Love, Infatuation & Mistrust Chapter : 2
(Starting Around Season 4)
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A/N: Truth is, i have been working on this story for a few months and had just been editing the chapters. I happy for my review! ^.^ they're the reason why I posted the next chapter already! This story will not be 100% Cannon. The team will still go through their problems as in CM, but I have to put a little twist in how these problems are handled. This chapter introduces a couple new characters, so there is a lack of our favorite team members. They will be on and off during the first 10-15 chapters, until I am able to find them a place! You will understand as the story progresses. Mature themes are in this story as well, soooooo yeaaa. My bad! I decided to add more detail for visionary reasons.. IDK i learned that in english and decided to FINALLY apply it. If there is anything that is about "chaka chakaing" then I will post a warning! Bare with me, this is my first story, and thank you!
(I don't own CM or their characters! Only Dr. Romanov, and Cameron...So far :) ...)
Spencer slowly woke up with the sounds of endless beeping noises and bright lights. He felt a massive headache coming on, but he knew it was nothing compared to the ache in his entire body. Reid groaned and slowly sat up. He looked around and could tell he was alone. 'They hate you. You disgust them. You're just like your mother. You deserve this!' Spencer's mind screamed at him as he felt the tears fall from his eyes. He could still hear the voice from his dream telling him how he deserved to die. Spencer wasn't always suicidal and he was mainly content with life, but sometimes if he lets his mind wonder, he believes that he deserves to die since he is nothing but a human computer, unlovable. There was knock on the door, and Spencer quickly wiped his tears away and said, "Come in." He looked at the floor as the Doctor walked in "Hey there, Spencer. Is it okay if I could call you that?" The Doctor asked. Spencer looked up into the light brown eyes of a beautiful woman. "You are my very first Patient, so let me know if you are ever uncomfortable and if there is any way I could make your stay better," She said smiling sweetly. Spencer forgot to breathe.
He merely nodded as she began to speak again, "I'm Dr. Romanov and I'm sure you will be hearing this question all day. How are you feeling?" Dr. Romanov smiled sweetly, and Spencer could feel his heart speed up. "Um, I-I am g-good?" Spencer said it more as a question. Dr. Romanov tried to hide her laughter. His heart monitor was speeding up, but he failed to realize. "Are you sure Spencer?" She asked stepping closer, getting ready to check his vitals. She smiled when Spencer blushed and looked down. "Yeah," His voice was quiet. She knew Spencer was in pain, and that he tried to hide it. "What is wrong with me," Spencer managed to get the courage to ask the doctor. "Well, it seems, you have caught some flu bug, from somewhere. Apparently your immune system is down. Do you know why? You must have been sick with something before, but it wasn't listed in your files. We can't help you heal if you're hiding something from us," Dr. Romanov place a tender hand on Spencer's shoulders. He blushed as he thought about telling her of the anthrax infection. "Um, I need to ask my boss. It was classified information." Spencer slowly looked up. Her caring light brown eyes penetrated his hazels eyes. He could feel the intensity of her stare. It made him feel warmer and complete. "I understand. Do you want to call him, or would you prefer me to call him? He told me to call him if anything changes with you. Your team had to go on a consult. I had to send Penelope home, because she looked dead tired," Dr. Romanov chuckled slightly at the mental image. Spencer liked the way she slightly rambled. Maybe not as bad as him, but she was up there. "Um, I would like for you to call him. Only if you truly don't mind, and I understand," Spencer smiled slightly at her. 'He is so adorable,' Dr. Romanov thought, 'I wonder why he is so shy?'
"No problem Spencer. Any questions?" She asked sweetly, hoping he would. She actually enjoyed her first patient and she wanted to learn as much as possible. "Um, y-yeah, actually I do," Spencer said as he looked at the floor pattern. He looked up and saw her nodding him to go on with an encouraging smile. "How long am I staying here?" Spencer asked. "You can leave tomorrow afternoon if all goes well, Spencer," She said sweetly. "Oh that's great, and I'm your first patient?" Spencer asked with intense curiosity.
