Spencer Reid - One Shots

You'll Get Through This

Voices filled the space around me, I didn’t really know much of what they were saying though. It was all medical terms. See I’m pregnant, and overdue with twins. My pregnancy has been fairly easy, little morning sickness or pain, so the second I started feeling large amounts of pain it shocked me to say the least. 

Abruptly the ceiling stopped moving as fast as it was, and the constant ringing in my ears seemed to start to ease. The doctors that had been rushing around before, were becoming a little more calm then before, which helped me to start calming down a little bit. Although it wasn’t until my husband came into view that I knew everything was going to be alright for the most part. 

“Hey! I’m sorry I was trying to get through all of the people but there were so many doctors and patients and-” he was talking a bit, okay a lot too fast for me to be able to catch up.

“Spencer! Calm down, it’s okay, I understand.”

One of the doctors then walked over saying that we needed to get started as quickly as possible. So we did get started, a lot quicker then I initially thought we would. The pain started to become unbearable as I started pushing, at so many different points I wanted to stop, to give up even… Each time though I looked over at Spencer and he’d give me a reassuring smile, the one thing that would help me through it. That stupid smile that over the years I have grown to love so much. 

All of the pain finally turned out worth it when I could hear the sounds of a small cry, quickly escalating into a louder one. “You did it!” Spencer spoke excitedly, squeezing my hand tighter. A weak smile came across my face, and that is the last thing I can recall before it all went black.

*Spencer’s POV*

Finally after 9 months of waiting, I finally got to meet one of my children! “You did it!” I told y/n, with a weak smile spread across her face. I don’t blame her for it, she did just give birth and still has to go through another child.

Out of nowhere y/n closes her eyes, and the monitors that she is hooked up to start to go off. Panic ran through my mind, what’s happening? Is she going to be okay? What about the baby? Even while the nurses were trying to push me out of the room my mind was racing a mile a minute. Standing outside of the room I looked like an idiot, staring at the door with a confused expression and tears in my eyes. I'm half shocked no one said anything to me. 

I couldn't sit there and dwell on it, otherwise I would drive myself insane. So, instead I went to see if it was possible to see my newborn child, and to my surprise they let me see her. Y/n and I have thought of a few names for what we want to name our baby girl, but I need her to make sure we have a definite pick. To be honest I just need her in general. It was hard even just to look at my daughter without wanting to think about y/n, and how similar the two look, or about how I can't do this if I'm on my own. 

*few hours later*

"Mr. Reid! Mr. Reid!" One of the doctors was trying to get me to wake up. 

"Huh" was the only thing I could think of, not even telling her that I, too, go by doctor. 

"Your wife is going to be alright. She just made it out of surgery." She smiled at me, and I smiled back. That was until her smile dropped and I remembered the other person I was hoping to make it out of the surgery. "Your son though, he didn't make it. We did everything we could, but he just wasn't able to."

I looked at the ground in sadness. "Can I at least go see her?" I asked with a small sniffle to follow. The doctor went to say yes, and I didn't even allow her to finish before I ran off sprinting. 

Upon entering the room I slowed down, seeing y/n completely passed out. She'll probably be asleep for a while. At least I have her here, I thought to myself whilst grabbing her hand and kissing it softly.