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Sergio and his Human

Moonlight dappled shadows along the white sands of the beach like an old black and white photo. The surf lapped gently at the sands with a soft whooshing sound that soothed the ear. He lay on his back looking up at the inky black sky full of more stars than he'd ever seen in his life. They twinkled through the night sky as though someone had stitched diamonds into black velvet. He picked out every constellation that his father had shown him when he was three years old. His favorite, Andromeda, captured his attention focusing his eyes so intently that he couldn't see anything else.

Andromeda was said to be so beautiful that Demi-God Perseus, son of Zeus fell in love with her at first sight. He killed Medusa and saved Andromeda from a sea monster. He could understand Perseus and his love for the beautiful Andromeda. He'd fallen hard for the most beautiful woman he'd ever met. He'd been willing to do anything for her, but she'd pulled away to keep him safe. She'd sacrificed her life to keep her family safe and to protect a little boy from his evil father.

Tears ran out of his eyes and dripped onto the white, silky sand under his back. He loved and he hated her for her sacrifice. She wasn't supposed to go away without saying goodbye. She was supposed to trust them to help her. More tears slid down the sides of his face. He should've been braver. He should've forced her to tell him the truth in time to help her.

He stared up at the sky wishing that somehow he could turn back time and make her come back to him. A soft sound on the sand next to him pulled his eyes to the right. A figure stood there watching him. His heart began thumping so hard his head hurt.

"Who's there?"

The figure walked forward out of the shadows into the light of the moon and stars. His heart stopped as the face of the figure came into view.

"Emily?"

Her feet whispered over the sand, but didn't disturb it. She dropped down next to him wearing a flowing white gown that fell to her feet and left one shoulder bare like a Greek Goddess.

"How?"

She reached out and pressed a finger to his lips. "I'm sorry." She said and somehow her voice had taken on an unearthly tone that reminded him of ringing bells.

"I miss you."

"I know baby. I miss you to."

"Why didn't you let us help you?"

She lay down next to him on her side so that she faced him, her dark hair spread out on the sand. He turned his head and met her eyes.

"I had to protect you Reid."

"You should've let us help you." He insisted. "We need you."

She smiled. "The rest of the team doesn't need me." She said.

Amazingly, he didn't feel heat rushing into his cheeks. "I need you. I love you Emily. I'm sorry I didn't tell you when I had the chance.

She shifted and rolled on top of him. His arms came around her as she kissed him deeply. Her arms enclosed him and hugged him tight. "I love you too Reid."

"I wish you could come back."

"I can't Reid. I have to move on."

"I don't want you to go."

Her weight on his chest became a little uncomfortable. He shifted, but her arms held him tighter still in their embrace as she kissed him eagerly, lapping the inside of his mouth with her tongue.

"Emily…"

He tried to turn her over, but she held him down like rocks on his chest. He pulled his mouth away as the pressure on his chest increased.

"I can't breathe."

Her lips claimed his mouth again, devouring him as if she was starving. "Emily." He squeaked.

She licked his face and purred in his ear. "Reid."

"What are you doing?"

His eyes stuttered open to see the dark grey of dawn in his bedroom and a pair of bright eyes inches from his face. "What the hell?"

He jumped back and Sergio leapt off his chest to the floor of his bedroom. He couldn't see the cat, but it hissed at him and yowled from the floor. He froze like a deer in the headlights despite the fact that it was a cat, not cougar in his room. Still… There was no way he was going to put his feet down on the floor with an angry cat on the loose. It wasn't logical, but he didn't care.

He sat there for ten minutes watching the sun move shadows on his wall and trying not to think what Morgan would say if he were there. Also… He marveled that he slept the whole night in his bed instead of the couch. How had that come about? He didn't know.

He finally threw off his comforter and stood up. No cat attacked his feet and he felt foolish. There was still the mystery of why the cat had been sitting on his chest. Was it trying to kill him by smothering him? He laughed at his foolish line of thought. Cats didn't try to kill people.

He went to the kitchen, stopping at the doorway when Sergio suddenly rushed by him to his food and water dishes. He meowed loudly at Reid.

"What do you want?" Reid asked tentatively as if talking to a particularly violent un-sub.

The cat just stared at him and meowed again. Reid narrowed his eyes at the cat. The cat didn't like him, but now it seemed like the cat expected him to just hop to and feed him. Okay… so it was kind of like dealing with a small child. If he gave the cat everything it wanted then the cat might decide it liked him and they could both relax.

He went to the cupboard under the sink and pulled out the bag of food. He filled the dish as Sergio stayed just out of his reach. He gave the cat fresh water and stood back. The cat fell on the food as if he was starving, growling as Reid tried to pet him.

"That's friendly."

The cat looked up as if he understood and hissed again.

Reid put up his hands and backed off. "Stay out of my bedroom." Reid ordered the cat, "And we'll get along just fine."

The cat went back to his breakfast.

Reid sighed and decided to make his first cup of coffee for the day. At least the cat had come out of hiding so that meant progress, right?

He sighed again as the coffee maker hissed and spat a few minutes later and felt overwhelming sadness slip inside his heart. Today was the day, he finally remembered. They were going to have Emily's funeral. He was going to be a pallbearer. He was going to carry her away to the cold, dark ground. It wasn't fair. He and the rest of the team would go on and she'd stay beneath the ground in the dark.

Oh God… He knew what happened to bodies that decomposed even if they were embalmed. He could picture it vividly in his head, happening to Emily. He shut his eyes tight and tried to make the pictures in his head go away, but they wouldn't just like the headache that had flared up as soon as he'd awoken that morning.

He looked over at the cat, who'd jumped up on the counter and stared at him as though daring him to say or do anything. He got up and went to the counter. "Get down from there."

The cat hissed and batted at him with a paw. Reid dropped his hands and stepped back. "Fine… Do what you want. You're a cat and you will anyway."

Sergio eyed him, meowed and jumped back down from the counter. "Thank you." Reid said.

Why are you thanking the cat?

He supposed it didn't matter because the cat wasn't walking where he prepared food for the occasional dinner and breakfast most mornings.

Sergio ran out of the kitchen. Reid started to follow him then stopped. If Sergio wanted to hide out somewhere and be alone, Reid could understand that. He wanted to hide away that day instead of going to a funeral.

Cats were lucky. They didn't have human emotions. They just liked you if you fed them and took care of them. They lived uncomplicated lives that he deeply envied.

He looked at the clock on the microwave. The time had come for him to get ready for the funeral. In a couple of hours she'd be in the ground and he'd have to find a way to get on with his life.