Reid sat in the waiting room, impatiently waiting for Pogue to finish his physical therapy session. Caleb, Tyler, and Reid had been taking turns taking their friend to his appointments since he couldn't take himself because of his broken leg and the fact that he complete destroyed his bike in his wreck. If it had been up to Reid, Pogue could have caught a bus or a taxi, but Caleb wouldn't hear of it. Apparently the fine print of the covenant was to chauffer your crippled brother. This would be why Reid was sprawled out across several chairs moodily flipping through a magazine. He heard the door start to open and glanced over to see a girl in a wheel chair trying to back through the door while at the same time keeping it open. A seemingly simple task, appeared to be impossible as the girl somehow managed to get herself wedged into the door jam. She let out a groan of frustration before glancing over her shoulder to see if anyone was around. Her eyes meet Reid's, she wasn't much to look at he quickly noted. Mousy brown hair and brown eyes. Her nose and cheeks were covered in freckles, her lips were just a little too small and her chin a little too pointy. She wasn't unattractive, just very plain. Reid didn't like plain, he liked the girls that made every head turn just by stepping into the room.

"Could you give me a hand?" the girl asked. Reid grinned.

"You sure? Looks like you're doing just fine on your own."

"I'm just gonna warn you that my pain pills are wearing off and you screw with me at your own risk." The girl replied.

Reid slowly got to his feet and made his way at a slugs pace to the door. He gave her wheel chair a jerk to get it free and rolled her into the waiting room.

"There you go."

"Thanks." The girl replied. Reid returned to his seat.

"So why are you here?" He asked looking over at the brunette. She looked at him like he was an idiot and gestured to the wheel chair. "Well, obviously, but what happened?"

"Car wreck, my pelvis got crushed." She replied curtly.

"Ouch." Reid winched.

"Yeah."

"You're not much for talking are you?"

"Nope."

The door of Dr. Wilson's, Pogue's physical therapist, office opened and Pogue hobbled out on his crutches.

"Thanks Doc." Pogue said shaking Dr. Wilson's hand.

"No problem, see you Monday!" Dr. Wilson. "Ah, Elizabeth, good to see you."

"It's Liz." The girl replied as she rolled herself into the office.

Reid watched as the door closed after her.

"Bye Liz." He whispered with a smirk.

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