Author's Note: This takes place during "Minimal Loss", on the plane. For now this is just a one-shot but if you guys want me to continue it, then I will. The song is Mannequin by Katy Perry. Enjoy, and please review!
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How do I get closer to you
When you keep it all on mute
How will I know
The right way to love you
She tried desperately to talk to him. Not even anything important. Just small talk. Why was he so quiet all of the sudden? Normally, he wouldn't stop talking. Why here? Why now, after she had just realized that she might have feelings for him. She had never thought of him as more than a friend, a co-worker, no less. But this case had sparked something new, something special. Something that could end up turning out really, really great. This one case had uncovered a chemistry between them that she had no idea was ever there to begin with.
Usually the queen of figuring out
Breaking down a man
Is no workout
But I have no clue
How to get through to you
Neutral. He was totally and completely neutral, and it was driving her absolutely crazy. There was just something so complex about him, and she couldn't figure it out. She could get into the brain of virtually any man – or person, for that matter – except for his. She couldn't figure him out, and she had no idea why.
Oh, I wanna hit you just to see if you cry
I keep knocking on wood
Hoping there's a real boy inside...
It seemed as if he was suddenly emotionless. Why couldn't he see that she was trying so hard to make an effort? She wanted to get to know him. She wanted to be closer as friends with him – and maybe even something more.
'Cause you're not a man
You're just a mannequin
I wish you could feel
That my love is real
But you're not a man
Somehow, he was acting as if the person on the outside was not the same person on the inside. She knew – and still hoped – that there was more to him, then just this quiet boy who mostly liked to read books. She could feel it in her heart, that she was starting to feel a bit more than friendship for her co-worker. She just wished that he could feel it, too.
I wish I could just turn you on
Put a battery in and make you talk
Even pull a string, for you to say anything
Reid felt guilty about what Cyrus had done to her. She had told him that it wasn't his fault; but he hadn't said anything. And when she said that she would do it again, she wasn't lying. She did care about Reid very much, and would do anything to protect him – even if that meant risking her own life. She felt anger towards Cyrus for the awkwardness that he had created between them. Although, in truth, she knew that what he had done had made them closer in hindsight.
But with you there is no guarantee
Oh, the expired warranty
A bunch of broken parts
And I can't seem to find your heart
She wanted – so badly – just to get through to him. She knew that deep down; he could tell that she was trying. But why wasn't he showing it? Emily Prentiss was not one who usually pried with men's feelings. But if she could just get him to open up to her, she could decide whether or not it was best to stay near him, or walk away.
Oh, I'm such a fool, I'm such a fool, I'm such a fool
This one's out of my hands
I can't put you back together again
Was this her fault? Was it because she had hugged him earlier? Or touched his hand? Had he gotten the wrong idea too quickly? Was he scared? Or even nervous? Questions flew through her mind. Her stomach became uneasy with worry, wondering what was wrong – and if she had caused this.
'Cause you're not a man
You're just a mannequin
I wish you could feel
That my love is real
But you're not a man
You're just a toy
Could you ever be a real, real boy?
And understand
But you're not a man
If this was just typical Reid being shy around women, would he ever grow out of it? Would he learn how to loosen up? She wondered, and sighed; frustrated.
If the past is the problem
Then our future could solve 'em, baby
I could bring you to life
If you love me inside, baby
It'll hurt but in the end
You'll be a man
Maybe he had had a bad experience with women in the past. She knew that he had lived through a rough childhood, and maybe he was afraid to let anyone in. But she would show him otherwise. She would make him see that there were other people in this world who loved him. On that note, she decided to try and fall asleep. It had been a long three days, and she was just getting even more exhausted from trying to deal with Reid. She closed her eyes and tried to think of other things as she drifted off to sleep.
'Cause you're not a man
You're just a mannequin
I wish you could feel
That my love is real, oh
Toy, could you ever be a real, real boy?
And understand
But you're not a man
You're not a man
You're just a mannequin
I wish you could feel
That my love is real
But you're not a man