Scene 1- Remembering Mercy
Setting- Airport/ Quantico, Virginia
It's late, Grace Mercer is stepping off a plane after spending the last ten years in Moscow Russia training in classical ballet. She grabs her suitcase and duffel, goes outside, and starts to hail a cab.
Grace- "Taxi. Taxi. TAXI!" A cab pulls over and she gets inside. They drive for a while, when the cab comes to a stop in front of an apartment complex. By now it has started raining heavily, so she sprints to her apartment door.
Grace- "Which key was it…" Fumbling with keys and mumbling to herself. "Here it is" She says. She goes to unlock the door when she sees a large envelope on taped to the door. "What's this?" She asks herself. She opens it, pull out the contents, gasps, drops everything, pulls out her phone, and dials a number that she hasn't called in ten years.
Setting- Flashback to a high school football field
We see a young boy tied to a goalpost, struggling to get free. He's naked. He hears a bush ruffle, and turns his head to try and see.
Reid- "Hello…is anyone there?" A young girl emerges from the bushes. She is holding a ballet bag. "Who, who are you?" He says trying to hide the fact that he had been crying.
Grace- "Here, let me help you." She puts her bag down, and pulls a pocketknife out of one of its pockets. "Hold still" She cuts him free.
Reid- "Thanks." he says looking down.
Grace- She reaches into her bag again and pulls out a full body towel "Here." she says handing him the towel.
Reid- "Thanks." He puts on the towel. "what are you doing here this late?"
Grace- "I was walking home from ballet class and I saw what happened, I wanted to help, but I didn't think there was much I could do. I'm Grace by the way, Grace Mercer."
Reid- "I'm Spencer, Spencer Reid" This memory fuzzes into another, Grace and Spencer are sixteen and each others best friend. They're at Graces ballet studio. He came to watch her dance.
Reid- "Come on Mercy, your class ending half an hour ago, I'm hungry, I thought we were going to that new Indian restaurant." Grace is dancing around the studio on Pointe.
Grace- "I'm not going anywhere till you dance with me." She goes over to the bar and pouts at him. This isn't the first time they've had this argument. "It's easy and you know it."
Reid- "Fine, but only because I'm hungry, and we have reservations." He gets up and they start laughing more than dancing.
Grace-"See, you're a natural." This memory fuzzes into one in an airport four year later.
Grace- "Thanks for driving me" She's holding back tears.
Reid- "No problem." He tries to smile, but he's also holding back tears. "Promise this isn't the end. That we'll still keep in touch"
Grace- "I don't know Spence. I mean your starting that new job at the FBI, and I'm gonna be training day and night…"
Reid- "Just promise me Mercy" Grace can no longer hold back the tears. She nods. Reid pulls her in for a final huge, to try and comfort her, and to hide his own pain.
Intercom- Flight 215 to Moscow is now boarding. Grace pulls away from Reid, wanting to make this goodbye as fast as possible.
Grace- "I have to go. I love you Spence."
Reid- "I love you too Mercy." They share one more huge, she picks up her carryon, and starts to walk away. This is when things started to go wrong. Reid starts to walk towards Grace but he can't get to her. He screams "Mercy, Mercy!" he can't seem to get to her.
The scene moves to Reid's present day bedroom. His phone is ringing, and he is screaming in his sleep.
Reid- "Mercy! Mercy!" he awakes. He is in a daze still, but pick up his phone. "Hello." All he hears is a woman crying, and trying to speak.
Grace- " Spencer. Spencer it's me." Reid his shocked to hear a voice that he has not heard in ten year.
Reid- "Mercy?" Still not believing his ears.
Grace- "Spence, I need you."
Reid- "Ok, ah, where are you, I'll come get you."
Grace- "I'm in a café in DC."
Reid- "I'm on my way. Tell me what happened." He get out off bed, gets dressed, gets the café address, and walks out the door, not once hanging up he phone.
