A/n: Following last year's tradition, here there is my collection of drabbles and flash-fics to work as a follow-up, and sometimes a little introspection, to the episodes, chronogically in order as they'll be aired.
She looks at his retreating form, him, seeking solace into the attic, his self-imposed punishment.
She shivers as the facts of the day run in her mind. Everything that has happened lately. Everything that she has said, heard.
Jane's falling over the edge, she knows it. even Rigsby and Cho know it. and they are talking about it. Cho never shares. And if he does…
She remembers Jane's words from earlier the day, about drugging himself in order to hallucinating not being the way he does thing. But he told about seeing his Charlotte, now almost an adult, and she knows his pain, she knows his regrets.
She also knows that look.
A part of her would like to run to him and tell him everything's all right, would beg him to return to them, to let them help.
But after being alone and distant for so long, she doesn't know if she still is supposed to be his caretaker.