Thanks for the support as always. Remember this was originally part of my Fifty Love Interests for Spencer Reid series. I'm cutting up the chapter.
Chapter Nineteen:
Reid looked at the photo he kept on his desk facing him. He, Jane, and Jenna looked so happy together. His hair was a mess because he had just come from a case but Jane insisted on taking the photo. Jenna looked so small in her kindergarten graduation gown. How quickly time passed.
"Dad!" Jenna shouted.
Reid looked up and remembered what day it was if her soccer uniform wasn't obvious enough.
"I'm sorry, let's get going," he said and quickly grabbed his keys.
"This is a must-win match if we want to make it to the next round," she said impatiently.
"You're only twelve Jenna, you still have plenty of time to develop a depth of athletic skill before you reach your peak performance ability."
She made a face. "You never get it."
"What don't I get?"
"Nothing," she said. "Nothing at all."
Reid sighed and looked at his and Jane's wedding photo on a book case. It was five years just last month.
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Reid wasn't a fan of soccer. It was too aggressive for his taste but he also didn't like sports in general. But Jenna loved them and Reid tried cheer her on with suggestions for passing formations he memorized from the books he read. He couldn't help but notice lately how she looked embarrassed every time she caught his eye.
He had a hard time following her in the mess of girls with similar hair colors. His mind drifted to the case studies he was grading back at home. One student had an exceptionally strong grasp on the motives of the Riverbend Killer.
Suddenly he heard a chorus of whistles and looked up. Two girls were intertwined and the referees were pulling them apart. To his shock Jenna was one of them. The other girl was already shouting at the refs.
"She started it!" the girl shouted. "She shoved me first."
"You called me a bitch for stealing the ball!" Jenna screeched.
"That is no reason for violence Jen," Reid said as he reached the field.
A woman with red hair in a crisp business suit also appeared. "You shouldn't have retaliated Steph. And that is a bad word to call someone."
"Well she is," Steph said and Jenna would have rushed for if Reid hadn't held her back. "She nearly gave me a black eye mom."
The head referee shook his head. "Both of you are out of the game."
"But she started it!" Steph screamed.
"I don't care you both acted in an unsportsmanlike manner."
"Whatever," Jenna grumbled and ran towards the parking lot.
"Jen!" Reid shouted. He was about to follow her when he caught the eye of the mother.
"I'm sorry about that," he said quickly. "Girls at this age are particularly emotionally volatile at this stage of development."
"Yes I know," she said edgily. "I'm a doctor and your daughter has some serious anger issues."
"I'm a doctor too and your daughter was out of line also," Reid said hotly.
"Well at least she wasn't physical aggressive."
A referee interrupted them. "You three off the field, NOW!"
Reid threw one angry glance back at the woman and took off after Jenna.