Dr. Romanov laughed. "Yes, Spencer you are, but I will understand if you want a Doctor with more experience. I graduated from medical school a few months ago, you know it took a while to figure out what I wanted to do. I'm turning Twenty-eight in a few weeks," Dr. Romanov smiled shyly this time and looked down. She hoped he didn't want a different doctor. "Actually I'm happy with you, don't worry, we all learn somewhere," Spencer smiled, "But why did I throw up blood?" Spencer also questioned with . Romanov was silent before she flipped through her chart. "You're team jumped on me about that," She said as she continued to scan the paperwork. "We ran a bunch of test, but you had a Mallory-Weiss tear in your esophagus," Dr. Romanov stated. "That's understanding," Spencer said thoughtfully. His eyes brightened up as he thought of her name. "Are you of Russian descent?" Spencer questioned with curiously. Dr. Romanov smiled brightly. "Yes! How did you know?" Dr. Romanov asked grabbing a chair and pulling it up towards Spencer bed. "Your name Romanov! The Romanov dynasty began its rule of Russia in 1613 with Michael Romanov who died in 1645, and ended with the execution of Nicholas the II and his family at Yekaterinburg in July 1918. The family were descended from a Muscovite boyar, Andrei Kobyla, who had emigrated in the 14th century from Prussia. So I was just saying that you name was pretty important in Russian history. In fact, it is quite rare for anyone to have that as a surname!" Spencer explained without taking a breath, his hands moving amiably as he expressed his excitement. Dr. Romanov eyes went wide at the information Spencer gave her. Spencer realized that she was shocked and looked at the sheets with sadness. He was a freak.
Dr. Romanov noticed the change in his attitude, "Wow, how did you know that? Is there a book on that?" Spencer's eyes lit up automatically at her question, "Actually there are plenty of books, although it's not a classic, the "Romanovs: Ruling Russia 1613-1917" by Lindsey Hughes was a great read! Her book was on the Romanov family and their impact for three hundred years!" Spencer exclaimed. "Well, I'll keep my eyes out for it, okay?" Dr. Romanov stated. "I can get it for you actually!" Spencer exclaimed, much to his own surprise. Dr. Romanov just chuckled, "Spencer, you don't have to, I'm sure I can afford it." Spencer looked up at her and felt his heart flutter. He didn't understand this new feeling. "No, it's okay. I really don't mind. I have an eidetic memory. If I want to reread the book, I'll just think of it. It's honestly no problem at all," Spencer said with a small smile. This time, Dr. Romanov blushed. Spencer stared at her making sure to remember this moment. Her long dark brown hair shines with the illuminating lights. How her bangs covers her eyebrows. Her pronounced cheekbones, and soft pink lips. Her eyes have a twinkle, and although her skin isn't pale like his, the light tan brings out the color of her eyes. He loved the way she blushed. Spencer shook himself from the thought. What am I doing? Staring at my doctor? I may never see her again after today,' Spencer thought, 'Wow she's pretty.' Dr. Romanov looked back at Spencer and sighed, she got distracted, she needed to check his vitals soon, "Well Spencer, I would love to read that book. I will check you vitals real quick and give you my information. You have an eidetic memory, so saying you lost my number is indefensible." Spencer actually chuckled and waited patiently for her to finish checking his vitals. He looked up at her and noticed her frown. "Is something wrong?" Spencer asked. "Um, it's just that your fever is rising again. I'll get some antibiotics, and an IV, so your fever doesn't skyrocket and you find your place in heaven. I really want to read that book," Dr. Romanov chuckled as Spencer's eyes got wide in fear and shock. Dr. Romanov walked out the room.
Dr. Romanov walked to the nurses station to get the IV and antibiotics needed for Spencer's fever. When she was given the proper medications She decided that now would also be a good time to contact Spencer's boss about the missing information in his file. She walked into her office and looked at his charts to find SSA Aaron Hotchner's number. She slowly dialed the number and on the first ring a stern voice answered the line.
"Hotchner," the man said in a no nonsense voice.
"Hello, Agent Hotchner, I'm calling on the behalf of Dr. Spencer Reid," Dr. Romanov stated calmly. There was silence on the other line.
"Is Dr. Reid alright?" Hotchner asked in concern. Dr. Romanov could tell this man cared about the young agent.
"Well, his fever has risen, but I'm more concerned with his medical history. We can't treat him if he's hiding information and when I approached him, he said that he was sick before, but that was classified information. We need to know exactly what's going on in order to help him get better faster," Dr. Romanov explained hoping that the man doesn't get upset. Once again the line fell silent.
