"A weak man has doubts before a decision. A strong man has them afterwards." Carl Kraus
~1 month later~
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"Hey!" I yell; startling the man and making him jump. Before he has the chance to raise his gun on me, I shot him.
Spencer was dead.
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"Rebecca!" Mallorie yells, shaking me awake. "Dreaming again?" She asks, sitting down besides me on my bed as I sit up, breathing heavily. "Same one?" I nod as I glance at the time. 6:23. "Maybe you should see a counselor. It might help them to stop."
"Yeah, that's not going to happen." I mumble getting out of the bed.
"None of it was your fault. You know that." She tells me as I go into the closet, grabbing some clothes. "What are you doing?"
"Getting ready for work." I say going into the bathroom and locking the door before she has a chance to stop me.
"Becca, you know what your boss said. You're not ready to get back into things."
"I"ll be fine." I say as I quickly begin to make myself presentable.
"You need to talk to someone. You haven't been getting much sleep." She says, knocking on the bathroom door.
"I'll. Be. Fine." I say again, desperately wanting to get out of the house.
"Bec-"
I open the bathroom door, looking at my best friend staring at me concerned. "Mal, I'm tired moping around this house feeling sorry for myself. I love hanging out with you guys but I need to get out of here. I need a distraction. I'll be fine."
"Yeah, I know. That's what you keep saying." Mal says bitterly. "But you don't look fine."
I grab my purse and slip on my shoes, "I'm leaving. Go back to sleep. " I tell her as I walk out of my bedroom and over to the twins room, where they are both still asleep. I kiss them both goodbye before heading into the office.
I can feel everyone staring at me as I sit at my desk for the first time in a long time. I tug on the sleeves of my blazer, covering my arms from the chilly office I almost forgotten about after being away. I know everyone didn't feel ready for me to come back yet, but I needed to get out of that house.
I felt as if all happiness was sucked from me and it's been happening since I was a little girl, but it's never been this bad. I've never felt so empty. Of course I still had the twins, who were the best part of my life now, but a big chunk was still missing from me.
I stare down at the pile a paperwork on my desk and begin to work on it, not wanting to interact with anyone today. "Hey." I soft voice says coming up besides my desk. I look up at Morgan who is looking at my worryingly. "I didn't know you were coming in today." He says.
"I didn't either." I manage to say, shrugging. "Kind of a last minute decision."
"Well it's good to see you Becca but we have a case and I don't think it would be a good idea if you went." He says to me.
"No, let me go." I say standing, even though Morgan had no say if I went or not. "It'll be nice to get away from here for a while."
Morgan sighs, "I'm not the one you have to convince."
I look up and watch the rest of the team filing out of the round table room, Hotch not looking happy to see me.
"Wish me luck." I say to Morgan as I get up from my desk and walk over to Hotch, following him into his office. "Before you say anything-" I begin to defend myself.
"I'm glad you're back." He say sternly.
"Wait what?" I say, expecting a lecture.
"I think working again will be good for you." He says, gathering files from his desk.
"Then why haven't you asked me to come back?" I ask him.
"I didn't want you to feel you had to do something you weren't ready to do." Hotch explains to me. "So, are you ready?"
"Yeah." I nod hesitantly.
"Good" He says handing me a file, "Wheel's up in 30."
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Welcome to the first part of the final book, Remembering the Doctor! I'm going to try to make this last book 20/25 parts but let's be real it may be shorter than that cause I suck!
This was kinda just a starter part so sorry it is so short...new part should be up soon? Who knows.
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Remembering The Doctor ~Spencer Reid FF~
FanfictionA month has passed since Spencer died and Becca is back to her old ways. The same ways she tried to escape all those years ago when she joined the BAU. Will she be able to fix herself, or will she have to escape her past again? This is the FINAL boo...