Who's ever had writers block? let me tell ya, it royally sucks. This is all i could come up with but you know what, i like it.
I dont know if i should up the rating of my story because of this story, because the thing is, most teens do this anyway. there is no sex in this chapter. and i love how its bringing Reid and Monroe closer together.

SO! this chapter is for MK and Robyn who encouraged (nagged not really) me into writing, but i hope everyone likes it!

Chapter 10

Reid jumped, startled from his sleep, when he felt a hand gently pat his shoulder. "Hm? Wha?" His voice was horse from lack of use.

"Come on." Monroe whispered sliding her hand down his arm into his hand. "And be quiet!"

He stood, the bright blue chair scrapped gently across floor making with a eerie screech. It seemed to echo in the silence. Reid glanced around to see the others draped with blankets across their bodies. Pogue and Kate we tightly wrapped together in another chair, he spotted Sarah situated snuggly in Caleb's lap with her head falling on his shoulder, and Tyler, well Tyler was spread eagle on the counter top. How did that happen, the world will never know.

Reid brought his attention back to the small girl standing in front of him when he felt another tug on his fingers. Their feet made soft padding sounds across the shag carpet as they made they're way upstairs. He noticed that she ran her fingers along the banister while humming a familiar lullaby quietly. He watched as with each step that she climbed she swayed slightly, presumably from the sleep that she was needing. His hands darted quickly to her hips steadying her when he saw that she was rocking a little to much one way. A smiled graced his face when her hands cupped over his own, her thumb made lazy circles.

She stopped in front of a door painted yellow door kissed with bright red lips. Monroe leaned against it breathing in the old smell of oak and then slowly opened the door to a world she had missed so dearly. "This was my room." She said with a slight croak in her voice. They both closed their eyes quickly when she tapped the bedside lamp. Monroe sighed flopping back onto the small bed with a heavy sigh.

"Where am I sleeping?" Reid glanced around the room searching for another bed or maybe a couch.

"Well I- I thought you could just sleep with me." A crimson blush quickly flooded her pale cheeks while her eyes shot down to the ground. "Not like that!" Reid's smirk was clear as day in the child's room. "I didn't want you sleeping in a chair, you looked so uncomfortable sitting in that chair all hunched over. Just.. Get in the bed Reid." Monroe's eyes widened to saucers when he pulled his shirt over his head. If possible her eyebrows raised even more on her forehead, tattoos littered his body. His name was scripted along the top of his back, a ring of words encircled one of his bulging arms, and a small square that she couldn't exactly make out the picture too was forever on his forearm.

A small groan escaped his lips when he felt her cool fingers tracing the 'R' across his back. His hand darted around twirling her to his chest tightly. He dipped his head letting his breath caress her face, her eyelashes tickled his skin with the softest touch. Small hands ran down his naked back sending chills to the tips of his toes. She raised herself up onto her tippy-toes and swiftly took his bottom lip into her mouth sucking gently. Quick as lighting he bent down, never breaking their connection, and in one quick motion his hands grabbed her thighs and lifted her up. Her legs instinctively wrapped themselves around his waist. She could something poking her inner thigh but brushed the thought out of her mind. Reid's calloused hands scratched her back lightly as they ran up and down her sides, blood pumped quickly through every vein.

"Bed." Her voice had a note of urgency but also shot of being afraid.

Reid laid her gently down onto the bed, definite lines from his muscles straining showed all across his skin from holding himself up above her just enough to not be smothering her. His abs contracted as he her fingers made a lazy pattern down his chest toward his boxers. Reid's breath hitched in the back of his throat. He couldn't contain the groan that had been growing in his chest when she bit her lip as her fingers dipped into his jeans teasingly.

He ran his fingertips again up her sides pulling her shirt along with it leaving her in a white lace bra. Reid took a deep breath taking in her milky white skin. Monroe traced the golden hair that dared her to follow into his pants, her own breath came in a short gasp when she felt his tongue tracing her collarbone wickedly. She yelped when she felt him take a small amount of her skin into his mouth sucking on it and then biting her leaving his mark.

Monroe rolled on top of him leaving Reid on his back staring up at her, a grin was planted onto his face with his eyes full of lust and another emotion she couldn't quite figure out at the moment. Pressing her body against his she traced his lips with her tongue slowly, tantalizingly. She moaned when his own tongue joined hers in a furious battle. His hips bucked against hers when she ran her tongue down the side of his. Hands were everywhere, weaved in his blond locks, running along each others body, cupping her butt and breasts making sounds emerge from both that they didn't know they could make. Just as Monroe's fingers dipped once more into his jeans there was a knock on the door. They both froze eyes wide.

"No' in ma house! Go to bed, I don' need no great young's yet!" Grandma Georgia's voice was loud on the other side of the thin door. In a moment of surprise Reid rolled off the bed with a thump while Monroe tried to smooth down her ratted hair that was sticking up in many places. When she heard the footsteps disappearing into the silence she smothered her face with her hands trying to cover her giggles.

"Your laughing?" Reid asked incredulously. All she could do was nod her head.

"I laugh when I'm nervous." She managed to get out between her giggles. Monroe pulled back the covers sliding in between them still giggling. Reid shook his head getting in behind her. He drew her into his arms, pulling her tightly against his chest. Soon her giggles died down to a slow rhythmic breathing. He peered over her shoulder watching as her eyes moved under her eyelids, he quietly sighed.

I can't let anything happen to her, I wont. She's too different, special even. My first real girlfriend and I don't know what these feelings are. All I know is nothing is going to happen to her on Sunday, I wont let it happen. No matter what. Reid tucked a strand of hair behind her ear from where it had laid across her nose.

"Reid, we'll be a team." He was surprised to hear her soft whisper in the dark silence. "Nothing is going to hurt me." She placed her hand over his where it was laying on her belly. He placed his forehead back into the crook of her neck and soon their breathing level out as one.

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