Spencer's POV
One week later.
Today I'm getting discharged so I can finally go home. Thankfully, I don't need a cast for my leg since the bullet only went in my flesh. And despite being stuck in a hospital for a whole week, I've had an amazing time with Lina. I read books to her, went out on walks—well, more like she went out on walks while pushing me in a wheelchair—and we even had lunch "dates" together in the hospital cafeteria.
I guess ever since Lina confessed to me, I've been feeling more confident around her. I'm planning to tell her that I share the same feelings for her as well, but I want to wait for the perfect moment. As I come up with ideas on how I would do it, Lina walks in my room.
"You need help packing?" she asks.
"Nope, I'm fine," I answer. Lina nods and leaves the room. I didn't pack much so it was mostly books and a few clothes that I brought in my go-bag. After I finish, I leave my room and find Lina waiting outside for me.
"You ready?" She smiles brightly at me.
"Let's go." I return the smile. I wince a bit as we start walking, my leg still not fully recovered.
"Let me help you." Lina puts my arm around her to support me and we slowly walk to the elevator. I try not to put too much of my weight on her, since she herself is still injured.
"Thanks," I say and we awkwardly walk out of the hospital and get into the car.
"You know this is bringing back memories." Lina smirks.
"What memories?"
"When I had an appendectomy, you stayed here with me. Except now the tables have turned."
"I guess there's just something about us and hospitals," I joke and she laughs. We drive in silence to where the jet is waiting for us. Lina helps me up the steps as we board. I sit down in one of the seats with a heavy sigh.
She grins at me. "Tired?"
"Nope, just getting old." I raise an eyebrow at her, knowing that I'm actually 2 years younger than her.
"Alright then, grandpa," she teases and sits down next to me. A while later, we're back in Quantico on the elevator going up to the BAU. Since we had an early flight, it's only 3 p.m. here. Immediately after stepping into the office, I am greeted by the whole team.
"Hey, kiddo." Rossi pats me on the back.
"Hi," I say.
"How are you feeling?" JJ gives me a hug.
"A little bit sore." I crack my neck. "But nothing I can't handle."
"Reid, go home and get some rest. You can come back tomorrow," states Hotch, "Yang, you as well.." Lina and I open our mouths to protest but he stops us. "Don't argue." We sigh and nod respectfully. Then he smiles at us and walks away.
"Alright, Pretty Boy," Morgan slaps my arm. "See you soon." I smile at him. Before leaving, I quickly head to my desk to grab a few items. I look over my shoulder and see Lina standing at the elevator, waiting for me. I walk over to her and see her smiling at me.
"Are you ready to go?" she asks.
"You don't need to wait for me," I reply, "I'm fine driving myself."
"Okay, cool," she replies and we both leave the building.
I head to my car and drive home, listening to some classical music on the radio. As I pull into the parking lot of my apartment, I realize that I miss Lina. Without thinking, I pull out my cell phone and dial her number. It rings a few times before she picks up.
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The Trust Of My Life - A Spencer Reid Fanfic
FanfictionWith a rough past and trust issues, Lina Yang joins the BAU in hopes of making the world a better place by putting criminals in prison. But when she meets Spencer Reid, a socially awkward genius with an IQ of 187, she finds herself totally and compl...