Never leave me.
Authors note: I know I usually don't stick with stories I always start then and never finish but I really want to finish this one.
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Rated M for accessional inappropriate seances
Plot/Summary: Set at the end of zugzwang, what if Maeve had been shot but was still alive? For now...
Sorry this chapter took me forever but I had thanksgiving and family stuff (: hope you enjoy
The next morning Spencer was in the kitchen making her favorite breakfast: and omelet with chives while she took a shower. He had made sure she was wearing waterproof bandages on her wound. He had been taking care of her, maybe a little to much. She had stayed with Reid in his apartment for a week, she didn't want to be alone. He had taken vacation time off of work so he could stay with her. She still had dreams, that Spencer hadn't gotten there in time, or worse, Diane had killed him. He had nightmares to. About Diane killing Maeve, he was so lucky to find her, a women that he really loved, a women that he had so much in common with, he couldn't bare to loose her.
"Hey!" She called from the bathroom.
He immediately stopped what he was doing and ran to the bathroom door worried she was hurt.
"Mae what's wrong? Are you ok?" He said panic in his voice.
"Yeah I'm fine I just have to ask you something before I forgot!" She called back.
"Can I come in? I can't hear you that well!" He yelled through the door.
"Yeah, doors unlocked!"
He turned the door knob and steam poured out the door.
"I have an appointment today, just a check up. Will you come with me?" She asked poking her head out the shower, holding the curtain up to her neck.
"Of course, I was planning on it." He smiled. "Why don't you finish up in the shower I made you breakfast"
She smiled and her head ducked back behind the curtain. He walked out of the bathroom and shut the door behind him.
(2 hours later at the doctor, no ones POV)
"Maeve Donnanvan?" A small nurse called from the reception desk.
"Do you want me to go with you?" Reid asked.
Maeve nodded her head and they both stood up. The nurse lead them down a blue painted hallway and Reid slipped his hand into Maeves. She felt the warmth of his hand, looked up at him and smiled, he was so sweet respecting and just all around amazing. He knew how to make her feel better if she was sad or hurt. He knew how to make her laugh. She was so lucky to find him.
The nurse lead them to a small room.
The nurse pointed to a bed with a paper sheet draped across it. "You can sit there, and your boyfriend can have a seat in one of the chairs."
"I need to take your blood pressure, weight and hight, please put your arm out and rest it on your thigh." The nurse said.
Maeve rolled up her sleeve and did as instructed.
"Blood pressures good, can you please step on the scale over here."
"Weights 141, little bit less then last time, are you eating enough?" The nurse said before jotting down some notes.
"Yes." Maeve stood under the measurer on the wall, and the nurse lowered it down to meet Maeves head.
"5 foot 6 and a half." The nurse jotted down some more notes. "You can take a seat next to your husband and I'll ask you some questions alright?"
Maeve nodded her head and took a seat next to Reid laughing a bit at the word husband.
He didn't want to correct her and say he was Maeves boyfriend in case she said only family could be in the examination room. He took hold of Maeves hand again to make her more comfortable and let her know that he was there.
"About how many days do you have to change the bandage?" The nurse asked.
"About once a day." Maeve said.
"That's good, that means your not losing to much blood." The nurse commented.
"Have you noticed that area being particularly itchy?" The nurse asked.
"No."
"Are any of the stitches ripped or are they still in tact?"
"They're fine." Maeve said.
The nurse walked over to the cabinet above the sink.
Spencer felt Maeve tense up and he squeezed her hand harder.
"I need you to take off everything from the waist up, bra included" The nurse handed Maeve a gown and left the room saying the doctor would be in shortly.
Maeve just stared at the gown in her hand.
"Do you want me to leave?" Reid asked.
"No no" she said quickly "I hate doctors and I want you here with me.
While she changed he averted her eyes from her, even though he had seen her the night before, he still felt that she needed some privacy.
A few minutes after she was changed he young man knocked on the door then entered the room.
"Hi Maeve my name is doctor Bennett." He held out his hand for her to shake it. Then held his hand to Spencer to shake it as well. Reid smirked and took his hand.
"So, you were shot in the chest about a week ago is that correct." He asked.
Both Reid and Maeve nodded, while the doctor washed his hands in the sink.
"Well let's have a look see shall we? Go ahead and lay down on the bed.
Maeve did as told, crinkling the paper.
"Can you lower your gown down just a bit?" The doctor asked.
Maeve obliged and he began to inspect her Injury.
"The stitches look great, no infection, your doing a really good job keeping it clean, everything looks good, I'd like to see you back here in about a month if the stitches haven't dissolved like there supposed to but for now you can get dressed and leave." He smiled before leaving and shutting the door behind him.
Reid helped her untie the gown and stepped outside until she was ready to leave.
"Ok let's go." She said stepping out of the room.
This time she grabbed his hand. He was a bit surprised but smiled at her.
"Are you hungry? We could get lunch?" He asked.
"That sounds perfect." She smiled once more an leaned her head onto his shoulder.
