Author's Notes: Not sure how much I'll post today, all I know is that it'll be quite a bit.
Words: 394
Rating: T
Summary: The women of the BAU are fussing over Spencer, a.k.a. Penny gives Spencer drugs and J.J. is being a mother hen.
Chapter 2
Both men walked into their quirky tech girls lair.
"To what do I owe this pleasure of seeing my two favorite boys?" Penelope's happy voice asked.
"Pretty Boy turns out to be sick. Do you have any medicine for him?" Derek answered.
"Spencer Reid I asked you if you were sick and you said no! What are you symptoms, sweet'ums?" She asked, opening a drawer to the right of her chair.
"Sorry, I don't feel sick. Just a sore throat. Hurts to talk." Spencer replied, a little bit guilty.
"No congestion?" She asked.
"None at the moment." Spencer knew what medicine his body needed, but he let Penelope fuss him for the sake of it. He actually enjoyed it, knowing someone cared enough to even fuss about him.
"Alright, take this. It should last at least four hours." She handed him a box of orange flavored cough syrup.
"Thanks," he smiled gratefully.
"Of course, my love. No go, Hotch needs you guys."
"Bye Baby Girl, we'll see you later."
"I'll leave a light on," she replied, before turning back to her screens.
The two men walked out. Derek chuckled, "She is something else."
"She's special." Spencer replied, looking at the dosage needed for his age.
"For sure. What'd you end up doing last night?"
"Had a cup of tea and went to bed. I was tired, apparently I'm getting sick, so that makes sense as to why I was able to get a full nine hours of restful sleep." Spencer rambled back.
"You still having nightmares?" Derek asked softly.
"Not as bad, but yeah, occasionally."
"And the headaches?"
"Still painful."
Derek frowned, dropping the conversation as they entered the bullpen. Spencer gave him a confused glance, wondering what the frown was all about. His thoughts were distracted at Hotch's command to meet him at the circle table.
Spencer followed Derek, walking into the room and setting next to the dark skinned man. J.J. sat beside him, patting his thigh gently.
"Penny said you have a sore throat, you okay?"
"I'm fine, thanks."
"Let me know if it gets worse, Spence."
"Okay." She smiled at him before turning to Hotch.
Spencer would be lying if he said he totally wasn't soaking up the attention given to him. It was nice to be taken care of and not having to do all of the care taking.