"The last case, Dr. Reid was poisoned with a new deadly strain of anthrax. Dr. Kimura treated him and said he suffered from amphasia as well as internal bleeding of the lungs. He's on an inhaler for the time being," Hotchner stated rather quickly. Dr. Romanov can now understand why it was not in his files.
"Is this what's affecting him?" Hotchner asked with worry. He knew that inhalational anthrax was far more fatal in the long run than any other anthrax attack, and sometimes it could be weeks before one would finally succumb and die to the illness.
Dr. Romanov only smiled. She knew Dr. Reid's team must have been doing some research.
"Agent Hotchner, I don't believe that this has anything to do with anthrax. We will test him to be on the safe side, but most likely-no. My guess is either a harsh case of a cold or even a simple flu. I will explain to you when we have a final answer and treatment ready," Dr. Romanov assured.
"Thank you very much Doctor," Hotchness said relieved.
"You're welcome and have a nice day," She said.
"You too," Hotchner added before they both hung up.
Spencer rested against the pillows. "Wow, she's pretty," Spencer said. "Morgan would've said, 'you got a fever for her don't cha kid?' That would've been embarrassing." Spencer turned to his left and noticed his glasses. Spencer once again, sat up and wondered if he was allowed to move to his bathroom. He wanted to take out his contacts. But he wanted, no needed, to wash his hands first. He got up, stubbornly, and walked towards the bathroom. He washed his hands for thirty seconds, reciting statistics on how long bacteria can live on your hands, and the percentage of them actually infecting the host and he took out his contacts and threw them in the trash. He looked into the mirror and saw how horrible he looked.
'Well, I must look like a derelict creature in her eyes,' Spencer thought growing self conscious. He simply walked out of the bathroom and crawled back into the hospital bed. Dr. Romanov walked back into the room with a small smile. Spencer only looked down. He was disappointed that he looked like a stray dog. "Don't look so sullen, Dr. Reid, you will be feeling better in no time," Dr. Romanov smirked. Spencer smiled slightly. "Okay, so I am going to insert your IV, almighty?" She said. Spencer didn't want the needle. He would prefer anything, but the needle. Dr. Romanov, noticed his hesitation, and decided to approach him a different way. "I always had trouble with evolution. Like, I understand it's a theory, but no one could ever tell me the full extent. Like was the Darwin's theory about a bunch of species or what?" Dr. Romanov said as if she was truly clueless. She knew Spencer would get distracted long enough for her to insert the needle. "Darwin's Theory of Evolution is the widely held notion that all life is related and has descended from a common ancestor: the birds and the bananas, the fishes and the flowers - all related. Darwin's general theory presumes the development of life from non-life and stresses a purely naturalistic, undirected, "descent with modification". That is, complex creatures evolve from more simplistic ancestors naturally over time. In conclusion, as random genetic mutations occur within an organism's genetic code, the beneficial mutations are preserved because they aid survival - ow!" Reid yelped, as he stopped speaking and looked at the needle in his arm. "I'm sorry, I wanted to distract you," Dr. Romanov said with an awkward smile. "Oh…I understand," Spencer pouted. 'Of course, she doesn't want to know. She only asked you to make her job easier! Don't be such a fool!' Spencer's mind chided itself. Dr. Romanov, noticed the dejected look in Spencer's eyes and she felt her heart tug a little. 'Oh, I hope I didn't hurt his feelings. Maybe I should change the subject.' Dr. Romanov decided to give him her information, so he can let her borrow the book. "So, Spencer here is my card. On the back I wrote my cell phone number, in case you don't want to call the hospital all the time. My name is Alexandra Eulalia Romanov, and I would really like to borrow your book, if you don't mind," Dr. Romanov added a bright smile. Spencer looked up at her in shock as his mind had already memorized all the addresses and phone numbers. "No, not at all," Spencer said quietly. He knew about the Doctor-Patient rules, but maybe he might have a chance once he is released from the hospital. "Um, can I check myself out?" Reid asked. He knew she told him that he would be released tomorrow, but he didn't want to ruin any chances because of policies. Reid was shocked at his plan. 