Charlotte glanced over at her coworker, standing next to her on the train. The two of them were cleaned up now, but they still looked awful. The noise of the train roaring through the tunnels under the city, added with the noise of a full car of chatting people, Charlotte felt her head begin to throb. She looked over at Reid, envious of his dark sunglasses, hiding his sensitive eyes from the florescent lights. As the car rocked back and forth, she looked around the cabin for somewhere to sit. Her stomach wasnt in the best of moods today. She saw one in the very back corner and began to make her way to sit down. Still very dizzy, and wearing her heels in a moving train, proved to be a challenge, but she was determined. She released her grip on the bright yellow pole and took a few steps towards the back of the car. As she passed the door, the train lurched to a halt, sending her flying backwards. She closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable connection of her to the hard ground. Instead she felt her head connect with a soft, firm surface. She then began to fall a bit more untill she reached the ground, still separated by this warm surface.
She opened her eyes and saw that she had landed square on someone elses chest. He had tried to catch her, evident by his arm around her waist. She scrambled to get up, tuning out the quiet chuckles coming from her fellow passengers. "I'm so sorry." She murmured to her would be savior. She looked down and saw that it was no other than Doctor Reid. Great, she crashed into him. Again. She reached out her hand to help him up. He grabbed it with one hand while clutching his head with another. Two men stood from their seats and offered it to her and Reid. She helped him into the seat and started messing with his head. "What are you doing?" He snapped, twisting his head out of her grip to bend over and pick up his glasses. "I'm checking to see how bad you hit your head." He sat back up and returned his sunglasses to shield his eyes. "I'm fine." He mumbled. He then rested his head on the plexiglass window behind him, shutting his eyes.
After a long few minutes if silence, she looked over to him, unmoving from his position. "Thanks for catching me, and im sorry I turned the shower on you this morning." She saw him crack one eye open through the lenses, and slowly turn his head towards her. "It's fine. Just, can you stop knocking me over?" She smiled a bit at that as he turned his head away and shut his eye again. "I can try, but I can't make any promises." she thought she heard a small chuckle come from him, but she wasnt sure. "Thanks for the coffee. It was really good." She paused for a moment, not sure what he was talking about, then she remembered that she had offered him coffee so he would get out of her tub.
"Oh, thanks. It's my dads special recipe." She said, smiling fondly at the memory. "Well, next time you see him, tell him he's got a new customer." Reid whispered, a wave of sleepiness rushed over him as an early morning nap beckoned. He shut his eyes and relaxed.