So this chapter was originally much longer but I hated how it was going along. So I threw out like half of it and took another shot. Sooo...I rewrote the section and broke it into two different chapters that are, as always, rather short. The next chapter should be up within the next two hours.


Chapter Ten: "Definitely not enough"

2:45-Thursday

Reid lowered Sophia down onto the pillow, pulling the sheets up to her chin. He tucked her hair behind her ears and leaned down, kissing her forehead. A knock on the door as he tucks the sheet around Sophia grabs his attention, making him jump slightly. He opened his door and smiled at the bright and smiling person in front of him.

"I come bearing gifts." Garcia says with a smile, lifting the cat-carrier up. She put the carrier down and opened the cage door, Sherlock and Watson flying out the second it was unlatched. Sherlock pounced on Reid's feet while Watson darted to the bedroom door. Sherlock rolled over onto his back, pawing playfully at the air. Watson sniffed at the bottom opening of the door and meowed loudly and continuously. Reid picked up a purring Sherlock and walked over to the bedroom door.

"You're going to wake Sophia!" Reid whispered harshly at Watson. Using his foot he gently pushed Watson away from the door. However Watson was having none of that; he ran around to the other side of Reid and threw himself onto his belly at the door. He meowed sadly and pawed at the door, turning to look at Reid over his shoulder. "Fine! I swear if you wake her up..." Reid muttered as he opened the door.

Watson flew into the room, leaping onto the bed. He crawled his way onto the pillow that Sophia was using, laying his head next to Sophia's ear. He buried his nose in her wet hair and curled up on his side, getting comfortable. Reid felt Sherlock twisting and squirming in his arms impatiently. Reid shook his head and relaxed his arms, letting Sherlock jump down. Sherlock followed in Watson's footsteps and jumped onto the bed. He gently wiggled his way under Sophia's arm, curling himself up into a tiny ball, his tail swinging back and forth . Reid gently closed the door and turned to face Garcia.

"I haven't heard from you since Tuesday. How's she been holding up?" Garcia asked as she watched Reid intently.

"She's…physically okay; still tired and a little run-down but other than that she's okay." Reid took a deep breath and sat down on the couch, his knees tucked underneath him. "She's having nightmares now though. She was okay in the hospital, most likely because she was simply too exhausted."

"Has she said anything to you?"

"Nothing really; the best I've gotten from her are one word phrases, my name and such."

"Give her some more time.

They sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes as Garcia leaned back on the couch, observing Reid. She looked Reid over, a sympathetic smile gracing her face. His whole being seemed weighed down by an unseen force, his shoulders sagging under the weight. His eyes were dull and he looked to be struggling to keep them open more and more with each passing minute.

"Sweetheart, when was the last time you got some sleep?"

Reid let out a little laugh and hung his head. "I slept in the hospital, does that count?"

"That depends on how much…"

"Definitely not enough." Reid answered with a shake of his head.

"Well…aside from the obvious lack of sleep, how are you holding up?" Garcia asked as she placed a comforting hand on his knee.

"I…I don't know what I feel right now."

"Reid…Spencer, what is going through that big head of yours? You gotta let someone in."

"Just…give me some time. I've got a lot on my mind Garcia. I just need to…think."

Garcia sighed and stood up. "Whatever you are feeling, don't keep it bottled up. You know it's the worst thing to do right now." She knew that the word 'exhausted' didn't even begin to encompass what Reid looked like was and although she wanted to stay and fight to get Reid to say what was really on his mind, she knew he needed rest before he could work through anything.

"Go get some sleep baby." Garcia leaned down and kissed the top of his head, making her way to the door.

Reid waved goodbye and watched Garcia close the door behind herself. He padded back to the bedroom, slowly opening the door just enough for him to squeeze his thin frame through it. He walked over to the armchair in the corner of the room and lowered himself down, curling his legs up underneath him.

He looked over at Sophia and noticed her body shivering slightly. He stood up and walked over to the closet, grabbing a thick blanket from the top shelf. He opened it up placing it over Sophia and the cats, not a single one of them budging. Reid smiled down at them and walked back to the armchair, shifting till he got comfortable. He closed his eyes, feeling his exhausted body practically melt into the chair.


See ya guys in a little bit!

~Emily