AN: Hi! Did you miss me! Sorry I haven't updated but I got a review and it made me want to update- see how that works, reviews lead to updates! But this is really a lot more of a filler chapter because I really LOVED the new last season and wanted to get there so I can start working in with that. So please review, and enjoy and sorry if it was rushed. We'll get back into cases next chapters! And I was really trying to get this done before I had to start getting ready for work so, I'm sorry if it's rushed :O

Caitlyn stood outside, the radio that she was using to signal and communicate with the SWAT team barely holding in her hand as it hung limply at her side. It seemed like everything was silent as she stood at the front door of Hotch's house. She could hear everything that was going on but it seemed muffled. Spencer ran from out of the house shaking his head.

"It isn't good." He frowned.

"Is she dead?" Caitlyn responded and Spencer shook his head in response. The Ripper had gotten Haley and in return Hotch got The Ripper.

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Spencer and Caitlyn were both silent as they drove home. Caitlyn didn't know what to say, she felt so bad for Hotch and couldn't even imagine what he was going through. All she could think of was that at least Jack was okay. When they got home Caitlyn unlocked the door and threw the keys onto the table, as she went to head to take a shower she felt a tug at her arm. Spencer grabbed Caitlyn by her wrist and pulled her into a tight hug, Caitlyn closed her eyes and breathed into his chest, wrapping her arms around him.

"Spencer… I can't breathe, baby." Caitlyn muffled into his chest.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Spencer apologized, loosening his grip, "I just can't imagine what Hotch feels like. I don't know what I would do if that happened to you."

"I know it's awful. But we've made it through a lot and after everything I think you'd be impossible to get rid of. And I'm indestructible, remember?" Caitlyn smiled up at him.

"That's what scares me sometimes, you believe that you are." Spencer frowned.

"Let's just be happy that we're together, okay? I love you, so much." Caitlyn said, going up on her tip toes and kissing his lips softly.

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Time had passed, the two leaned on each other as they weeped at Haley's funeral and the team got on as much as they could while Hotch was away. Cases were solved and eventually Hotch was able to come back to work. One of the things that was bothering Caitlyn the most was how distant Emily was acting. The two would always have wine nights and have time where they would be together- but she seemed paranoid for some reason.

Caitlyn sat at her desk in the bullpen, staring at files that were on her desk and paperwork that had seemed to grow every time she looked at it and looked away. She clenched a can of Ginger Ale that was sitting on her desk.

"Are you feeling better?" Spencer asked, leaning on her desk. Caitlyn had been feeling sick recently and this morning her breakfast didn't agree with her. She contributed it to the weather changing, she always got a little sick whenever it got colder.

"Yeah, my stomach has just been feeling a little iffy. I'm sorry I threw up on your shoes." She apologized not looking him in the eyes. There had been a lot of things going on, Emily had confided in her about her secret past and about Ian Doyle. Not liking to keep secrets, Caitlyn contributed that along with all of the other stressors that had been piling up to her sickness.

"It's fine, I have to go ask Garcia something, I'll grab you a bagel or something since your breakfast didn't sett-", Spencer started only to be interrupted by Caitlyn holding one hand over her mouth and the other in the air.

"No. No please, just the thought of eating makes me want to throw up again." Caitlyn responded as Spencer rattled off statistics and possible illnesses and reasons as to why she was feeling ill. Unknowing to the two, JJ was listening from around the corner and slid into Spencers space as he left.

"Hmmm… this looks EXTREMELY familiar." JJ said suggestively. Caitlyn looked up at her as she took a sip of ginger-ale.

"What? What do you mean?" Caitlyn responded.

"Well, for starters, you're drinking ginger-ale. Have you been feeling sick lately?" JJ asked.

"Yeah, but I think it's just a bunch of um… stress and it's not constant. What are you getting at? Are you profiling me or something?" Caitlyn inquired as she watched JJ open the drawer to her desk, revealing a sleeve of saltine crackers. Now things were starting to click in her head.

