Title: Wondering

Rating: T

Set: during the last scene of "Somebody's Watching"

Spoilers: Somebody's Watching"

Pairings: you'll see

Disclaimer: I don't own anything! Especially not Criminal Minds!

I wonder if it was a mistake. Was it a mistake to go to Los Angeles? Was it a mistake to go to the crime scene? Would it have played out differently if we had just left? Who am I kidding? It definitely would have. More people would probably be dead. Lila would probably still have a stalker, but at least she wouldn't have met him and I wouldn't be sitting here moping.

And now, I can't get away from everything that reminds me of them. I want to forget, get over it and move on, but I can't. Everywhere I go, I see them. The grocery store, the library, the television. I see that cursed picture everywhere.

The entire world knows their story. No one knows mine.

I saw them. I saw them in the pool. I saw her stick her tongue down his throat. And then we caught the paparazzi, and something snapped inside of me. I wanted to strangle that blonde home wrecker. But I couldn't. So I had to settle with the paparazzi's film.

Maybe instead of brooding, I should go confront him. Maybe he'll chose me over her. Maybe.

He'll be at the office. He always is. And hopefully no one else will be too.

Another magazine. Mocking me on the bulletin board. It's doing its job, and I want to run away. But then I hear voices. His and Morgan's. My legs refuse to move from under me.

The voices are muffled. I catch a few words here and there. Something about if he should call her again.

After a bit, Morgan leaves. He didn't see me. I enter. Reid doesn't see me yet. He's holding one of those you-know-what. He takes one good look at it and throws it into the trash can.

Maybe he doesn't actually care for her. Maybe he actually wants me.

Now what is he doing? He reaches back into the bin and pulls it back out. I stand, unable to move as he shoves it into his desk.

Maybe I should have acted sooner. Maybe I should have realized sooner. Then he'd be mine. And maybe…Just maybe…My heart wouldn't have broken.