Summary: Reid thought it was just something he ate. His teammates thought it had to do with the stress of the last few hunts. Oh how wrong they were. Slash, AU. Takes place after season 4 episode 20.

Warnings: graphicness, language, and M!preg. This is your final warning if you don't like Slash or M!preg, then I suggest you leave now.

Disclaimer: I don't own Reid, Morgan or Criminal Minds. I wish I did but I don't. Damn it!

This is my first Criminal minds fanfic so please don't be too harsh on me. Also I apologize if the characters are a little OOC. If you notice anything like this or anything else you wanna comment on please feel free.


Chapter 1

"Ah! Fuck! Faster, Derek. Faster!"

Derek grunted as he continued to thrust harder into Spencer. He gripped Spencer's cock in his fist and pumped him in time with his thrusts.

"Fuck, Pretty boy, m'gonna come!" Derek said just before he shot his load inside Spencer.

Spencer followed a couple minutes after screaming Derek's name. Derek eased out of Spencer and gave him a chaste kiss on the mouth.

"That was fantastic," Spencer smiled drowsily.

Derek chuckled, "Sleep, baby."

"Night, Derek."

"Night, Spencer."

The next morning Spencer woke to his alarm going off. He groaned and rolled over hitting it to shut it off. He reached over and sat up when he felt the empty bed. He saw a note on the bed. Picking it up, he read,

Morning, baby,

I had to go home to feed Clooney and take a shower. Didn't want to wake you. I'll see you later at work okay? Love you

Love, Derek.

Normally Derek's little notes would make Spencer smile but today he got really angry. He crumpled the note and threw it in the trash on his way to the bathroom. He showered, ate a small breakfast, and headed to work. As he was driving, he started to feel queasy and he had to pull over to the side to throw up. As he wiped his mouth he wondered if the milk he drank was bad. Luckily he reached the office in enough time where he wasn't considered late.

"Hey, guys. What's up?"

Prentiss held up her folder, "Paperwork. Lots of paperwork."

Spencer chuckled as he sat at his desk and got started on his own paperwork."

"Reid, you okay? You look kinda pale," Prentiss asked.

"Yeah, I just think I ate something bad this morning, but I'm fine."


Just then Hotch walked in the room and looked at Reid. "Reid, can you use your computer to patch a video call through to Garcia? I have something I'd like to talk to everyone about."

"Sure," Reid said putting the call through.

"Good morning, my little sugar dumpling," Garcia sang once she picked up.

For some reason unknown to Reid, this made him angry.

"Damn it Garcia! My name is Reid do you think you can call me that? Huh? Or is that too much of a fucking mouthful? Stop calling me those ridiculous names!" he yelled storming off. Everyone looked shocked and Garcia looked like she was gonna cry.

"What was that about?" JJ asked.

Prentiss and Rossi just shrugged.

"I'm sorry," Garcia mumbled.

Morgan shook his head, "Don't worry about it, Baby Girl, Reid's just having a bad day."

"Morgan, go talk to him."

Morgan looked at Hotch, "Why me? Why do I have to deal with his bad mood?"

Hotch smiled knowingly, "Because he's most likely to open up to you than he is to anyone else."

Morgan groaned, "Fine," he said and headed toward the bathroom.

Reid was standing in front of the mirror with tears falling down his eyes. What is wrong with me? I didn't mean to snap at Garcia. I never should've come into work today. Suddenly he felt arms wrap around his waist.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Morgan asked. Suddenly Reid got angry again.

"You left me!"

"Pretty Boy I left a note."

"Exactly. I am so sick of waking up alone and finding nothing there but a note telling me you've gone to feed Clooney. I think you love him more than me."

"You know that's not true. I just didn't want to wake you up. Look, I get your mad at me, but taking out on Baby Girl isn't cool."

"I didn't mean to snap at her. I-I'm sorry."

Morgan shook his head, "I'm not the one you need to apologize to, Reid."

Reid nodded and used a paper towel to dry his eyes. Then Morgan draped an arm around his shoulders and they walked out of the bathroom together. Reid immediately headed toward Garcia's office. He tapped on the door.

"Enter the Goddess' lair."

Reid opened the door and entered, "Um, Garcia?"


"I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I don't mind the nicknames that you use. I am really sorry and I know that you probably hate me. There's an average of-"



"I forgive you, hon. I know you didn't really mean it. You're too smart to really be mean."


"But, are you feeling okay?"

Reid sighed, "Yes. I'm fine. I just wish everyone will stop asking me that."

"Okay, cupcake."

Reid smiled as he headed back to his desk. He had a ton of paperwork he had to go through from the last few cases. Going back over the files of the last two cases made him tear up without even knowing it. He was so into his work that he didn't notice the time until JJ walked over.

