Hey everyone, here is the next chapter for you all. I hope you enjoy this chapter. I apologise for it being slightly shorter than my recent ones but I've had a rough day. I enjoyed writing this chapter. I'm not sure how long this fanfic will be yet. How long would you all ideally like it to be?

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Two days later

Reid opened his eyes and found himself in a park. It was empty. It was a beautiful day all around him and the grass a vibrant green. He took a step forward on the grass and smiled. He checked himself over and found no injuries. He could open his eyes without any pain.

"Daddy!"

Reid turned around and saw a boy with brown hair run towards him. He managed to keep himself steady as the little boy hugged his leg. The boy looked up and smiled at him. He had curly brown hair and was wearing a pair of glasses, his eyes almost identical to his own. "Daddy, I found you!"

"Um...I'm not your daddy," Reid said as he looked at the boy.

"Don't be silly, daddy!" the boy laughed. Reid looked at him and figured that he was about five.

"Tommy! Wait for mommy," a female voice called. Reid looked up immediately, he instantly recognised the voice. His heart hurt as he watched Maeve gently run towards him. She looked beautiful. Her brown hair hanging down one of her shoulders, her eyes full of joy and happiness. She walked up to him and kissed him. Reid quickly brought his arms around her and kissed her back. Maeve came away from the hug and smiled at him.

"Hello sweetie," Maeve giggled before looking down to Tommy.

"Tommy, why don't you go to the park? We'll be right behind you," Maeve said before ruffling the little boys hair. Reid watched as the little boy ran towards the park. He turned to Maeve and touched her cheek.

"I don't understand," he said. "This isn't real. I want it to be but it can't be."

"Does it really matter?" Maeve grinned as she brushed her hand through his hair. "This is everything that could have been. I'm your wife and Tommy is our beautiful son. Just as smart as his father. You are happy in this moment. Your mind is recovering and you know it."

"He's beautiful," Reid smiled with happiness. "I want to stay here. I don't want to leave you again."

"Spencer, I'm not alive. I died with Diane Turner that night. You can't stay with me forever. I'm here for you in your dreams. Your family is in the real world waiting for you to wake up. This is what you imagined life with me would be like. Our minds coming up with new fantastic ideas, our careers doing well and a wonderful family together. I love you and I'm here to help with the pain, to keep you alive. In this moment, I'm yours."

"You came for me when I got shot. You were above me."

"I told you not to give up," Maeve said before placing her hand over his heart. "This needs to keep going. It isn't your time yet."

"It wasn't yours," Reid argued gently. "We're supposed to have all of this. She took it all away. She took you away from me."

"I know," she nodded. "You can't let Kyle do that to your family. You'll see me agin. Every night, you can dream of me. You can hold me in your dreams and love me. One day, you will be with me forever. Just not today."

"Mommy! Daddy! Come play!" Tommy shouted at them.

"Come on," she smiled. "Our little boy wants to play."

Reid took her face into his hands and kissed her passionately. He came away from the kiss and looked her in the eyes. "I love you. I will always love you."

"I know," she laughed gently before kissing him back.

Maeve took his hand and started to lead him to the park where their son was playing.

"Why Tommy?" Reid asked as he thought about the name.

"Tommy is short for Thomas. We named him after Thomas Merton. The one thing that no-one can take away from us."

Garcia continued to read from the book that Maeve had given Spencer. It had been two days and Reid still slept. She closed the book and took off her glasses. She rubbed her eyes before putting them back on. She looked up and saw a small tear leak from Reid's closed eyes. Getting up, she used her thumb to wipe away the tear.

"Don't cry," she whispered before kissing his forehead. "Don't ever cry."

"Maeve."

Garcia looked down at Reid as she heard the words come out of his mouth, the words barely a whisper. His eyes fluttered open sluggishly. "Maeve."

"It's Garcia. Maeve isn't here anymore."

She watched as he looked around the room with his eyes, the swelling in his injured eye had gone down enough for him to see through it again. His eyes settled on her as he realised that Maeve wasn't there.

"Garcia," he sighed before closing his eyes again. He took a shaky breath in.

"It's me. You're in the hospital," she explained gently before she leaned down and kissed his cheek. "I'm so happy you are okay. We almost lost you."

"I got shot," he said quietly. "Where's Morgan? I want to see Morgan."

"He'll be back soon," Garcia soothed. "He needed some coffee. He has barely left your side since you came in."

"I...feel weak."

"You lost a lot of blood and your heart stopped twice. We got you back though. You need to stay in hospital for a few weeks, you are going to feel weak for a while."

"She told me not to give up," he said as he took Garcia's hand. "Maeve helped me. I miss her, so damn much."

The door opened and Morgan walked into the room. He immediately rushed to the bed when he saw Reid was awake.

"Reid, thank god!" Morgan smiled gently. "It's so good to see those big brown eyes."

"You're okay," Reid said before letting out a smile. "You are okay."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know he was going to shoot you. I'm so happy you are okay," Morgan said. He brought his arms down to Reid and hugged him gently. Reid put his good hand around Morgan. "Don't ever scare me like that again."

"I'll try," Reid whispered gently.

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Ten points if you remember the Thomas Merton moment in Zugzwang