After they had finished eating, Emma put on her hoodie, Reid put on his jacket, and they arranged themselves for the night, with Reid's back against the rock and Emma on the outside.
"What about reptiles?" Reid worried suddenly.
"What about them?" Emma was squirming around, trying to get comfortable on the hard ground.
"What about if they, you know, join us," Reid sounded decidedly uneasy. "They are cold blooded and it's not unusual for them to seek out a heat source to keep warm."
"That's their risk," Emma told him decisively. "If they get rolled on, they get rolled on!" She closed her eyes and prepared to sleep.
"You do know that there are estimates of between 20,000 and 125,000 people worldwide dying of snakebite each year, don't you?" Reid questioned. "Although, the overwhelming majority of those are in third world countries."
"Then there are the scorpions," he continued. "Although most of their stings are generally considered non-life threatening there is always the chance – "
"Spencer, you have never spent the night on the desert, have you?" Emma interrupted as she opened her eyes and looked at him.
"Well, growing up in Vegas I did read about it a lot," Reid prevaricated.
"But, you have never actually done it, have you?" Emma persisted.
"No," Reid admitted. "You?"
"Mom and I went on several camping trips with The Devil Riders," Emma remembered. "We rode the bikes out to a place the guys knew about and set up camp next to a spring. We took everything we needed with us on the bikes, so we pretty much just had the basics – Food, water, shelter."
"Did you ever encounter any wildlife?" Reid still sounded nervous.
"Never anything to worry about," Emma assured him.
"Of course, we did have a fire," she added as an afterthought.
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Reid and Emma were both exhausted from the events of the day and, despite Reid's misgivings, it wasn't long before they were both sleeping soundly.
Emma wasn't sure what woke her, whether it was the hard object poking into her side or whether it was Reid's calling out.
"Spencer," she reached over to shake him but hesitated as she heard him call out again.
"Maeve," he moaned in his sleep. "Maeve?"
Emma took a deep breath and moved to reach over and shake him. As she moved closer to Reid, she encountered IT! Oh Boy! Dr. Spencer Reid was definitely aroused and, judging by what he was saying, she was not the reason. After considering the potentially embarrassing situation for several minutes, Emma took a deep breath and moved to give Reid a little extra room. As she blinked back the tears in her eyes and tried hard to ignore him, Reid again called out in his sleep for his deceased girlfriend.
Somehow, she managed to fall back asleep.