Reid's POV
I wake up to the sound of knocking on my door. I look at my alarm clock. It's 2:49am. Who on earth is at my door at this time in the morning? I only fell asleep two hours ago, after I finally got Anne off my mind, and now I'm awake again. This better be important. It's not the BAU. They would've called, unless it's an emergency or personal. I rush to the door just in case it is one of the team. I look through the peephole, and...
It's Anne. Of course it's Anne. Nobody else is so inconsiderate or strange, that they'd wake somebody up in the middle of the morning. I waited a short time before opening the door, hoping she would go away, but she's not going anywhere judging by her body language; she'd wait all day if she had to. I open the door to see what she wants.
Before I can say anything, she charges at me, and pushes me like she's psychotic. Oh my God, she's here to hurt me. I knew something about her wasn't right, my subconscious was trying to warn me, and I didn't listen...I should've listened.
The force of her push sends me back, and I stumble a little, but don't fall. She charges at me again, and I pace backwards quickly to avoid her, but I trip on the leg of my coffee table and fall onto my bottom, hitting my elbow in the process. I clutch my elbow and hold it tight, not that it helps, it's just a natural thing to do when you hurt yourself.
Anne walks towards me, and I can clearly see the way she's moving, her eyes. She looks like she's calmed down. I can talk her down.
"What are you doing here Anne?" I ask her, wiping my voice of any emotions. I'm not worried anymore, I'm just frustrated, but I don't want her to know that, or she might lash out at me again, and I don't feel like manhandling anybody right now; I'm tired, my elbow hurts and so does my right buttock.
She doesn't answer me, instead she crouches down beside me and presses her lips against mine. I freeze. What's she doing that for, I want her to stop. I can't move.
She doesn't stop, and it starts to feel...interesting. I guess it feels, good. Her lips are really soft, and instead of pushing her away, which I know I really should have, I kiss her back lightly. It's like my body's prompting me to. It makes me feel energized in a way I've never felt before.
Is it possible I'm falling for her? For some reason, that thought disgusts me, and makes me feel weird...I can't let this continue. I'm telling her to go home now. I abruptly pull away and open my eyes.
I see Anne, and she looks ethereal, even more beautiful than I remember. "Well, hi." I mutter. I'm sure I was about to say something. Ugh she distracts me too much.
She stands up and then offers me her hand. I look at it like it's alien for a moment, but then she smiles, and I remember that it's just Anne.
I accept her hand even though I would've been just fine getting up myself, and begin to stand up. Despite her petite frame, she manages to pull me with enough force to make me take a few steps, and the only thing that stopped me from falling again was her hand holding mine.
I glance at our hands and quickly let go of hers. What's with me when I'm around her? I barely know her, and yet I shook her hand the day I met her...I mean, I was tentative, but I just did it, and it didn't make me as uncomfortable as I usually get when a stranger touches me.
I just stare at Anne for a moment, and then I remember what I was going to say earlier. She's still smiling, and without a word she walks out of the still open door, and closes it behind her.
I'm left perplexed. The last 60 seconds were certainly not what I was expecting when I heard a knock on my door. There's no way I'm getting to sleep now; I have a feeling I won't be able to stop thinking about Anne...