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Chapter One: The Dream and The Girl
An eighteen year old Spencer Reid sat on his front porch staring at the eighteen year old girl sitting next to him staring off into space. She was more than likely daydreaming.
His mother had finally fallen asleep an hour ago. Sleep had become so rare for her lately considering she always seemed to be up these days.
She was always sitting at her desk up in her room. She was constantly busy writing page after page of lectures and notes. She claimed she needed these writings for her lectures. Which was impossible considering she hadn't taught a class in more than ten years.
He was secretly dreading tomorrow. He'd already called the hospital and had everything set up so his mother could be taken away too Bennington.
Even though he knew this was what was best for her he still felt like he was the worst son in the history of all sons. It had too be done though.
He couldn't let his mother live this way and longer. It was becoming so hard to take care of her lately. Her delusions were getting worst and some days she wouldn't even talk at all. She'd just sit there staring down at her notebook not even bothering to eat or bathe.
He looked up when the girl finally spoke up glancing over at him "So your really going to Washington huh?"
He sighed nodding his head "Yeah I mean Natalie what else am I going to do. I already finished earing all my Ph d's and I really can't stay here forever. I just don't think there is anything for me here. Well except for maybe a teaching job or something like that. I'm just not cut out for that type of work though."
She sighed as she ran her hand through her light brown hair. She gave him a questioning look as she turned to face him "What do you think your going to do there? Are you still thinking about joining the FBI?"
"If I do join the FBI then I'll have to go through training to get in. I was thinking about possibly trying too get into the BAU. Ethan's said that he's going to go with me." He stated staring over at her.
She nodded grateful that someone they knew was going with him. At least he wouldn't be alone.
She knew he didn't do well in social situations he never had. A small part of her wished that she could go with him, but she had already been accepted to a local university. She knew she couldn't turn the opportunity down.
They had known each other for what seemed like forever now. She could remember the exact day they'd met. They had only been twelve years old and her family had moved in next door to the Reids.
When she had seen him the first time he was sitting all alone on his front porch reading a book. They had made eye contact but when she was about to make her way towards the porch he'd been called inside by what sounded like his mother.
She'd hadn't seen him again until she'd gone over to the high school to be walked home by her older brother. At first she'd been confused wondering how this neighbor of hers was already in high school. After all wasn't he just a kid? So her being naturally curious had asked him just that question the next day when she'd seen him on his front porch.
Spencer had told her why he was in high school at twelve. Though he was nervous to have to explain it. Most people had negative reactions when he told him about his IQ and everything else, but she'd just nodded her head seeming to understand and accept it all.
Ever since then they'd been inseparable, but here he was now leaving her behind.
He widened his eyes when she embraced him in a tight hug before speaking up in a whisper "I'm going to miss you so much Spencer"
He nodded his head knowing she wouldn't be the only one missing someone.
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A twenty five year old Dr. Spencer Reid awoke to the sound of his alarm clock going off. He rolled his eyes slightly why did he have to have that dream again?
This had been the forth night in a row he'd dreamed about Natalie Donovan and the conversation they'd had the week before he left Las Vegas. The night before he'd had his mother admitted.
He could admit even though it had been eight years he still missed her just like it was yesterday. Sure they'd written each other for the first two years that they'd been apart, but after a while they had just gotten so busy with their own lives that he guessed neither one of them had time to really write or call each other.
He sometimes wondered what would have happened if she'd come to Washington with him. Though they hadn't been a couple he'd always had an overwhelmingly strong crush on her.
He'd sometimes thought she'd felt the same way. After all she'd taken him to her senior prom and she'd even kissed him when the night was over, but nothing serious had ever come out of it.
He frowned as he got out of his empty bed trying hard to shake thoughts of Natalie Donovan out of his head. It was way too late to change anything now so why think about it?
He managed to get dressed and somehow make through all the traffic before he arrived at the BAU. He'd been working here since he was twenty two and though the job was hard he'd never change professions.
He made it over to his desk after getting his usual cup of sugar and coffee before he managed to sit down. He rolled his eyes slightly when Morgan spoke up grinning "Reid you should have gone out with all of us last night. There were a few girls there that would have loved to meet you."
"I had a headache last night sorry". Spencer stated knowing that that was the easiest way to get out of a long lecture from Morgan about how he should get out and meet people away from work. He really didn't get why the people he worked with were all so interested in his love life or lack there of.
Luckily Morgan hadn't had a chance to say anything else since JJ came downstairs sighing "We have a case."
Spencer, Morgan, and Prentiss all made it up too the conference room where Gideon and Hotch were already sitting staring down at case files.
They took their seats before JJ spoke up "I know that stalking cases usually go to the police until it turns into something more serious like a homicide but this women came to me first thing this morning. She's really frightened and scared for her life. She doesn't know what to do and she says she has no one else to go to. I told her we'd at least take a look at her case."
Gideon spoke up sighing "Is this girl here so we can hear from her ourselves?"
JJ nodded "Yeah she's in my office let me go get her."
It didn't take long for JJ to come back with a women whom was staring down at her shoes as she walked. It was almost as though she was too upset to look anyone in the eyes.
The sight of this young women standing in front of the round table automatically made Spencer frown slightly. She looked remarkably familiar.
He widened his eyes when JJ spoke up "This is Natalie Donovan. Miss Donovan do you think you can you tell these people what you told me?"
Spencer stared at her when she looked up. She was still avoiding looking at anyone at the table. She was staring straight at the wall behind them.
She still looked the same. She was short with light ivy green eyes, and a thin almost frail looking body. The only thing that was slightly different about her was her hair. It was no longer a long light brown it had been dyed a crimson red and been cut to right above her shoulders. This hair color made her skin seem even more pale than he'd remembered.
Apparently someone noticed he was staring right at her since he felt a hand shake him slightly.
He looked up too see Gideon's worried eyes "Reid is there something wrong?"
He looked up connecting his eyes with Natalie's "We kind of know each other."
Natalie widened her eyes apparently noticing that this was in fact the same Reid she had known when she was just eighteen years old.
He widened his eyes when she went over to him taking him by surprise by hugging him tightly. She spoke up apparently becoming more comfortable since she'd seen a familiar face "Oh my god Spencer Reid is that really you?"
He nodded "Yeah Natalie it's me."
He glanced up at his team sighing. He would defiantly have to explain all of this.
