10 Moment Left- Chapter 2

The Trust Factor

"...Sorry for all you nice people reading FR. Ive got no inspiration for it right now. Pleaz R&R!"

Spencer Reid walked back in the same cafe he had so many other times before, this time with crutches. He awkwardly opened the door and hobbled to his regular seat.

"Sorry about abandoning you last Friday; I was in the hospital." Reid smiled.

"What happened to your leg?" Abby asked with concern.

"If I told you that, we'd be breaking one of our rules-don't flat-out say what your job is." Getting the hint, Abby nodded her head.

"It was nice of you to leave flowers and that letter. Did you get the one I have you?"

"Yeah, my friend stopped by and gave it to me." Reid replied.

"I always go first in these therapy sessions," Abby started, "but this week, I think it's your turn to go first."

"Therapy sessions?" Reid smirked. Abby just nodded. "Alright, fine." Reid took a deep breath before spilling his guts...

Their 'therapy session' was a bit longer than usual, but neither of the minded. This was the only chance either of them got to get things off their chest without judgment, and both of them valued that.

Once the air was cleared, they smiled to themselves and shook hands. "Same time next week?" Abby asked.

"Yes, of course." Reid nodded...

A few weeks later, Reid came back in with a cane and a grimace. He had just gotten back from his physical therapy (which hadn't ended very well). He had fallen off the balance beam and landed straight on his injured leg.

"Whoa, what's up with the grimace?" Abby frowned.

"Physical therapy." Reid grumbled. "It didn't end so well."

"How so?" Abby asked.

"I fell off the balance beam and landed on my leg." Reid briefly summarized.

"Well, that sounds like fun." Abby laughed.

"Hey! Be nice to the crippled." Reid warned.

"Don't you mean momentarily crippled?"

"Same thing." With a slight pause, Reid continued. "Now, how was your week?"

A few hours later, they finished their weekly session. "Wow, that was pretty intense." Abby sighed, throwing out her coffee and walking out of the shop; Reid followed behind her.

"Yeah." Reid agreed.

Abby looked around her surroundings, her eyes scanning to the park with the hidden beach behind it. She smiled to herself, an idea coming to her mind. "Come on, we've still got a few hours before nine." Reid raised his eyebrow, but quickly limped behind her. They walked in the direction of the park, passing the swings and carousel and headed straight to the beach.

"Why are we going to the beach?" Reid asked.

"We're only going to the beach in a sense." Abby said. Seeing the confused look on her company's face, she elaborated. "I'm going to help you balance on the pier."

"Uh, I don't think that's a good idea..."

"Oh come on! I promise I won't let you fall. Here," she said, reaching for his hand, "I will help you up." Reid reluctantly took her hand and hopped on the railing that separated the beach from the park. He took his shoes off before getting completely on. Once he was securely standing on the some-what thin railing, Abby extended her arm for Reid to hold on to. "Careful now..." she mumbled, concentrating on the way he was walking.

Reid carefully put one foot in front of the other as he exhaled a shaky breath, trusting in the stranger he had come to know so well not to let him fall. He ignored the ache in his leg as she held on to him, never letting go. As they walked the railing of the beach, a slight wind whipped spare sand and ocean waves in their direction. The temperature began to dark as the tide began to set in. If the moment were to be written down in a book, Reid mused, it would be described as a perfect night out with a stranger holding your hand. But it wasn't a book, so Reid kept concentrating on what was happening.

Reid shivered as the wind started picking up,throwing the ocean water up toward them. Noticing his reaction, Abby held on to his hand tighter. "Relax, we're almost done." Reid nodded, getting more tipsy by the second. As Reid started swaying as he walked, Abby slowed down her pace. She was afraid that the combination of the wind and the water would send the tooth-pick thin man flying off the rail and into the water.

After what seemed like forever, the railway ended. Reid carefully hopped off the rail and took his cane from Abby, who was smiling up at him. "See? All you have to do is concentrate." Reid gave her a small smile before they continued walking again.

"Did I ever say I doubted you?" he challenged.

"True." Abby nodded. "Now come on, let's get you a sweater."

With that, the duo walked back to the cafe, where they would part ways until next week...

"...Ive taken a liking to this story :) Thnx anyone whos out there for reading! Let me know who you are and review :)"