"Hi Spencer." Reid looked up from his book and smiled when he saw the woman standing in front of him. "Maeve, I thought you weren't coming." He scooted over on the park bench, allowing her to sit down. "And miss a chance to see you? I wouldn't dream of it." Reid smiled as he stuffed his book into his messenger bag. "What were you reading?" Maeve asked, glancing at the book that was lazily poking out from his bag. "The only thing I read when I see you." Ie said, feeling a little shy at the moment, but still stealing glances at her eyes. Spencer, how many times do I have to tell you? If you keep reading that book so much you're going to wear it out."
Reid played with his thumbs, staring at the ground between his feet. "I know, but I can't really help it. It's my favorite book. I mean its-" "Our book." Maeve said, cutting him off. "Yea... Our book." Reid said, now raising his head to view her kind, soft eyes with his overwhelmingly sad ones.
"How have you been Spencer?" She asked, reaching towards him and gently taking his hand. Reid looked at her soft hand holding his. He ran his thumb up and down the back of it, wishing he could never let go. "I've been doing better, but honestly not by much." He admitted, moving closer to her this time, not daring to let go of her hand for even a moment. "I'm back at work now, like I said last time. I'm eating every day, and my headaches are starting to come less often." He paused for a moment and looked at his shoes.
"I don't cry anymore." He looked at her and gave a small, comforting smile. "At all?" she asked, a tone of worry in her voice. "Maeve, im fine. Its better this way. Its a lot easier to work and read and sleep and do everything without breaking down every two seconds." He said, his cheeks flushing red with a mix of anger and embarrassment. He turned away from her, hiding his grimace from her beautiful, perfect eyes. She gave his hand a gentle squeeze. He turned his head to face hers, and saw her lovely comforting smile. He couldn't help but smile back at her, feeling his anger and frustration melt away.
"I miss you Maeve." he said. "I love you so much." she gave him a small smile and placed her free hand to his cheek. "I miss you too. I love you." he put his hand around her waist, allowing her to move in closer to him. She moved as close as she possibly could, and rested her head on his shoulder. He took in the smell of her hair. Vanilla. He closed his eyes and smiled, holding her close.
"How is work?" She asked. "Too many cases, but there always is." he said nonchalantly. "I don't really want to talk about work. Not here." He gently rested his head on top of hers, feeling her soft hair on his cheek. "How about your friends? how are they doing?" she asked, slowly nestling her head under his chin. "They are all good. Hotch and Rossi are doing a great job leading the team. Garcia and Morgan, well nothing changes with those two. Henry is growing up so fast. He just had his sixth birthday." Reid pulled out his phone and pulled up a picture of him and Henry wearing party hats.
"Are you wearing face paint?" she asked, taking the phone for a better look. "Yea, Garcia insisted on face painting." He said, a small smirk growing in the corner of his lips. "Why is your face green? What are you suppose to be?" She asked.
He laughed and shared in holding the tiny screen. I'm a book-worm, see? There are my glasses, and my pocket protector, and my book." Maeve laughed and scrolled through the pictures. He loved her laugh. The sound reminded him of Christmas bells.
They scrolled through the photos, laughing and sharing stories. It's so peaceful. Reid thought to himself. He wanted to stay like this forever. A wave of sadness washed over him, his face beginning to darken. "Spencer? what's wrong?" She put down the phone and took his hands in hers. "I'm happy." He said. "Well isn't that a good thing?" She asked. "It is. It's the most wonderful thing in the world, and that's why im sad." His eyes met hers and saw the confusion in her face. "No matter how badly I want this to be real, it can't be. It's not. Your gone Maeve, and I know that without you, I can never be this happy again, and it kills me." She wrapped her arms around his and held him tight. "Then hold on to it. Hold on to this happiness and never let go." He held her tightly in his arms, squeezing her, silently begging to never let her go.
She pulled away and looked into his eyes. He looked into hers, searching for an answer, some way to make it alright again. "I love you Maeve." She placed her hand on the back of his neck, gently pulling him closer. "I love you to Spencer." they leaned in, slowly, savoring the moment. Reid felt a shiver run down his spine, this was it. this was the moment he had waited so long for. their lips almost touching, he collected his courage and
Authors Note
And what?! Hello dear readers, BAUIntern finally here with the 12th segment of My Safety Net. This was the hardest chapter I have had to write in quite a long time. I struggled with capturing Maeve's character, along with the connection between her and Reid. I really wanted to get this chapter right, because it will be a pivotal chapter later on, so id took me longer that I wanted, but I'm glad to finally share it with you guys!