"Hey Cait, when was the last time you had your period?"

"Oh my god. JJ I'm fine, women can miss periods due to high levels of stress it's normal, I'm fine."

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The home of the Reid's that was usually lively with the curtains drawn back and books scattered around was dark. The only thing that was bright were some of the flowers that were in vases that had not yet lost all of the color to their life. Not a thing was moving except for the rise and fall of the blankets with each breath that Caitlyn took, hidden under the comforter. There was no sound, no movement. Caitlyn laid wrapped up, staring straight ahead. It had been almost month since Emily had died. It had been almost a month since Caitlyn followed her best friend to take down the man that was haunting her. With her SWAT training and Emily being equipped like a bad ass spy the two were the most qualified, and with Caitlyn's loyalty she would have and did everything she could for her friend. She just didn't know that she would die, and that she herself would be hurt in the process and have to wait and watch and hope for help as her best friend bled out. She will never forget the panic in Morgan's voice as he called for back up. She will never forget the look on Spencer's face as she laid in the hospital bed and the doctor told her that she was pregnant- and that the baby neither of them knew existed was gone.

Caitlyn didn't move as she heard the door open to their apartment. Hotch had given both Caitlyn and Spencer time off to deal, but the unit Chief knew that Caitlyn may need more time. Caitlyn heard Spencer go through his usual routine, the sound of his keys hanging on the hook, his messenger bag thumping down on the table, the sound of his shoes hitting the floor as his steps coming towards the room.

"Cait." He said softly from the doorway. The second that she heard his voice she instantly began to cry again. The young genius walked over to the bed, laying down fully clothed and wrapped her in his arms, which in turn made her cry harder.

"Caitlyn. You have to get out of bed."

"Spencer, I- I-" she started, not being able to finish her sentence due to the increase in the tears and the lack of being able to catch her breath. She felt Spencer grab her by her shoulders and turn her around, she couldn't even look him in the eye. But the young genius placed a finger lightly under her chin to bring their eyes to meet. To her surprise his dark eyes were moist as well.

"This isn't your fault. None of this is your fault. And seeing you like this… It's killing me.", he whispered.

"She died right infront of me, there was nothing I could do, she's my best friend. She trusted me and I let her down. And the baby, oh god!" She wailed quickly moving closer to the young doctor and crying into his chest, it was as if she wanted to crawl inside of him and couldn't get close enough.

"Caitlyn." Spencer started, she could feel his chest move with light sobs, "I love you more than anything in the whole world. We didn't know you were pregnant. And you know what, that doesn't mean that we will never have a family and that you will never be pregnant again. I know that you're not going to believe me now and it's awful to grieve, but I will have a family with you. And we will have the best family. Our son will be smart and so loved."

"Who said we were going to have a boy?" Caitlyn sniffled, looking up at Spencer who wiped the tears from her face.

"Our son, or daughter will be smart and stubborn," he joked with a sad smile, earning a small smile in return from Caitlyn.

"I love you so much, and on our wedding day I vowed to be your husband and your best friend. It's going to be okay. So please, let's get you in the shower and we can even get sushi even though Japa-", Spencer started, but Caitlyn cut him off, not wanting to hear his rant about the water and this and that about the fish and the Mercury and what was going on in the Japanese oceans.

"Ok." Caitlyn agreed.

Spencer smiled, going to run a bath for Caitlyn and helped get her undressed and into the tub. Caitlyn held her knees to her chest as Spencer used a cup to run the water over her and wash through her hair and then helped get her changed into some clean clothes. Caitlyn stared at herself in the mirror, eyes puffy from crying as she saw Spencer come from behind and stand behind her.

"We are the Reid's, for some reason the worst things happen to us, but we always have each other and we always make it work." Spencer said, holding her tightly.

"I'll go back to the BAU tomorrow."