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Spencer Reid was standing in a grand ballroom, watching beautifully dressed, masked couples move around, they seemed to glide around the room, twirling, dancing, and having a good time during their evening. The men were dressed in finely pressed suits, bowties completing the ensemble, their dancing partners were dressed in brightly coloured gowns that shimmered under the lights of the three crystal chandeliers that hung from the high ceiling. The support columns were adorned with heavy drapes of fabric, white and gold alternating, they matched the shades on the wall and ceiling. The floor was black, with a white pattern that spencer simply couldn't identify, it was familiar in an abstract way. As Spencer was watching the couples dance he had been walking the perimeter of the room, he adjusted the mask on his face. The mask was a deep blue, it had an intricate swirling pattern of black and grey in the design, framing the eye sockets in the mask, the colours in the mask matched the colours of his suit perfectly, better than anything he would pick out himself. As this thought occurred to him he heard the sound of a woman clearing her throat behind him. He turned at the sound; he felt his heart skip a couple of beats before continuing at an increased pace. In front of him was a beautiful brunette, she was dressed in an amethyst coloured gown, her face was adorned with a matching coloured mask, the pattern within was similar to the one on Spencer's mask, the colour, the same shade of blue. Reid knew who he was standing in front of.
"Maeve." The word slipped out of his mouth in a whisper, slipping past his lips before he had time to register the action. His heart lifted, the sadness he had felt since her death vanished, here she was standing right before him; he felt the sweetest joy, he had another chance with her, another chance at happiness. There was nothing that could make him upset, he felt as if the sun was shining on his life in that moment
"Hello Spencer, enjoying the festivities?" she asked, twirling ever so slightly from side to side, causing her dress to shimmer in the lights. She smiled at him, looking up at him through her lashes.
"Uhm, yes, yes I am, it's a little odd though, I don't exactly know why im here though. Im glad, because, well, you're here." He said, cutting himself off as he realised he was rambling.
"Well, im glad to hear it." She replied, looking at the couples on the floor. She turned back to Spencer, who had been watching her the entire time. "Will you dance with me?" she asked, extending her hand to him.
"I don't know how to dance." He replied nervously, she was watching him expectantly now.
"it's not that hard, I can show you." Her had was still extended to him.
Spencer reached out his hand, about to take hers within his own. Just before his hand made contact he saw something out of the corner of his eye. He turned get a better look, what he saw shocked him. The beautiful ballroom was gone, the crystal chandeliers that had hanging had been replaced by chandeliers made of bone, ribs were connected to make the circumference of the circle, tibia bones made up a design in the middle, the candles were actually fingers, the wax was flesh melting away from the bone. The support columns were large rotted logs that looked as if they could fall down at any moment, the expensive fabrics were gone, and spider webs were in their place. The design in the floor pattern that had been eluding Spencer was suddenly made apparent to him, it was pictures of skulls, layered over each other, the eyes stared up at the ceiling. Finally Spencer looked back at the couples that were dancing in the room. This is where he got the biggest surprise of all. The couples were skeletons; their clothing was rags, hanging from the bones, fabric and flesh hung towards the floor as the pairs of skeletons spun around the room. Spencer turned back to Maeve who was standing, still dressed beautifully, still waiting for an answer, a slightly confused expression on her face.
"Maeve, I, I cant dance with you. If we dance here, we dance forever."
"But I thought you wanted to be with me?" She asked, tears in her eyes.
"I do, you know I do, but this isn't the forever I wanted for us." He replied, his mood darkening. His chance at happiness with Maeve was slipping away once more.
She turned and walked away from him, breaking his heart, right along the seam that had been created when she died.
Spencer Reid woke in his bed, gasping for breath, he checked the clock by his bed. 3.56 AM, he had gotten a little more sleep than usual, but all that meant to him was that the dream lasted longer, and the pain was more real.
A/N: Hey guys! So, watching the episode 'Alchemy' made this come to mind, it will be at least three chapters. As usual, if you could read and review i would love to know what you think! Also, thank you to tannerose5 for pointing out the formatting error, i wouldn't have picked up on it on my own. Until next time, cooey out!