Felicity

VIII

   I woke up, not knowing where I was for a second. I looked next to me and I realized that Reid was sleeping next to me. Oh, that's right. I Reid wanted me to stay over, I remembered him asking me to stay. I sighed and sat up. Reid was still sleeping next to me. He needed the rest. After everything that has gone on, and what we talked about, he seriously needed to rest. I looked at the time. It was ten in the morning. I didn't think Reid would be awake until noon, so I got up. 

   I left his room and I stood in his living room, thinking. He probably wouldn't like it if I left, but I need to get changed, I thought. I'll go home, change and take a shower, then I'll come back. That way I can be here when he wakes up. I picked up my keys and I checked on Reid one more time before I left. He was sound asleep. I smiled and I headed for the door. I locked it from the inside and I headed out. I hurried as fast as I could to my house. Reid would be upset if he thought I just left him. 

   Once I got home, I quickly hopped in the shower and got dressed. My mind was racing with thoughts the whole time. I didn't know what to think. A lot was going on. I took a deep breath after I got out of the shower and I got dressed. It was a good thing that I grabbed his house key, I thought. Or else I would have been locked out. I put my shirt on and I grabbed the keys. I headed out of my house and for my car. Once I got in, I started to head over to his house. With luck, he wouldn't be up. I was only out for an hour. 

   I unlocked the door and I shut it behind me. I put his keys on the counter and I walked into his room. He was still there on his bed, but he was awake. I was sitting at the edge of his bed, looking as if he was thinking.

   "Kid, you okay?" I asked, walking into the room. 

   He looked up at me and said, "Yeah, I was thinking."

   I walked over to him and sat down next to him.

   "Sorry that I wasn't here when you woke up. I went home to get changed," I said.

   "Oh, it's fine. I just got up and I figured that's what you were doing."

   I breathed a sigh of relief and I looked at the blank wall in front of us. 

   "What are you thinking about?" I asked. 

   He paused for a moment then said, "The dream I had last night." He bit his lip. 

   "Was it the same dream that you told me about?" 

   "Yeah."

   "Tell me about it again. What happened?" I asked, wanting to know why he was so upset about it. 

   "I was in a restaurant, sitting at a table by myself. I was waiting for someone to arrive. I had no idea who, but just someone." He took a pause. "And then, Maeve walked in and she tells me that she wants me to meet someone. But I don't want her to leave. That's when she tells me that there are other people out there and that I have to be grateful for what I have. I-I knew she was right but, I wasn't ready to let go." He looked up at me. 

   There was a look of concern and helplessness in his eyes. I had no idea how to respond. The way he sounded, so lost and confused made me a bit nervous. It was a bit cute, how he sounded at that moment. After a second, he cleared his throat and continued, 

   "And that's when you stepped in, telling me that you wanted me to listen to you so you got Maeve to talk to me. I didn't understand what you were trying to tell me. You told me that I didn't seem like I listened to you. But, I do! Why wouldn't I want to listen to you? You are one of the most important people in my life. And then, that's when you told me that..." He stopped. 

   "What was it? What did I tell you?" I asked when he didn't say anything.

   I knew it bothered him. He didn't sound concerned up until this point. I knew that this was the point in which he was the most upset about the dream. Whatever I said had to have been bad.

   "' I love you,'" Reid said so quietly that I could barely hear him. 

   "What?" I asked with my eyes wide.

   "That's what you told me. You told me that you loved me," He replied, with his head low. 

   I didn't move for a solid minute. I was no dream interpreter but I had to admit, that was weird. Logically thinking, if Reid was that concerned about it then I must've said it in a way that was concerning. When I could finally find my words, I opened my mouth and said,

   "Well, I do. You are my friend, why wouldn't I? I care about you, Reid. You mean a lot to me"

   I hoped that this was the right thing to say. I had no idea in what kind of context I had said that in his dream, but that was how I felt. I looked down at Reid, but he was covering his face. 

   "Kid, are you okay? Did I offend you?" I asked, a little worried that I might have insulted him in some way.

   When he didn't answer I got a little more worried. I didn't mean to make him upset. I didn't know what to say. I kept looking at Reid and I realized that he was shaking. I put my hand on his leg and he looked up at me. 

   "Reid, are you okay?" I leaned in towards him. 

   He looked at me and bit his lip. His face was a shade of light pink. I think he might have been embarrassed by my previous statement. I mean, since he lived alone and since Maeve died he had never been with anyone so he probably hadn't heard anything like that in a while. I realized my mistake a little too late. 

   "I'm fine. You just surprised me when you said that," He replied, still looking pretty embarrassed. 

   "Sorry." I couldn't help but smile. 

   "Don't make fun of me, you know you aren't sorry!" He said, grinning as well.

   Right then and there, we were both oblivious to the future. Maybe we were both profilers and we were smarter than almost every serial killer that we've put away, but we couldn't tell the future. And if we could have seen the future...





Dude, look at the picture at top of the page. :) Lol, it's almost as cute as Derek eating Jello. Anyway, leave a comment on which chapter is your favorite so far. Have a good week, love ya'll. (Btw, sorry for the awkward ending)