NOTE: This is told from Reid's POV.

It was the only place I'd ever known

Turned off the light on the way out the door

I will be watching wherever you go

Through the eyes of a fly on the wall

"You alright?" Morgan asks me.

"Yeah, just a girl from my high school years."

"Didn't you graduate when you were twelve?"

"I did. I just knew her from…other things."

Morgan's phone goes off. He chats for a bit and then closes it, heading for the door.

"Alright, buddy, if you need anything, let me know."

"Sure, thanks."

I look out the window and watch Alice walk across the street. My eyes seem to water. Funny, I haven't cried in years. Not since the day she moved.

She hasn't changed; she's still beautiful. I wish I could've told her that years ago when I had the chance. I wish I could've told her how I felt about her. I wish for so many things, but I know it is trivial to even bother dwelling on these sad thoughts.

It is time to write my letter to my mother. I don't know what to say. Likely, the same thing I always do. Lies about how happy things are with me in my life. I am certain she wants me to be married by now. I could lie about that if I wanted to. But I won't.

Instead, I know exactly what to write. I take the pen in my hand and sit down at the desk. The paper is crisp and ready, and my mind is fresh.

Dear Mom,

Today, an old friend came back into my life. Tomorrow, she will be something more.

Your son,

Spencer Reid

I stand up, grab the business card and head out the door.

This time, I am not lying.

I'll be with you wherever you go

Through the eyes of a fly on the wall