HEY ALL! I'm slowly updating these chapters and working on new ones its difficult cause I'm going through some things but I hope you enjoy the tiny additions if you don't I'll re-post the old one.
DISCLAIMER: I'm pretty sure everyone knows who created Criminal Minds and clearly it was not me. I'm not creative enough.
Spencer Reid was completely out of his comfort zone. He knew physically how he got to where he was now, but in another way he had absolutely no idea how this happened and how it could happen to him of all people. He was a very critical thinker, can read 20,000 words per minute and had an IQ of 187 but still was dumbfounded as to how he let this happen and knew from of his actions this had ever even crossed his mind though it should have. But there he was sitting on an airplane by himself waiting till he landed so he could go home and sleep and hopefully put this behind him, though he knew he couldn't and he didn't know it yet, but, he wouldn't want to put a certain part of it behind him. Again he was out of his comfort zone; he usually travels on the jet with his team. He hadn't been on a plane by himself since his last vacation with he used to visit his mother in Las Vegas 16 months ago. He had absolutely no idea how he was going to explain this to his team who had how they would take this kind of news.
After many years of working together the team all knew Spencer inside and out and vice versa, especially his partner in crime Derek Morgan. And because they were profilers, they knew what he was thinking, and if/when they found out about this, things would be different and he would be asked many questions. Like:
How?
They should know how they're adults.
When?
For the last year.
Why?
Was it a moment of weakness? They didn't know.
And most importantly who?
Who. He would never divulge who. That would be this own little secret that if he could help it would be with him until he died. No one could know unless they figured it out, and let's face it they probably would, again, their profilers, their paid to basically read others minds, in some sense. He would never consciously tell them who because it would open up another can of worms. Plus, she wouldn't want anyone to know, he knew that quite well.
While he was in the air he couldn't help but think how this happened. Again he knew how, but still he was wondering how this came to this conclusion and what he was going to do next. But he knew he had to deal with this alone. He was alone, because this wasn't a part of their plan or anyone else's. He wasn't forced to do it at all, but he wouldn't be able to deal with the internal struggle and guilt if he bailed, like she did.
It was only a short flight from New York back to Virginia. (I don't if it actually is; I've been to the States once). Couples all around him on their way home from visiting relatives, college students going back to school after a long weekend at home with their parents, unaccompanied minors who were sent to their grandparents houses while their parents had better things to do, all the hustle and bustle of people getting things from their carry-ons and stewardesses going up and down the aisles with drinks, headphones and the ever popular airplanes packages of peanuts.
"Would you like anything to drink" A nice stewardess asked politely as she came up to him after giving a seven year-old a juice box.
"No, Thank you" he said being pulled out of his thoughts and returning her smile as she proceeded to ask the couple behind him.
He closed his eyes and rested his head against the head rest doing what he does best, letting his mind wander and think. He thought he had just closed his eyes when he overheard the pilot on the intercom that they were now landing in Virginia and they would be at the gate very soon.
Spencer quickly opened his suddenly remembering what happen, all the events that led up to the proceeding moment.
And then something caught his attention, it wasn't the nice stewardess, or the cute elderly couple sitting directly behind him, or even the captain on the intercom, but to a soft whimper next to him.
As the plane landed and he turned his gaze down towards the noise and still couldn't believe that this was his reality now. As people started getting off the plane he could see and hear all the commotion around him and waited till there were only a few people left to gather his things. After he got his carry-on and his other personal items, he looked down at the tiny face of his newborn daughter, who was loosely wrapped in a snow white blanket, who was gazing up at him with her grey eyes that have not yet turned their color yet. He sat there for a moment just looking in her eyes and his heart melted a bit knowing that he, who produces the Reid Effect, is in charge of a person who is completely dependent on him. He sighed and got lost looking into the eyes until her eyes slowly drifted close and into sleep. When the same stewardess was walking up and down the aisles collecting garbage and forgotten items of the know empty plane, he decided that it was time to leave and head towards his apartment. He slowly got up checked the overhead compartment making sure he did not forget anything and proceeded to grab her carrier and the rest of his things that were on the table in front of him and proceeded to leave the plane towards the gate and into the start of the newest chapter of his life.
Okay I know the last sentence sucked. I just couldn't figure out how it would transfer from my head to the keyboard.
Review? Do you guys like the update or do you want me to re-post the old one? Smiley faces all round. DFTBA.
