Abandoned
Chapter2
~ On the jet ~
Reid read his book "The colour of magic ", it had been three minutes since he had started reading it and he was only 6 chapters into it. Morgan and Hotch shared a look of worry, followed by a stern one from Hotch that clearly said go talk to him Morgan nodded once and made his way towards the end of the jet where Reid had positioned himself when they had finished going over the case file.
"Hey, genius" Morgan grinned a shadow of his usual cheeky smile.
"… Hey Morgan" Reid replied after a moment as if he hadn't heard Morgan until moments after Morgan had stopped talking.
"Wanna tell me what's wrong?"
"No" Reid said, a little too quickly for Morgan's liking, after receiving a tell me or die glare, the young agent sighed in defeat "He hasn't seen me, or even talked to me in 14 years and now he suddenly shows up? What does he want?" Reid exploded quietly.
"Reid he's your dad, I'm sure he doesn't want anything, maybe he just wanted to get back in touch"
"But why now? Why does he come when I don't need him?" Reid questioned
"Listen, Reid when I was 10 my dad got shot by some guy who was robbing this store, and I remember missing him every day and wondering why he had to interfere, he was a cop but he was off duty. I felt so abandoned and alone and then I realised that he did it because he believed so strongly in justice, in my mind he died a hero" Morgan said and Reid nodded slowly, taking in all the new information, at a different time he would feel touched that Morgan was sharing so much with him but at the moment he was confused and angry at his father. It took a minute for Reid to talk again.
"… Morgan I'm sorry about your father, but at least you remember him doing something noble, I can't even remember my father that well. The last thing I remember is him fighting with my mom over who has to take me. I'll always remember him as the man that left his 10 year old son to look after his mentally ill mother" Reid said harshly and Morgan put a hand on the shoulder of the person he had begun to think of as his younger brother sympathetically, Reid talked a lot but Morgan was starting to realise it was almost never about himself.
"Sorry man, must have been rough" Morgan said and Reid bit his lip, his eyes locked in the past
"Some days she didn't even recognise me, she'd think I was some kind of government imposter and she'd look at me with that … hatred in her eyes that I'd seen in everyone else, in the teachers I'd shown up –unintentionally of course- in the bullies that thought I was a freak, in the neighbours when I rambled on at "inappropriate" moments, but never her it just hurt, ya know?", Morgan winced at the pain in Reid's voice.
He's really been through way too much Morgan thought, his musings were interrupted by Reid smiling awkwardly "Ya know there's one good thing about being in charge of the house when you're a kid… twizzlers for breakfast"
Morgan couldn't help but laugh, drawing the attention of the entire jet to them as Reid smiled at Morgan's unrestrained laughter.
"Well, I guess that explains your sweet tooth!" Morgan laughed loudly and Reid blushed as the rest of the jet eyed them warily, but Reid could have sworn he say a knowing smile on Gideons' face.
Atlanta, Georgia
My wife is ignoring me, I wonder what I did. All I know is that she hasn't spoken in hour, not since that fight earlier. But she can't leave, I've got the kids she'd never leave the kids, she loves them almost as much as I do. The kids are silent too, other than a few sobs now and then… I can tell they miss their mother I don't like fighting with her but she's being childish. Not me.
The man stood up from where he was sitting with a child and baby in his arms. He cooed as they cried, their mother lay motionless on the floor, wide eyes vacant. Crimson painted her deathly pale skin and the blanket she had been carelessly wrapped in.
"Talk to me, talk to me c'mon baby…you're making the kids cry" The man shook her motionless body harder and harder "GET UP! I DO EVERYTHING FOR YOU, FOR THIS FAMILY AND YOU THROW IT IN MY FACE! WELL SCREW YOU!" With that the man got up and slammed the door behind him. The child waited for the sound of a car engine before running towards his dead mother and sobbing into her chest as his baby sister cried in the corner.
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