A/H: Hello again, everyone! I'd like to give a shout-out to ahowell1993, tannerose5, the two Guests, and redea240 for reviewing Chapter 4, favoring, and following the story! I do appreciate it!

Next couple-to-few weeks might get will seriously rough due to college finals, but I will do what I can, okay?

Please, do enjoy my story and please review; new ideas and constructive criticism are always appreciated.

~Élise's POV~

Élise didn't like sleeping in that much; not even when she was in school; for some reason, it would just make her feel groggier than even falling back to sleep. Only today she did, and it was now a quarter past seven in the morning. She would always remember waking up at five—or later—which one came first, just to get herself ready for school. Sometimes if she was too down, too tired, or too lazy to get out of bed, she could stay in bed and lay down before finally deciding to get herself out of bed. Maybe go on her laptop and play some video games.

Or clean her apartment. Before realizing she already cleaned most of her place yesterday.

Come to think of it, she could use some fresh air. Maybe go and get more food and snacks to put in the apartment. Or she could do some more "retail therapy."

Only this time, she didn't seem to mind it since there was really nothing else to do. It was not like she was in any rush like she was when she was in school; Reid gave her a couple days off, so he can spend more quantity bonding time with Anastasia now that the adoption is final before he went back to work.

She just still couldn't believe it has been an entire year since Reid hired her to be Anastasia's nanny. A year ago, she was preparing herself to be the nanny of an FBI agent. Of course, it was not like she was preparing herself to be the nanny of someone uber famous, but still? How could someone like her be working for someone like Reid?

Reid.

She still couldn't believe he let her call him Reid; she always preferred to call him Dr. Reid because she wanted to keep it at a professional level.

Especially since…

Never mind that. She forced herself to get out of bed, make it, take a quick shower, quickly brush her hair and changed out of her pajamas and into a simple button-up over a T-shirt, cargo pants, and her new black Frye combat boots. In case of rain, she put on her hooded Anorak jacket. She was wondering if she should take a handbag to go with her but decided not to. She was going to be out for a few hours or before dark at best; all she was really going to need were her card, some cash, license and new updated cell phone. All she needed now was her house key, double checked to make sure everything was locked; windows, balcony—although she never opened it, set the alarm to her security system and she was already out the door after double checking to see if the door was locked.

She wondered if she should take her car or take the train. She figured she could use the exercise, so she decided to take the train. Unless it involved Anastasia or in case of an emergency, she hardly ever drives. And she had quite a fear of driving from time to time.

Already at the Metro Center station, she steps on the Silver Line and takes the train to the Tysons Center; she printed out train directions and had even asked some people how to get there as she wanted to get home before dark. Even though she already went there earlier in the week, there was no shame in going there again. She always liked looking around to see if anything were new, maybe not so much as a child but now she liked it.

Stepping off the train and onto the Tysons Corner Metro Station. Soon she was on her way to the Tysons shopping malls. She could remember the first time she stepped into the Tysons shopping centers. There was just something different, if not more so than the ones in New Jersey. Sure, there was the same department and regular stores she would find there, but there was just different about them. She had always felt different.

Where should she go first? Perhaps look at the new bags and accessories at Banana Republic, Coach, Louis Vuitton, Chanel. She skims quickly around through Lord & Taylor, Macy's, Bloomingdale's, Nordstrom at both Tysons malls. As she was walking towards the food court to get a quick bite, she paused and saw the David Yurman store. The first time she ever went in there was when she decided to go with Reid to the Valentine's Day charity auction for work; she got herself a matching earring and necklace set.

She smiled for a bit. Because it made her think of Reid.

Reid.

She could still imagine him in that black tuxedo. He was like a modern-day Prince Charming or Mr. Darcy without the arrogant nature of his pride. As always, he was such a gentleman. Calm, polite, respectful, chivalrous, always opening the door for her before himself. Sometimes she wondered if Reid was real; he was just...

And little Anastasia. Left without the guidance of her four other brothers, her mother and the rest of her family. Luckily, Anastasia found a family in Reid and the other BAU members. Different people as just one big happy family. Sometimes…

She started to flashback to the moments …

Best to save those thoughts for another time. She looked at her cell phone for the time and it was already the afternoon. She decided to head on back home; she figured Reid would be calling her tomorrow if he went back to work.

She finally reached home within the hour. After entering her apartment, she locks in her security alarm. After tossing her keys nearly,

"Hello?"

She thought she heard something.

Maybe it was just her imagination.

Shaking it off, she walked it off and head to her bedroom when,

She gasped.