Author's Note: This story will be an AU/AR. Please take that into account as you read.
Warnings: Strong Language. Adult Situations. Slash(malexmale). Mild Violence. MPreg!(Yes! I'm totally going there)
Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds, the related characters themes, or situations. I do not make any money or receive any other form of compensation for this fic, or any other. No copyright infringement is intended.
Reid kneaded his head with his fingertips. His elbows propped up on his desk, his eyes screwed shut, his nose scrunched up, jaw clenched. Looking like he was either going to be sick, or he had one massive headache. It was actually both.
He hadn't been sleeping well, couldn't seem to keep any food down. It was mainly in the mornings, and sometimes randomly through out the day. When he did eat, it was more food then he normally ate, and he always felt hungry.
"You alright Pretty Boy?"
Reid looked up at Morgan. "I... I don't feel well." Reid said quietly.
"Why didn't you tell me when we were at home?" Morgan asked kneeling down and turning Reid's chair so they were facing.
"I don't know." Reid whispered and closed his eyes. He felt dizzy, and swayed a bit.
"Whoa." Morgan took his shoulders and made him lean back in his chair before reaching up to feel his forehead. "You don't have a fever or anything."
Morgan looked up to the window of Hotch's office, the man was on the phone. Morgan frowned and looked at Garcia who was walking back from the break room.
"Baby doll." Morgan called and Garcia looked at him.
"What's going on?" Garcia asked.
"I need you to tell Hotch I'm taking Reid to the hospital." Morgan said and Garcia looked at the doctor, who was extremely pale.
"What's wrong?" Garcia said growing concerned.
"Don't know." Morgan stood and lifted Reid out of his chair with ease.
"Damnit Derek Morgan, I can walk." Reid complained, but his lover wouldn't set him down, he grabbed his car keys, wallet and badge, his gun was still in the holster at his hip.
"Shut it." Morgan said.
Morgan stood outside as the doctor talked to Reid, with the door closed.
It had been bad enough when the doctor had come in with all the test results, and asked him to leave with a forlorn look on his face.
Morgan looked in the observation window, and clenched his jaw. Reid was crying, then he put his hands over his face, and doubled over so his head was against his knees. Morgan didn't wait another second, he went into the room, and the doctor turned to him.
"Sir please leave."
"Spencer." Morgan knelt in front of Reid who was still sitting on the examination table. He stroked his lover's hair softly. "Babe, what's wrong?" Morgan looked at the doctor. "Tell me what's going on."
"It's privileged information." The doctor said.
"I'm his partner, fucking tell me." Morgan snapped.
The doctor frowned and looked at the chart he was holding. "We found a mass in his abdomen, at first we thought perhaps a tumor." The doctor said. "But when we got the blood test back, it's not cancer..."
"Then what the fuck is it?" Morgan asked.
"It's a uterus." The doctor said and Morgan's eyes went wide. "It's a completely functioning uterus, with two ovaries."
"Is that what's making him sick?" Morgan asked.
"Then cut it out, he doesn't need it." Morgan said and Reid grabbed his arm. Morgan looked down at him. "What is it?"
Reid muttered something that Morgan couldn't make out.
The doctor cleared his throat. "He's pregnant."
"What?" Morgan had to pick his jaw off the floor, he blinked a few times. "He's a guy."
"With female and male reproductive organs." The doctor said.
"How the hell does that even work?" Morgan asked.
"It's possible that his body developed them by some random mutation, or he had a twin and the eggs during development merged, and the organs didn't develop until later in life." The doctor said.
"That still doesn't explain how he's pregnant. If it's just floating around in his stomach it shouldn't do anything." Morgan said.
"It's connected to his intestines." The doctor said. "If he had been heterosexual, he'd never have become pregnant, but because he's a homosexual, and obviously participated in unprotected sex, this is the result." The doctor said.
Morgan swallowed and ran a hand over his head. "Is he going to be alright?"
"He should go full term without any major problems, however, when it comes time for delivery, we will have to preform a c-section." The doctor shifted on his feet.
Morgan took a deep breath and nodded. "How many months is he?"
"Four to five, it's surprising he hasn't started to show yet considering how thin he is." The doctor looked down at the chart again. "Since we have no idea if this pregnancy will be longer or shorter then normal, we can only guess about what all should happen. But I suggest that he stays home from work, gets plenty of rest, sees a doctor regularly, and eats more."
Morgan took a deep breath and again nodded. "Thank you, can you give us a few minutes alone?"
"Of course, when you're ready, just go to the front desk, a nurse will have information for you about neonatal specialists that you should consult." The doctor left, closing the door behind him.
"Pretty Boy, look at me." Morgan said petting his lover's head.
Spencer slowly looked up, his eyes were puffy and red, he was pale, and looked terrified.
"Oh Pretty Boy." Morgan kissed him softly, then rested their foreheads together. "It's gonna be alright babe."
"I'm a freak." Spencer whispered weakly.
"No baby, no." Morgan whispered. "You're not a freak, there's nothing wrong with you."
"Derek, I'm fucking pregnant." Reid said. Morgan reached down, and placed his hands on Reid's stomach, making the younger man look up at him in surprise.
"Yes, you are. And it's our baby Spence. Do you know how many people dream to be able to have a baby with the person they love? This is a gift from God, and coming from me, you know that's big." Morgan said quietly. "This is our baby, not someone else's that we're going to take care of. OUR baby Spencer, it's going to be alright. I love you, so much." He whispered and pressed his lips against Spencer's.
"I love you too Derek." Spencer whispered.
"I'm gonna be a dad." Morgan final said and laughed. "My momma's been waiting for this for years."
Spencer smiled at the thought of Fran Morgan. "She's going to suffocate me." Reid said.
"No, I won't let her babe." Derek said and pressed a kiss to Spencer's nose.
"I'm going to have to tell Hotch." Reid whispered and Morgan looked at him.
"Don't worry, it won't make him think any less of you." Morgan said brushing Reid's hair behind his ears. "Come on, let's head back."
Reid nodded and stepped off the table, and Morgan took his hand, leading him from the room and to the front desk.
"Hello," The young nurse said brightly. "Congratulations, and here is the packet with the information for the teams. Doctor Ross said if you have any questions, feel free to call him, his number is in the file, and there's also a copy of your medical records, all your scans, and blood work in the file so you can send it to the team as well." She gave a bright smile, and brushed her curly hair behind her ears.
"We didn't ask for this." Reid said quietly.
"Oh I know." The nurse replied. "But you're going to need it, so I thought I'd go ahead and get it for you."
"Thank you." Morgan said giving her a smile before leading Reid out to the truck, and got in.
Reid sighed and leaned back in his seat.
"Tired?" Morgan asked and Reid looked at him.
"Crying makes you tired, so does extreme shock." Reid said.
"I don't want to take off work right away." Reid said and Morgan glanced at him. "I can still work, I'll just have to try and hide my morning sickness from the team, and then the whole swelling like a beach ball." Reid scrunched his nose. "Baby kicks disturb me."
Morgan laughed. "You'll be fine."
End of Chapter One
I wanted to try and make the idea of Mpreg as real as possible, so this is what I came up with, it's a bit choppy, but I hope it's not to bad. I do not know how long this fic is going to be.
Thanks for Reading.
Please Review and Comment!