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Chapter 1:
Goodbyes aren't for Forever
SSA Dr. Reid's POV:
I had just gotten back home from a physically exhausting case when I began drifting off to sleep. I couldn't help but think about my little sister, whom I hadn't seen or heard from in quite some time. I wish I could have taken care of her myself, instead of sending her off with another couple, but mom's condition was getting worse, and I was heading off to grad school. I was 14 now, working on my Ph.D. Before I continue, you must know that I have an eidetic memory, and therefore, was able to speed through school. My sister was only five years old, but she was already taking after me. She was way ahead of her classmates. She was reading children's chapter books, even 200-300 page books with relative ease. She still had to have some help from me though with some words, but half the time it was pronouncing the words she had trouble with, but she was five. There was nothing wrong with that. We got along great, despite the age difference. But mom was getting worse, and my sister was going to be taken away by child services, and I couldn't take her to college with me. She needed a lot of attention, time I just didn't have to give, day or night because I needed to be well rested, and she was a bed wetter. Nothing wrong with that either. It's a common thing with children of her age at the time, but I didn't have the time or resources to take care her, no matter how much I loved her. But the scene of the Grangers taking my baby sister with them kept coming back to me, time and time again, like clockwork, especially when it had been a while since I had heard from her.
Flashback:
Hermione came running to me, running away from Mr. Granger, tears streaking down her face.
"What's wrong, Princess?" I asked.
"I don't want to go 'Pen. I don't want to leave you and mommy. I love you both so much."
"I know Hermione. I don't want you to go, but you have to. Mommy is really sick, and she's getting worse. We don't know if her sickness will make her hurt you. Obviously, you are much smaller than me, and she could seriously hurt you during one of her fits, even if she doesn't know she's doing it. I'm bigger than you, I can handle it. You're so small that I'm afraid that you won't be fine."
"But 'Pen..."
"Hermione, I'm your big brother. I'm supposed to protect you."
"You do protect me. You can take me with you."
"I wish I could. But I can't. I don't have the money to provide you with the things you need, and I'd have no time to give you, wether it be for playing with you or helping you with school, or anything else you need. The Grangers have good jobs. They can take care of you in the way that I can not. I'm sorry Princess. You know that I'd do for you what was best for you, and if there was something better than this, I'd do it."
The whole time I was hugging her and wiping the tears from her eyes. I hated do this to her, especially after I promised her we'd stay together. Then she choked out the words: "You promised me, 'Pen. You promised me."
"I know Princess. I know I did. And I wish I could have kept it. But I couldn't. This is my new address Hermione. And Mr. and Mrs. Granger have my phone number. You can write or call me. Now, be a good little girl and go with Mr. Granger. They'll be good to you, I can promise that."
Mr. Granger picked her up and started carrying her to the car. Hermione struggled against his grip, crying, trying to get back to me. I hated doing this. Once they got to the car, Mr. Granger started to put her in her seat. She struggled, but he eventually got her buckled into the five point harness car seat I'd given them from the car. It's safer for her to ride in it, and since she's really under weight (she doesn't eat much, and is a very picky eater) and small overall for her age.
Just before he closes the door, I said: "Remember this sweetheart: You will always be my Princess Hermione, no matter how big and grown you get, and, goodbyes aren't for forever. We will see each other again. I promise. Goodbyes aren't for forever. I love you."
"I love you, 'Pen."
End of Flashback.
A/N:
I know it's short, but it's a bit of a cliffhanger, and I'm really tired, so this is what I can do for my fans, for tonight, anyways.
