The World Is A Curse || Spencer Reid 's daughter || Vol. 1

seven

IRRITATING

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The next morning Reid got up like he always did. His morning went by like every other morning. He ate breakfast with Ely, send him off to school, drank coffee in bed with Max and kissed her goodbye when she went to work. Except it wasn't the same. Because their house was surrounded by agents, because both Ely and Max carried panic buttons and were acompanied by agents, because once they were gone Reid knew that he still wasn't alone in his house.

It turned out that Maeve was a late sleeper. It was almost noon when she came down the stairs, her eyes still sleepy, her hair dissheveled.

"Good morning, Maeve.", Reid smiled, raising his cup of coffee as a greeting. He was about to start reading the notepad but he was glad to have an excuse not to. After the letters the possibilities of what Maeve could've written in her private journal were dreadful to him. So he quickly packed it back into his bag.

Maeve jumped as if she hadn't noticed him, then she squinted her eyes as him, cocking her head to one side. "What time is it?", she asked, scratching her head.

"Half past 11 am.", Reid replied as Maeve walked up to him and sat down at the breakfast isle as well.

"Why didn't you wake me up?", she asked him, her voice still cracky from sleep. She was wearing one of her few sweaters but one of her sleeves had slipped up and she was scratching at her arm. Reid noticed several circular dots on the inside of her arm, scars, but she pulled her sleeve up so quickly that he didn't get a closer look.

"I thought you could use the rest. Breakfast?", he asked her, gesturing at the food that was still laid out before them. She just stared at it for a moment, then back at Reid and only then did she start to reach for it and fill the empty plate in front of her. The whole time she kept glancing back at Reid like she was making sure that he was okay with this.

Reid was pretty sure that Maeve didn't always have access to food, that food had been something restricted, maybe even some sort of reward. Thinking about it made him sick and he felt the urge to pile more and more food onto Maeve's plate. Instead of that he got up and made her a coffee,the way he knew she liked it, and placed it in front of her wordlessly. 

She gave him a surprised look but accepted th drink. "Thanks. Don't you have to work or something?", she then asked him.

"I took a couple days off until you start school so that I can help you get settled.", Reid explained.

"Okay. So what's the plan for today?", she asked before taking a bite out of a slice of bread.

"First, you have a doctor's appointment.", Reid announced. He decided on it this morning. It was quite possible that her skinny frame was just her natural shape but based on her worrying behaviour around food he just wanted to make sure that he wasn't missing anything.