"Hey, Reid?"

Reid jumped, "Oh, JJ, you scared me. I didn't see you."

"Sorry. Um, the gang was thinking about going out for lunch. You in?"

Reid grimaced, just the thought of food was starting to make him sick, but he was hungry all the same. He sighed, "Sure."

JJ nodded and both she and Reid walked over to the rest of the group. "So where are we going?" he asked.

"Well we can either go to Amici's, Dominoes, or Taco Del Mar. Those are the three closest," Rossi said.

"I vote we go to Taco Del Mar," Morgan said. "We always seem to go to Amici's and I am not in the mood for some pizza."

"Sounds good, what does everyone else think?" Hotch asked.

Everyone said that Taco Del Mar was fine. They all piled in the company's SUVs and drove there. Once they had been seated a waitress with brown hair and blue highlights stopped at their table. Her nametag said Minnie.

"Welcome to Taco Del Mar. I'm Minnie and I will be your waitress. What can I get you guys this afternoon?"

Everyone answered with either a burrito, or and enchilada except for Prentiss who ordered the taco salad. Minnie then turned to Reid.

"And what about you sir?"

"Um, I'll have the enchilada and taco combo, a meat quesadilla, one cheese quesadilla, and a diet coke."

Everyone stared at Reid after the waitress left.

"What? I'm hungry."

"No kidding, pretty boy," Morgan chuckled.

The group chatted about things outside of work until the food came. Once Reid's food was placed in front of him the team watched bemusedly as he dug in. He was stuffing food in his face when he got a funny feeling that he was being watched. He looked up to see the team watching him with looks of horror and laughter on their faces.

"Reid, slow down before you choke or something," JJ cautioned.

"I'm sorry. I'm just so hungry and I don't know why. Probably because I didn't eat much this morning."

Suddenly he got that queasy feeling again and excused himself and rushed to the bathroom to throw up his lunch. He was still hovering over the toilet seat when Rossi entered the bathroom.

"Hey, kid, you alright?"

This pissed Reid off. He stood up, wiped his mouth, and glared at Rossi.

"I'm fine. Quit asking me if I'm alright. I'm a big boy."

"Yeah well you seemed to have eaten too much."

"Yeah well that ain't none of your concern so back off!" Reid said stalking out the bathroom leaving Rossi to wonder what is wrong with him.

After lunch, the team headed back to the office and pretty much lounged around. Hotch headed to his office to finish up some paperwork, Rossi headed to his office to do god knows what. Garcia headed to her office to call Kevin while JJ and Prentiss talked about their weekends. Reid headed toward his desk and pulled out his files. Morgan hung around his desk.

"If you've come to ask if I'm alright, save it, Morgan."

"Pretty Boy, I'm just worried about you."

Reid just shook his head and pulled out a folder of pictures. One of the pictures caught his eye and he immediately started tearing up. Morgan looked shocked. Reid never cried over some pictures. He was now, more than ever, convinced that something was wrong with Reid.


"Back off, Morgan! Just leave me alone!"

"Look, kid-"

"Just because you're older than me doesn't mean I am a kid! I hate it when you call me that so don't.


Reid looked up and saw Hotch staring at him.


Morgan looked at Reid. Did he just sneer at Hotch? Did he actually say what to him? Oh man, Reid baby what is the matter with you?

"My office. Now."

Reid nodded and stood up. He walked to Hotch's office.

"Reid, what is the matter with you? You've been snapping at the team and that's not like you."

"I don't know."

"Look, I understand that these last few weeks have been hard on you. So why don't you go home, get some rest and see how you feel in the morning?"

"Hotch; please don't kick me of the team? Please?" Reid said tearing up.

Hotch was confused. First Reid is angry, now he's crying? God what is happening to our teammate? "I'm not getting rid of you, Reid. I am just telling you to take the rest of the day off."

Reid nodded, "Okay. I'm sorry."

Reid walked out of Hotch's office and gathered up his things. Morgan came over to him.

"Reid, what's going on?"

"Nothing, Hotch just told me to take the rest of the day off. I, uh, didn't mean to snap at you, Morgan."

"Don't worry about it, Pretty Boy. You wanna ride?"

"No thanks, I'll drive."

"Kay. I'll see you later."

Reid just nodded and headed out of the building. As he was driving home he thought about what had happened today. Oh my god! Am I pregnant? Before he headed home, Reid stopped at a store and picked up a home pregnancy test. He quickly made it back to his place. He dumped his coat and bag on the couch and rushed to the bathroom to perform the test. Once he was done he sat it on the table and washed his hands and waited. Once three minutes had passed, he walked over to the table to take a peek.

"Oh my gosh!" It was positive.