A/N So that was an awesome response to the first chapter thank you all so much everyone that reviewed, everyone that favorited, and everyone that alerted. Thank you. I hope you like this second chapter. I own nothing including "Blue Christmas" by Elvis Presley.

I'll have a blue Christmas without you
I'll be so blue just thinking about you
Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree
Won't be the same dear, if you're not here with me

Driving home, he wanted to forget. That's all he wanted.

He wanted to shut his mind off, and feel nothing. He rubbed his arm unconsciously. He couldn't do that though. He wouldn't do that.

He walked into his apartment. Her ghost seemed to hang in the air. Memories of their time together flittered through his mind as he looked around the room. It was sparse; there were no decorations anywhere.

He couldn't take it anymore. He stumbled into a back room. He sat down on the bench in front of the black baby grand piano and he lost himself in the music.

He heard the knock on the door. He wondered who it was. Well, he wondered which team member it was. JJ probably, or maybe Morgan to yell at him for snapping at Garcia. He ignored the door for a moment. He knew they wouldn't leave and his car was outside, so they knew he was here. He wearily got up and moved towards the door.

"What are you doing here?" he said when he answered the door. He would not have picked Emily to be standing on the opposite side of his door.

"I'm here to talk to you. And I'm not leaving until you tell me what is going on. Why did you act that way today?"

"I don't want to talk about it." Just leave me alone.

"Well too bad, Dr. Reid," Emily said as she pushed her way into the apartment. "You're going to tell me."

"What makes you so sure?"

"Because if you don't, you'll lose me forever."

That stopped him in his tracks. I could lose her. I can't lose her. Not her. Not now.

She could see him pause, the wheels turning in his head. Good, my threat worked. She'd hoped he wouldn't call her bluff. She didn't want to lose him – not when she was so close.

He spoke, breaking the uncomfortable silence. His voice was squeaky; he tried to normalize it. "What do you mean lose you? You're not mine." I wish you were, but you never will be.

I could be. "This is it. Everything. It will end right here. Right now. Unless you tell me what's going on."

Reid was silent for a minute. "What do the holidays mean for you?"

Emily was a little startled. "What?"

"The holidays. What do they mean to you?"

"Possibility. Christmas is all about magic and love. It's the time when everything is forgotten and people get together and show their love to each other. Or at least that's what it's supposed to be about. ... My family wasn't the best. You know that. But we always celebrated Christmas together. It's the only time the family would be together all year."

Reid let out a joyless chuckle. "Our experiences are on opposite ends of the spectrum. ..." He looked away. "The holidays remind me that I'm alone. Always alone. My dad. My mom. High school. Always alone. After years of spending the holidays by myself ... in college I just gave up on the holiday.

"Last year I met a girl. We were going out for about seven months. Christmas was approaching." Reid let out another mirthless chuckle. "I thought for once I wouldn't be alone. That I would have a real Christmas. That I would get to see the magic and wonder that everyone else sees. I bought ornaments. I got a tree. It took me hours to decorate. I had a great gift for her. It was perfect. ..."

Emily stepped in closer, a sense of dread coming over her. "Reid, what happened with her?"

"She broke my heart a year ago today. ... I'm sorry about earlier. I was going to make it up to you and Garcia. It was just too much."

And when the blue snowflakes start falling
That's when those blue memories start calling
You'll be doing all right with your Christmas of white
But I'll have a blue Christmas

Emily stepped forward and pulled Reid into a hug. She had never thought about how lonely Christmas could be to someone who has no one. About how depressing it must be for everyone to be happy and surrounded by the people they love, and to be the odd one out. It didn't excuse his behavior today, but she understood it now.

Reid pulled his head back and looked into her eyes. "I don't want to lose you, Emily." He leaned forward and pulled her closer. They stayed like that for a minute. One glorious minute.

Emily pulled back. "Come, Dr. Reid – it's time for your Christmas gift."

"It's still a week to Christmas. Traditionally one doesn't open gifts until Christmas morning or possibly Christmas Eve."

"In your case we are going to make an exception." They walked to the door. Emily stopped for a moment before they opened it. "Reid. I need you to promise me something."

"Anything."

"The gift I'm going to give you. It's not something you would normally give. But I want you to consider it. Really consider it."

"Uh, OK. I guess."

Emily smiled. "OK. We are going to take my car, since I'm the only one that knows where we are going."

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The stood in front of the building. Reid's voice rose several octaves, "Emily you have got to be kidding."

"Do you trust me?"

Reid wanted to say yes. To say I trust you with my life. More importantly, I trust you with my heart. But he couldn't. So instead he nodded and followed her into the building.

You'll be doing all right with your Christmas of white
But I'll have a blue, blue Christmas

A/N I got to admit I don't know about this chapter. I don't think Reid explained well enough. But when I added more it felt like whining which is not the intent. So I hope I adequately described how soul crushing it is to be alone for Christmas. Review and let me know.