"Okay boys, this is the last house, then we go home," Will called to Jack and Henry, who had darted ahead of the team.
Reid laughed to himself. "That's what he said an hour ago," he whispered to Emily, who giggled.
Still, he wasn't complaining. His pillowcase bulged at the seams, filled with the night's conquest. His vision temporarily cut out, and he needed to stop to fix his makeup. No wonder those movies took so long, he thought.
"Having costume issues too?" JJ asked. She had also been hindered by complicated costuming. "How on earth do princesses walk in these heels?"
Reid shrugged. He honestly didn't know how any girl could walk in heels.
JJ smiled. "So, do you always dress up like this?"
"Every year. It's kinda my thing, actually."
"I thought that was magic. Or math. Or everything."
Reid laughed. "I am indeed a man of many sides."
JJ smiled again. "But seriously, Spence, I'm glad you came."
"Of course I did. Why wouldn't I?"
"I just wasn't sure. You know, with everything going on." She stole a quick but profiler-detectable glance at Emily, who currently was play-fighting with Morgan. " I just didn't know if you still trusted me."
"Listen, JJ. It's fine now. I understand. If you and Hotch had told us the truth, it's a very strong possibility that we'd be going to Prentiss's real funeral. Knowing Ian Doyle's vast knowledge of torture, it's also possible that he would have killed one of us while trying to find her. I ran the probabilities in my head."
JJ smiled warmly. "That's a nice thing to know."
"What?"
"That no matter what, we'll alwas have your quirky brilliancy around," JJ explained. She gave Reid's hair a quick ruffle.
"Come on guys, hurry up!" Jack and Henry yelled from the stoop.
Reid smiled at JJ before they ran to rejoin their family.
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