Traded Mistakes

Chapter Fifteen: Mrs. Reid

It had been two weeks since the scare. Reid had went back to work last friday but the road of recovery during those two weeks weren't particularly easy. He was in pain off and on and refused to take any of the medication that he came home with. It was prescribed but he didn't want to take them. He wouldn't explain why. I had one strong guess however.

He didn't want to have a chance of going back to being addicted to anything. Whereas he had a problem with Dilaudid, he (without officially stating it) had sworn off messing with any kind of drugs. I could understand his wariness. As a result I didn't push him to try to toss back even one.

I was there to try to ease his pain. I couldn't do much but what I did seemed to help in small increments. For instance, giving him small massages near the area where the bullet entered. I never went near the actual spot where it was most horrible. He, being Reid was quite nervous and skittish about most things when it came to me. However, he almost keeled over from too much pain and I was forced to enforce the "genius are idiotic sometimes" clause.

In a nutshell it basically was when I felt to remmind him that he was being stupid about things that normal people (he was to an extent) would just go along with. He wasn't particularly pleased when he realized that. If it didn't work I would just turn into a mirror image of one of those pathetic girls who I used to watch (hear) on TV with Meredith and pulled out the I'm pregnant and I have to take care of you on my own card, then he would shut up about it. Not often did I have to use it.

It did get easier after the first couple days. Then he was eager to help out on cases from home through video chat on a laptop which Garcia had brought for his and my amusement. I used it most to watch movies and respond to a few congratulatory messages I had gotten through email.

It was decided after a talk with Aaron (Hotch) - where he wanted to talk to me not Reid to find out whether his condition had actually improved enough that he could return back to the team. I had given him a very extensive answer - which in short gave him the go ahead to go back to work. But not before he went with me to my next doctor's appointment.

I had been eager for him to join me at one ever since my first one ever, alone. The stares of the other couples in the office had been unnerving and bothered me a great deal. It only got worse once my OB/GYN asked about the father. I knew he had been on a case but not everyone understood things like that. It made me happy to have him with me. It calmed me.

"It's nice to finally meet you, Dr. Reid." My doctor, Evelyn Green said as the two doctors shook hands in the hospital room. I had taken my seat on the table top covered with a long stretched of white paper. "Likewise. My job keeps me away a lot. Nati wouldn't let me go back without meeting the nice lady who was making sure our family was moving along the right way."

Family. I could have melted at that. Instead I focused on what was being said. Evelyn had just pushed her hands away in a gesture that meant she didn't feel right accepting that compliment. "It's just my job. No thanks needed." She paused as she opened up her folder which had only seemed to get bigger the more I came for my visits.

"Nati, how are you feeling today?" She smiled brightly as she approached me. Reid moved over to my side.

"Pretty great actually. I didn't experience any morning sickness this morning."

"Great. That's a really great sign. Every pregnancy is different, it could come back. It just depends. It is great progress." She scribbled down something before putting the folder down. "Let's see how much further they have grown." She instructed me to lay down and I did as she tossed a blanket over my waist and reached for a pair of gloves.

Reid was watching her closely, I noticed. I didn't know if it was out of wariness or fascination. Possibly both, I concluded as I propped myself up on the stilts and readied myself as Evelyn brought out the large device. It was still too early for the monitor that goes on my stomach. Next time would be the first time for that.

"What's that?" Spencer asked quickly.

I felt like laughing at how stunned he looked while staring at the device. "Not to worry Dr. Reid. It's still too early for the regular ultrasound monitoring, so we have to use this. It doesn't harm anyone at all." She promised as she watched his reaction. "There's a chair behind you if you need it." She pointed a gloved index finger over to the stool against the wall.

I reached out a placed a hand on his arm as I took a deep breath and the device was inserted between my legs.

"You okay?" I asked him.

"Yeah." His voice went up a little I noticed his other arm was behind him reaching out for the stool. His height lowered as he sat down and he linked our fingers. It amused me a little of his alarm of all of this.

The rest of the appointment went well. The smile on his face as we walked towards the parking lot. I had gotten a prescription for a few prenatal vitamins before I left.

We met Garcia and Morgan for a quick lunch which ended up lasting pretty long but I didn't mind. It was fun. They told me about a lot of hilarious stories that were all at Reid's expense but the ones he fired back were just as hilarious. It was nice to learn more about their relationships as friends.

When we got back to the house, I noticed a few envelopes sticking out of the mailbox. I quickly retrieved them before joining Reid inside. I hadn't expected anything to come for me apart from the occassional photo from my mom. Right on top was an envelope addressed to me. I handed the rest to Reid as I plopped down next to him on the couch. "What's that?"

"A letter I guess." I shrugged as I went to open it. Reid stole it from me and held it in his hands, shaking it. "What are you doing?" I asked him.

"Checking it for anthrax or anything significantly dangerous."

"Why would anyone send me anthrax?"

"You're affiliated with the government. People are crazy that way. Here. It's just a letter."

"Obviously." I giggled as I opened the envelope and began reading the message. I had known before I even finished reading it who it was from. They were so alike in someways. Especially in the way they spoke. It was signed, Diana Reid.

She wanted to meet me.

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much love

- d.