'I don't even know how to date. Why am I trying now? What is wrong with me? Must be the fever,' Spencer thought quickly. He noticed that Dr. Romanov looked slightly hurt at his rush to leave her care. "Um, it is not recommended, and as I said earlier, tomorrow is best if you are doing well," Dr. Romanov said with a fake smile plastered on her face. "I just don't like hospitals, nothing personal," Spencer said trying to redeem her hurt feelings. "I understand," Dr. Romanov said slowly. She felt slightly better that it wasn't because of her. "I'll stay, since it is your recommendation," Spencer said smiling when he saw the happiness flood back into her eyes. 'I like to see her happy,' Spencer mused. "That's wonderful. You know you are actually my only patient, so I don't have much to do. I have to report all my decisions to my supervisor and all, because you know, I'm sort of an intern, but we can try out this theory of being partners about your health. How does that sound?" Dr. Romanov questioned with excitement. "Um, that's an interesting theory. I'm guessing the goal is to help your patients feel more in control and that you are not dictating their every move?" Spencer hypothesized. "Correct, Spencer. That is my goal after all your life is in my hands, yet, it is your life all together," She agreed with a bright smile and nodding her head furiously. Spencer felt his eyelids begin to droop. It was getting harder to keep them open. "Okay, well I will let you rest, and I'll check your vitals once you get up, okay?" Dr. Romanov said noticing his eye lids drooping. "T'anks," Reid muttered to the doctor before falling into a deep sleep. Dr. Romanov smiled and walked out of his room, quietly shutting the door.
"You like him," a Nurse stated. "Cameron, We've been over this. I am supposed to care for my patient. If the doctor doesn't care for the patient, he may feel unwanted," Dr. Romanov stated while rolling her eyes. "Come on Alex, admit it! He is too sexy for you too resist. And you babbled about him after you left the first time!" Cameron said. Alex laughed as she blushed slightly. "Okay, just a small crush, but he is adorable, and I barely know him! What if he's some pervert?" Cameron stepped in front of Alex and said, "Him? A pervert? The kid looks like he couldn't even hurt a fly. Beside's why don't you just read his file?" Alex stared at Cameron in shock. "You want me to invade his personal file, just to get a date with him? That is unethical! I'm not trying to get my license suspended, especially over my first patient," Alex started walking again. "Fine, don't read his file! Why don't you reassign him and then try to get to know him?" Cameron suggested. "That is not a bad idea, but I also don't want my supervisor to think that I can't handle my job. I gave him my number for now. He is going to let me borrow a book!" Alex exclaimed with pure joy. "What? A book? What about sex?!" Cameron exclaimed.
JJ was walking down the corridor when she noticed that Reid's doctor was talking to one of the nurses. "Sex? You want me to just go into Spencer's room, and ask him to have sex? Are you crazy? I'd prefer to actually act upon it if the feelings are mutual!" Dr. Romanov exclaimed. JJ gasped slightly. She didn't like how Spencer's doctor was talking about him in such a way. "Yea, I guess. When do you think he'll call you though?" The nurse asked. JJ was beyond shocked. "Reid got her number?" JJ said quietly, feeling a small twang of jealousy. "I believe after he gets out," Alex exclaimed. "He tried to leave the minute I gave him my number! At first I thought it was because I'm new at this job, but when he tried to make me feel better, I could tell, he just wanted to get to know me. He's shy," Alex gushed. JJ walked past them quickly, but Dr. Romanov noticed her. "Ms. Jereau?" JJ slowly turned around and plastered a fake smile on her face. "Oh, hi Dr. Romanov, I didn't see you," JJ lied effortlessly. "Oh, it's no problem. Spencer is asleep, so try not to wake him. Please call the nurses if his fever spikes. I will be there shortly to check his vitals. He should wake back up within the next two hours," Dr. Romanov stated. JJ just nodded in her direction and took off to Spencer's room.
