Dropped| s.reid

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Brine's POV

I tried to walk in a straight line, I could feel Reid's gaze on me from the bed. Sure it was a double bedroom but I often stayed alone and JJ wasn't used to staying with anyone else. His leg was bouncing and I could see him in the reflection of the mirror on the door. I was sure that if he looked up he could see me changing but he didn't.

I still felt like I was going to fall over but I didn't do anything about it. I steadied myself on the counter while staring in the mirror. If I didn't tell Reid then he would ask, if I started talking I wouldn't be able to stop. I was also afraid of what would come out of my mouth. I had always been a rambler.

"Do you know what she said to me Reid?" I asked in a small vicious voice, just entering the room. He titled his head as he slipped off his sweater vest, only his button down on under. My hands clenched at the string of my sweater shirt as I tossed him a water bottle. Reid then raised an eyes brow at me.

"Something you didn't like, I wasn't listening." Reid said shaking his head. His fingers dancing over the fabric. I wasn't sure if I would have felt better if he had heard her or if this was better, me telling me. As I opened my mouth I couldn't speak at first. Afraid I might upset him.

"She said you were cute." I swallowed. A surprised look came to his face as he finally looked at me. Then his face dropped as he saw my grave expression. "That you would- you would-"

"Brine-"

"She said you'd make a great partner- that's what she called her victims Reid." My eyes glossed over as my arms secured my body inward. Reid's face changed he almost looked surprised. Not scared. Surprised. Reid looked up at me and blinked a few times.

"That's odd actually considering that she only targeted rapists-"

"Reid." I stopped him. He then glanced up at me. We both fell into silence. My hands shook and sure I felt sick but it wasn't like I was having another panic attack. "Can you not be a profiler for like two minutes?" I pleaded with teary eyes. Reid nodded before standing. Now he was pacing. What the hell was he doing?

Reid wouldn't look me in the eyes but he watched my feet as I tapped my foot on the carpet. I was pacing around the room because I didn't know what I was thinking. Because I didn't know what I was feeling. I felt out of place and there was a warm settling in my chest recently.

"My whole life the only people that I've ever cared about was my family." I said to him. My lips pressed in as I tried not to let myself cry. "Now I've got this team," Perhaps if was that Reid was a genius like me. "I've never met anyone with a hight IQ then me or anyone who had graduated at a younger age then me Reid." I continued. "Or someone like Morgan whose so passionate about the people he cares about or even JJ whose so sweet and caring she reminds me of my mom. Hotch might as well be my father if my dad ever put on a suit. Rossi is like a brother that I never had. Emily's like my sister and and I've never had one of those Reid. I've never had anyone." I said shaking my head slowly.

"Brine-"

"Reid." I sobbed out. "If I lost one of you I don't know what I would do." I then shook my head while looking around the room, sitting down on the bed. "I can't lose anyone again Spence." My hands were shaking. I knew it was hard for him not to spit out that I had just admitted to losing someone again.

"Brine." Reid said softly, then he came to stand across from me. My hands shook, then he wrapped his arms around me. Pulling me around to him, my stomach then began doing flips as Reid hugged me. I let him as his hands rested in my shoulders and made there way to the small of my back. While mine gripped the fabric of his shirt, Reid didn't wear calonge because he didn't like the smell and that it reminded him of his father. He let himself only use fabric softener, the same that his mom used.

"Reid I lost it in there." I said in a small voice. My voice cracked ad his hands clenched for only a second. Perhaps from my voice or even the pain I was sure I was causing by digging my nails into him. But I did nothing. "Reid I can't lose control the doctor he'll- he'll put me in a-"

"No." Reid said. Pulling back. Then he looked me in the eyes. Now he seemed like he was going to cry, his hands shook, like he was now having an anxiety attack but I could tell he wasn't. Now he seemed like he couldn't handle another person he cared about being admitted. "That's not going to happen Brine, I won't let it."

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A/N

The more I write this the more I love Reid.....

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