Scarlet Rose

6

The month I was in the hospital was spent with people poking and prodding at me with needles and questions alike. The only time I felt happiness was when the team visited me once or twice a week.

By the time I was discharged, I was so happy I could go home. Reid pushed me out on a wheelchair and helped me into his car, placing my crutches in the back before wheeling the wheelchair back into the hospital and coming back out.

He got in the car and buckled up, starting the ignition and backing out of the parking lot, turning onto the misty road of early evening.

"You happy to be going home?" He asked after a while of silence.

"Yeah." I nodded. "I'm just cold."

He chuckled and pulling up my hood on my grey hoodie. "That better?"

"Yeah."

"Good." He said, "hey, I got a surprise for you at home."

"What is it?"

"I'm not going to tell you. Then it's not going to be a surprise." He replied.

"Please? I just spent a month in the hospital. Give me some sense of happiness."

He chuckled. "Okay, I'll give you a hint. It's another gift."

"Did you get me a puppy?" I asked happily.

He let out another laugh. "As much as I would have loved to get a puppy, no, I didn't get you a puppy. It's small."

"Puppies are small."

"It's not a puppy." He insisted, a smile on his face as he stopped at a red light.

"Then can we go visit puppies? Pleeeeeeeease?"

He looked over at me. "Not tonight. Tomorrow, maybe. But today, you are on bed rest."

"Aw. Not again, Doc." I groaned.

He chuckled and placed his hand over mine, resting on the middle console. "I may make an acception later on."

My phone beeped with a message and I let out a little whine as I took out my phone and opened it up, seeing a text from Garcia.

"Everything okay over there?" Reid asked as the light turned green again and he moved forward.

"Yeah. It's Garcia telling me to get better, and to listen to you." I said, putting my phone away. "That woman has eyes and ears everywhere."

"That's Penelope Garcia for you." he said, turning into the parking lot and getting out, moving around to my side and getting out my crutches, helping me stand and get me in through the door, opening the elevator door and waiting for me to get in before he entered and the door shut, going up to Reid's apartment.

I shifted on my crutches and winced slightly, making Reid look at me with concern.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Just getting used to these crutches." I replied, hobbling out on the crutches when we got to our floor.

"I think this calls for some celebratory coffee." Reid said as he opened the door to the apartment, letting me in.

"Coffee? Really?"

"Hey, it's the only thing I know how to make without ruining it. Let me have this." he said as he shut the door, bolting it.

"Okay then. Coffee it is."

He looked at me and smiled. "You can go relax on the couch. I'll make us some coffee and we can finish the book. That sound good?"