JJ slowly walked into Reid's room. She noticed a chair that was pushed towards the bed, and she sat there looking over Reid's features. He looked peaceful despite the fact that he looked like a corpse. His hair spilled over his eyes, and the only movement was the rise and fall of his chest. He was pale, and the shadows that surrounded his eyes were more pronounced. Morgan came into the room shortly after. JJ turned and smiled at Morgan briefly, before turning her gaze back onto Spencer. "How's he doing?" Morgan asked. "Um, Dr. Romanov said he had a fever, and that we should call the nurses if it spikes up," JJ said as she brushed Spencer's hair from his eyes. "Oh. Well at least he can go home tomorrow," Morgan said calmly. "Yeah, I overheard Dr. Romanov saying that he tried to check himself out earlier," JJ said trying not to sound disgusted over Dr. Romanov. "Hell, no! This kid is doing his time," Morgan said with determination. Emily and Rossi came in soon after. "Hey guys," Emily greeted. "Where's Hotch?" JJ asked. "He's is finishing up paperwork for that consultant," Rossi answered, while taking in Reid's hagged appearance. No one talked or moved for a half hour. Then Hotch and Garcia came. "How's my baby?" Garcia pushed past Emily and Morgan, to grab Spencer's hand. "Hey baby Girl, he's going to be okay!" Morgan assured to both Hotch and Garcia. They all decided to sit on the random furniture that was in the hospital room. "Dr. Romanov, must've known that we all would've been here at some point," Emily praised slightly. "Yeah, first Doctor who actually gave us all a seat," Morgan agreed. They all fell back into a comfortable silence, until they heard a whimper. Each member of the team looked towards the source of the sound. Spencer Reid.
Hotch and Morgan quickly got up, walking towards Reid's bedside. They could see the tears falling from his closed eyes, and wondered whether they should wake him up. The rest of the team surrounded Reid's bedside. "Wake my baby up!" Garcia demanded. JJ reached over and wiped the tears away. "Kid, wake up! It's just a dream," Morgan nudged Reid. "Kid!" Morgan practically shouted. Reid still didn't wake up.
In Reid's mind, he was holding a dead baby. The strange voice still taunting him. The only difference was that Reid could see himself holding the baby. Then he realized that he too, was dead. "I died with the baby in my arms?" Reid questioned. "The last time I was about to shoot myself." "Things change, boy!" The strange voice filled his head. "You are going to burn for all eternity!" The unknown Subject laughed. "What? I didn't do anything wrong!" Reid exclaimed. The baby soon came alive, then Hankel, and his mother. Reid backed away slowly. "I thought I was dead!" Reid exclaimed looking at the dead come towards him. "You are," said Phillip Dowd, "How does it feel?" Reid's back hit the wall, but suddenly, hands grasped him. They were the hands of the victims he couldn't save in the past. Reid closed his eyes. When they opened. He saw Dr. Romanov staring at him. Spencer tried to walk towards her, but he couldn't. He then saw Nathan Harris. "I told you to let me die. Not to save me. You took away my chance of peace and happiness. Now I will take yours." Nathan turned to Dr. Romanov, and pulled her into a deep kiss. Spencer felt his heart break. "Alexandra," Spencer whispered. Nathan then pulled out the knife and as Spencer yelled for Nathan to stop, it was already to late. Dr. Alexandra Eulalia Romanov fell to the floor coughing up blood. She turned her head to face him. Once their eyes met, she died. Spencer began to cry. He lost everything, except the team. He noticed how they filed in. This time, there was crime scene tape around the area where Alexandra was murdered. "How in the hell could Reid do this?" Morgan asked sadly. "No! It wasn't me! It was Nathan Harris! The teen I save from suicide not too long ago!" Reid yelled. "He's going through a psychotic break," Aaron Hotchner said while shaking his head.
