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"So this holiday Reid? "Morgan asked.
"Like going to see my mother in a madhouse. "Replied Spencer without looking up from his papers. "And you, the beach? "
Morgan laughed and began to tell the sun, the beach, the girls, the conquests of an evening so much things that Reid didn't understand and didn't try to understand.
"Ready to work? "Hotch asked.
"Yes boss. "They replied in heart, which made a smile in the so serious face of Aaron Hotchenr.
JJ brought cafes, routine resumed its course at the FBI so they could believe that they were not yet in holidays. Spencer had was eager to return to Washington, eager to resume a routine that brought him this new stability and the desire forward without focusing on the issues, but his work wasn't now his only reason to live, and he had only a fear... That it stops too quickly. So he avoided the question.
"Reid? "The young man looked up at JJ.
"Yes? "He replied.
"Will you speak for the research section on missing people this afternoon? They want to have your amazing support to explain the stats to their potential recruits. "
Reid nodded in the affirmative, why not? JJ looked almost shocked that she did not need to negotiate. Certainly he had changed a lot.
The day passed, they analyzed old case, preparing evidence for trial psychopaths who were still alive, and took some news from past victims. In brief, they did the "after."
Reid went away to make his speach in another office, the FBI was a large office and everyone should contribute to help the other to protect, the best they can, U.S. citizens and those living on the floor of the United States.
Finally when he left the office was deserted, only Hotch seemed to still be in office on account keeping shadows that moved there, he was probably not alone. Reid took his bag on his desk and walked toward the exit when he heard:
"Reid! "He turned and saw the agent Hotchner leaning on the railing, Erin Strauss beside him who was also looking at him. Spencer swallowed, she made him feel uncomfortable, because of her closed and cold face no doubt.
"A problem Hotch? "
"I want to see you in my office for a moment. "
Reid started, he wondered what his superiors had to complain about.
"Mr. Reid" Strauss began to speak "my colleagues in the department of missing people are very impressed with your skills and want you to come more regularly to make lessons to their teams. "
Reid looked surprised, he expected an avalanche of criticism, but he did not consider the possibility that it may be the reverse.
"If you agree, we will develop your schedule accordingly. " proposed agent Hotchner. "You will not leave the team but you'll have hours of teaching to do in the month. It is up to you. "
"Can I think about it? "He asked, hoping that the answer does not have to be instantaneous.
"You have one week to make me know your answer Mr Reid. "Said Erin Strauss.
Reid nodded.
"That's good. Thank you. "He bowed his two superiors and left the office.
He had to return to Washington by bus, unless ... that Garcia is still with Kevin and computers.
He went to her friend's office and knocked.
"Garcia? "
A voice replied, "Wait a second my Little Prince. "She opened her coat on the back, Kevin sat behind her, watching them.
"Am I disturbing you? "Reid asked.
"We were going back home. "Kevin said, getting up.
"Can you take me? The next bus is quite late and I have to ... be in Washington before the night falls. "Asked the young man.
"Of course. "Kevin threw.
Garcia looked Reid with a look that clearly said that tomorrow they should speak both advanced his case.
They got into the Kevin's car, and went near to where Reid was usually deposited by Morgan.
"Are you sure? Not at your home? "Kevin asked.
"No, no, the metro is regularly. "Spencer launched before greet and disappear in the crowd in front of an half-amused, half worried Garcia.
Spencer went to the mosque, Muslims were already fairly large number, breaking the fasting was something very important and that was the period when the mosques were more populated with the feast of sacrifice.
He was looking for Asma without success, too crowded, too many veiils and not enough lights. He waited until the Muslims come to pray, making their ritual, he wasn't part of them, but he respected these things, as he respected other religions.
Muslims got up. It was the end of the prayer. Large dishes arrived and Spencer finally saw Asma who held one, he gave her a small sign of the doorway where he stood. She wore a long pink and white tunic, matching the veil he had known much earlier, the day she found her phone.
"Salam Aleykoum Spencer. "She said, smiling. He smiled back. "Glad to see you back. You can come in, we did not eat since dawn, but promised, we will not eat you. "
She led him into the room where they ate and made him sit cross-legged beside her. Before them the dishes were loaded with oriental dishes from everywhere, from Algeria to Pakistan, or even a little more far away in Asia, some had brought some small desserts from their countries, it was a great moment of exchange.
Asma eating while joking and Spencer imitated quieter but responded with pleasure to his questions.
The party continued until late and he proposed to the subway ride with Asma, who agreed that he'll walk on its portion of the path, but she assured him that he did not need to go further . In the subway, quiet at this late hour, Asma turned to him and asked:
"Do you believe in God, Spencer Reid? "
