"We build walls and not enough bridges."
Isaac NewtonSo it's been a few days since the anthrax scare, and I am finally being discharged from hospital, Garcia has just dropped off some clothes and I'm about to change. I let out a brief sigh of relief when I see that she has packed me some black skinny jeans and a grey off the shoulder jumper, and my black heeled boots. I was expecting a bright coloured outfit with some super high heels, with some big ass hair accessories.
Once I had signed my discharge papers I made my way to the nearest coffee shop. I entered and got a dirty chai, my specialty drink as I started to leave I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see I have a text from pretty much everyone in the team checking in, everyone except Dr Reid. I scoffed and rolled my eyes, and without realising I almost walked straight into someone, "shit- I'm so sorry." I muttered as I continued to leave the café, I felt a hand hesitantly grab my arm I spun around and looked up, to see none other than Reid, "hey Maria, y-you're out of hospital?" I gulped, "yeah I am," he turned a shade pinker, "hey, can we take a walk?" He asked and I nodded, "um ok." He went and bought his coffee and we began walking down the street, "Maria." He started and paused before continuing, "I'm sorry that it was you who was in that room. It should've been me," he stopped walking and I looked up at him, he was staring straight into my eyes, "Reid-" I began, "Spencer." He corrected me, "Spencer, don't dwell on it. I'm fine, it wasn't that bad," I lied, I haven't slept at all since it happened, every time I close my eyes I feel as if my muscles are dying, as if each breath is my last. He could clearly see straight through my lies, "I'm just glad that you are okay." He said, and before I could react he did the most out of character thing, he pulled me into a hug. It was a long hug, he rested his head on top of mine and held me tightly, all I could smell was his cologne and coffee aura, I smiled and pulled away from him, "Spencer, can we start over? I feel like had we met under different circumstances we could maybe be friends?" I almost whispered the last part, he smiled at me and our eyes met for a short moment, "we can start over, but it won't change the circumstances," he said and I looked down at my take out coffee cup, "I know, but can we try? Please?" I asked and he nodded, I smiled and we continued walking.
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Three days, seven hours, and thirty two minutes. That is how long it has been since Hotch made me take some time off work, I am practically climbing up the walls. Time off work with nothing to do, it is pretty much forcing me to dwell on the past.
I went to say bye to uncle Bill and he quickly grabbed something out of his pocket, "here, take this. I know you have questions about the offer I gave you, this should answer them. I'll see you at 9am sharp." I nodded, accepting the envelope and reminding myself to save it for a rainy day.
Where did I ever put that envelope?I rummaged through my drawers until I found the envelope, Naomi's handwriting scribbled over it, Uncle Bill, I opened the envelope and began to read,
Hello uncle B!
It feels strange writing a letter instead of texting, anyway I have a reason for writing this. Well by the time you are reading it, I will be gone. I'm sorry to do this to the family, and Ria. She doesn't deserve this, but what she deserves is a job. In the BAU, you and I both know how exceptionally clever she is. She is a team player and this is all she really wants to do, please give her a chance. I would also like you to be the one to notify Dad of this, please tell him I'm sorry for being so harsh, I know it wasn't his fault. It never was, but I needed someone to blame, please look out for Ria. She may be tough she will be hurting, and she will completely devote herself to her work to distract herself, I've known her all my life so I know when she isn't okay. Please make sure she is okay.
Love Naomi xxI let out a quiet sob, I knew there was a reason behind me getting a job straight after graduation. I miss Nay so much, I stood up and fixed my face and threw on my work clothes. I don't care what Hotch says, I need to work. I arrived at the office and I walked straight to Hotch's office, I knocked and entered he raised an eyebrow when he saw me, "you should be at home," he said flatly, "I know sir, but I have recovered and there is no point me being at home. I need to work." I replied, he nodded, "fine. But you aren't going back in the field yet, understood?" He stated with authority and I nodded, "thank you sir." I walked out of his office with a small smile on my face, I made my way down the stairs and was greeted by Morgan pulling me into a hug, "Hey, you're back!" He smiled, "I am." I said my hellos to everyone and sat at my desk, I twiddled a pen in between my fingers, "hey," I heard Spencer say, I looked up and smiled, "hey," we chatted for a while and then Garcia walked in a file in her hand.
"We've got a case!"
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Mágoa // Spencer Reid
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