Spencer was jolted awake by a shape stinging sensation across his face. Spencer opened his eyes and gasped in horror. He started backing away from the team members that surrounded him. "Get away," Spencer whispered. "Spence, it's okay," JJ said softly. "No no no no no! Go away!" Spencer began to panic. His hands pulling on his hair. Hotch noticed that Spencer's was extremely hot. Not to mention he was flushed. Hotch could feel the sweat pouring from the kid's shoulder where he was holding him down. "He's hallucinating. JJ call Dr. Romanov, NOW!" Hotch ordered, still trying to calm a panicked Reid. Prentiss moved Garcia towards the back wall, to give the men more space. Suddenly, Dr. Romanov rushed into the room, and Hotch, Morgan, and Rossi backed away from the bed. The entire team was watching as Dr. Romanov began to speak and insert a new IV. "Spencer. I need you to listen to me. You are completely safe. There is no danger. I want you to look at me. It's Dr. Romanov." The minute she said her name, Spencer looked up. Dr. Romanov could see the fear in his eyes. His flushed cheeks told her that his fever had spiked dangerously high. Dr. Romanov walked closer to Spencer. "You are safe okay? It was just a dream, because of a fever. Talk to me about The Romanov Family in Russia," Dr. Romanov prompted. The watched in fascination as Reid visibly calmed once her words sank in. "The Romanovs share their origins with a handful of other Russian noble families. One of the ancestors of the world-renowned dynasty was Andrey Kobyla – a boyar who lived during the middle of the 14th century. Kobyla was documented in contemporary chronicles only once, in 1347, when he was said to have been sent to Tver with the purpose of meeting the daughter of Alexander I of Tver. You know, maybe you are partially related that family. Your name Alexandra, could be a hint," Spencer stated matter of faculty. Dr. Romanov smiled sweetly, "You're right. How are you feeling?" Spencer smiled slightly, and said, "Um, better. It's just hot and a bad dream." Spencer didn't realize that the whole team was in the room. "I can give you medication for that, but would you prefer to tell me about your dream?" Dr. Romanov questioned in a friendly voice. "Actually, I wouldn't mind. I don't think anyone else would want to hear about it anyways," Spencer said with a frown. "Kid, we would want to hear it if you want to tell us," Morgan said quickly. He didn't want Reid to doubt them in any way. It took them too long to get Reid to open up. Spencer looked up in surprise. That's when he remembered the stinging pain that woke him up. "When did you guys get here?" Spencer asked. "About an hour ago sweet cheeks," Garcia smiled. Spencer automatically felt embarrassed as the knew that the team just witnessed him in a delusional state. 'They must think I'm crazy,' Spencer thought much to his chagrin. "You didn't have to wait here," Spencer said quietly. Dr. Romanov, could see the walls Spencer was building up between him and his team. "You guys need to leave," Dr. Romanov stated. "What?" Morgan said in disbelief. "You guys need to leave now," Dr. Romanov repeated. "Why should we leave? We're his family?" Garcia protested. "I understand, but maybe you should come back another time," Dr. Romanov suggested. "Why, you plan on fucking him, once we are all gone? You want him for yourself?! Well-"
"-JJ!" Hotch commanded, getting everyone's attention. "Cool off," Hotch demanded, as a bitter JJ stalked out of the room after giving Dr. Romanov the dirtiest look she could muster. Spencer stared after JJ in shock. He couldn't believe what JJ had said. "Our apologies, Dr. Romanov, we will be going," Hotch said gently and guided the rest of the team out except for David who stayed behind. "Here kid, I thought you might like to read something," Rossi said handing Reid a book with a smile. "Thanks Rossi," Spencer smiled. "Anytime," Rossi ruffled Reid's hair and walked out of the room. "I'm sorry for my team's actions. They're over protective of me," Spencer said while looking at the book Rossi had handed him.
"It's okay, Spencer. I understand. Is JJ your girlfriend? She could've stayed if she had such a personal link to you," Dr. Romanov said with a small frown wondering if she made the right move. "No, she's not," Spencer said sadly, but then he realized that Dr. Romanov just forced his team to leave. "Why did you make them leave?" Spencer asked with curiosity. Dr. Romanov smiled, "Well, I noticed that you were beginning to feel trapped. That and your lab results came in. Despite your previous hospitalization, you only have the flu so you do not need stress at this moment. It would only suppress your immune system. Also, I looked at your charts, at first I thought it was because you were dehydrated, but over the hours I've notice that you blood pressure was pretty high. You have Prehypertension. You know that blood pressure is written in numbers. Your systolic number was 129 and your diastolic number was 84 mm Hg. I need you to take it slow, okay? " Once Spencer nodded she continued, "Also, you can tell me about your dream. You don't have to, but it could help you feel slightly better." Spencer looked at her a blushed. He felt so awkward. He wanted to date her, but he was too shy and he didn't know how to make that happen. He is not Derek, who can play any women he wanted. "Okay," Spencer sighed. Dr. Romanov could tell, that Spencer was highly embarrassed and she knew that he needed some time to himself. "I know your team is out there waiting for me, so I will speak with them real quick," Dr. Romanov place a caring hand on Spencer's shoulder and walked out the door. Spencer laid completely down into the bed and thought about the dream.
