Traded Mistakes

Chapter 12: Remedies

Sleep wasn't something I was interested in. I was too antsy about what would happen once Spencer woke up. He had been out for almost twelve hours. I had spent my time awake ever since pacing, reading one if his books, and figuring out something to make for me to eat.

I still needed to go on a trip to a grocery store to get a lot of the products he didn't have in the kitchen for food. He wasn't much of a snack person, a part from the occasionally piece if fruit in the fridge or in the bowl on the table. I was picky about fruits so I had added that to my list along with some spices and other things he should have had.

He may have been a genius but he failed when it came to cooking. I guess that wasn't so bad since cooking ran in my family. I sighed as I thought about my new family member. I still needed to contact him. But I couldn't worry about that just yet.

I went ahead after looking at the clock next to the bookshelf and began working in the kitchen on my hangover remedy as well as some breakfast. He should be up soon.

By the time I got ready to sit down to eat Spencer came tumbling out looking very disheveled. He was in his clothes from last night if course, just without his shoes and he had managed to toss in a pair of his shades before coming out in the open. He straightened up upon seeing me and made his way over to the bar and sat down, clutching his head.

"Here." I muttered as I passed him the cup of the warm beverage. He lifted it up without a word and sniffed it causing me to roll my eyes before taking a sip. He smiled after the first sip and then chugged the rest back.

"What was that?" He asked quietly as I took a bite out of my grilled breakfast sandwich.

"Family remedy and no I'm not going to tell you what's in it. It'll help you though." I paused for a second as I drank a little of the water in my glass. "I thought you didn't get drunk, Dr. Reid."I I gave him a playful smile.

He laughed a little. "I didn't plan to. Garcia and Morgan just kept giving me shots."

"You could have said no." I turned and tossed my dishes in the sink. Then turned back to him, waiting for his explanation. I wasn't upset, merely amused.

"Yeah, but they're very persistent. It's hard to turn them down."

I shrugged. I wouldn't know, I don't know them that well.

"Hows your head?" That remedy didn't take long to work. It was sort of like magic in a way.

"It's not nearly as fogging or as painful as before. Thanks." He gestured for me to come to him and I did, slowly. I wasn't sure what he wanted exactly.

"No problem. Next time I'm going with you." I whispered as he grabbed one of my hands and just held it.

His head jerked around quickly as he looked at me. "What? No. That's risky."

"Every thing you do is risky. I can take a few. I'll just watch you from the sidelines. Nothing bad will happen."

"How can you be so sure of that? Your pregnant for christsakes! It's a very bad idea, Natalia." I inwardly cursed at his use at my full name. I really wish he didn't know it. Now he'd use it whenever he wanted to argue about something. I didn't like that.

"Last time I checked being pregnant doesn't mean I can't do things. Plenty of pregnant women have a life. So I'll join the club and do things on my own. I'm tired going out for appointments or to go over to Meredith's.

"Fine. But I'm going to be with you."

"You work a lot. I can go places on my own. If it'll make you feel better I'll text you to let you know where I am at all times."

"Alright." He sighed in defeat.

I leaned up and kissed his cheek.

I had won this round. It made me feel better about things right now.

Nati - 1 Spencer - 0

A/N: this is the final pre-written chapter and I'll be working on the next one soon. Thanks so much for reading let me know you think. :) -D.