's eyes. When Hotch placed a hand on Morgan's shoulder, Morgan knew that he needed to apologize. "JJ, I'm sorry," Morgan said knowing that he would have to make it up to JJ. "I forgive you, Morgan," JJ said with a smile. "Spence, was right about a couple of things and enlightened me."

Morgan looked between Reid and JJ. He knew they were close, but he was surprised to see Spencer leaning onto her like it was the most natural thing. Morgan could tell that Hotch was surprised, even though his face didn't show it. "Okay, Reid, how are you feeling," Hotch demanded passive aggressively. Reid could tell Hotch was asking him, but his tone demanded an answer. As Reid opened his mouth, his stomach-for what felt like the hundredth time that day-flipped. Spencer got up and ran to the bathroom and began heaving. Spencer knew there was nothing left in his body that could be expelled as the nauseating pain took over. Spencer felt small circles rubbing against his back and someone patting his hair. As Reid fell back, the comforting stopped. When Spencer looked up, he could see concerned looked being passed between his co-workers. "Guys?" Spencer croaked quietly."It's okay Spence," JJ smiled reassuringly. "We need to get him to a hospital, he's starting to throw up blood," Hotch said. "I…up.. car." Was all Spencer could hear as he fell out of consciousness.