Emily was finally able to calm down JJ, but none of them knew why JJ had said that to Dr. Romanov, although, they knew she knew something. When Dr. Romanov walked out of Spencer's room, Morgan and the rest of the team jumped up. "How is he?" Morgan asked. "He's doing alright, at the moment," Dr. Romanov addressed him. "SSA Hotchner," Dr. Romanov said, "May I have a word with you and SSA Rossi?" Rossi and Hotch looked at each other and nodded. Dr. Romanov was happy she got her own office. That was one of the perks to having to do clinic trials. People come in for check ups, they go straight to her small clinical office. Once they reached the office she gestured for them to sit. "Okay, Dr. Spencer Reid, has the flu. His immune system is down, and stress could lower it even further. That is why I had asked you all to leave," Dr. Romanov started. "We understand," Rossi said kindly, "But I can tell that there is something else you might want to tell us?" Dr. Romanov smiled and nodded her head, "Yes, I do." She took a deep breath and began to speak. "Dr. Spencer Reid has Prehypertension, which is not good at his age. He is still young, which means it has the rest of his life to fully develop. He should cut back on the caffeine. I could tell he drinks it a lot, because he has been lethargic since you guys brought him here. Since he hasn't asked for it, I could tell that he is still feeling nauseous. But for treatment, he will not be getting any medications. He needs a lifestyle adjustment. I understand he works for the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit and most days you all work long hours. But instead of coffee, he should try drinking tea. When was his last true vacation? Try to get him to take vacation at least once a year. He should also eat more, his BMI is lower than normal meaning he is slightly underweight. Spencer has been unhealthy for a long time now," Dr. Romanov finished. "We'll keep an eye on him once he's released. Thank you Dr. Romanov." Hotch stood up and shook her hand. Rossi did the same.
Once Hotch and Rossi reached the team they were bombarded with questions, "What's wrong with him?" "Did she tell you anything?" "My poor baby got worse didn't he?" "Guys, let us speak," Hotch said. Everyone quieted down. "Reid has prehypertension, which is like a warning sign to having high blood pressure. He's slightly underweight, and stress is all he needs to technically keep him sick and push him over the edge. The thing is that the signs were showing for quite some time now and we just never noticed," Hotch shared. "So, we just keep an eye out for him, and help him change his lifestyle, and maybe he could go back to normal," Rossi finished. "Okay, we can do that!" Garcia said nodding furiously. "Now let's go grocery shopping," Rossi said, changing the mood. Hotch saw that JJ was staring at Reid's room. "JJ, you stay here with Reid, okay?" JJ looked at Hotch with a bright smile and nodded. Hotch gave her one of his rare smiles and walked away. JJ hesitated before she walked into the room. "Hey, Spence," JJ said quietly. "Hey JJ," Spencer said just as quiet. "How are you doing?" JJ asked hoping he wont notice her hesitation. "I'm fine. Did she tell you?" Spencer asked quickly. "Tell me what, Spence?" JJ asked confused. "I'm overly stressed and could probably have a heart attack or stroke if I don't help myself," Spencer spat in anger with himself. "Well, not exactly. She told Hotch, because he was listed as your next of kin, and Rossi, because he is older," JJ sat down quietly. "Why does it matter Spence?" JJ asked. "I don't want them to think I can't do my job," Spencer's voice quivered, as the tears began to fall. "Reid, you can do this job. You just need to take extra precautions, okay?" JJ tried to comfort, but this time she wasn't so sure. She knew the team would do anything to protect him, but how could they protect him from his own health? "But what if Hotch decides to keep me off the field. It won't be the same, JJ," Spencer whispered. He felt like a baby compared to the team. He felt extremely vulnerable too. "Hotch will only decide what's best for you. He knows how much you love this job, so I'm sure he won't keep you away. He might just force you to go on vacation from time to time. You think you could handle that?" JJ smirked. JJ's smirk turned into a smile once she saw Reid's lips forming into a smile, "Yes, I can handle that. Thanks JJ," Spencer said as he fell into a deep peaceful sleep from all the emotions of that day.
A/N: Thank you to marcallie for noticing a few holes that I couldn't see! I believe it really improved this chapter by far! So once again thank you!