"Don't you want to say something, Elizabeth?" Rowan was at a loss for words, much like her nine month old daughter. Elizabeth stared up at Rowan with a large smile on her face.
"There's no point in pressuring her." Spencer told her. He heaved a sigh and stood.
Both had made a recovery from their medical inhibitions: Spencer was completely normal and Rowan was managing her auto-immune disorder with blood thinners.
"I'm not pressuring her. I just want to hear her talk." Rowan said shortly. Neither of them had gotten much sleep since Elizabeth seemed sick every other day. She was constantly sneezing and coughing violently.
The doctors called it a reoccurring virus. Rowan was worried it was something more serious.
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Clueless
FanfictionWhen Doctor Rowan Reaves needs a new job, the BAU is looking at her very quizzically. She's almost as cunning as Dr. Spencer Reid. The team find themselves in need of her when the nearly perfect murders start. And then the murderer is after Rowan he...
