A/N: Wow! Chapter three already? I am suprized with myself, I rarely update stories this fast.

Chapter Three

Reid had a nightmare that night after he finally drifted to sleep. He woke up, bolting up and standing up out of the chair, it was dark in the room, with a small amount of light coming through the sliding doors, he remembered thinking about how the ICU doors were different from other doors in the hospital, it was so the nurses would be able to keep a closer eye on there paitents. Reid could make out shapes across the room, and could see things that were near the door clearly, and he could see Maeve. She looked pale in the light, Reid didn't like that, thought it made her look...he didn't even want to think about it. Reid shook his head, attempting to forget the thoughts, and the nightmare. He wondered what time it was, so he checked his phone; 4:16 AM. Great. Reid silently thought, he wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight, the last 'sleep' he got was restless and came with a nightmare. Reid looked out the doors again to see that there wasn't anyone in sight, he frowned slightly, and sat back down.

Reid sat there, awake, watching Maeve, glad she was still breathing on her own.

Later that morning, after the sun came up and was peering through the windows, Helen came in to check on Maeve, "Have you been here all night?" she asked Reid.

Reid seemed to be startled in a way, but only slightly, when Helen spoke, "Sorry, didn't hear you come in." he said, he knew he looked like crap, he was just glad he had been able to change out of the clothes he was wearing the day before, thankful that JJ brought him a change of clothes. Glad he didn't have Maeve's blood on his shirt.

"Have you been here all night?" Helen asked again, today her short hair was straight.

Reid nods silently

"No offence, but you look like hell." Helen said, Reid laughed sadly, it was an amuzed laugh but lacked any feeling but saddness, Helen smiled sadly, "Sorry, you've got a reason to look like hell."

Reid sighed sadly, wishing people would stop apoligising to him, he wasn't the one laying in the hospital bed with tubes hooked up to him; Maeve was.

sorry this one is short too, next one will be longer