Funeral
Reid got up and picked up his bag, heading for the door. He then smashed into someone obviously shorter than him. He felt the person fall to the ground, It was that Red-head girl He had seen earlier. "Sorry" He said helping her up. For a moment the two looked at each other. The blue eyes He had seen earlier where now grey. A type of grey he had only seen in one girl- Dallas. He hadn't seen that shade of grey since Hayley Hotch's funeral, When it was filled with tears.
It was Hotch's speech that made everyone tear up, which didn't help the already sobbing Dallas. She was snuggled into Spencer who was literally supporting her. The emotion Hotch put into that speech was incredible. Spencer stroked Dallas' hair, murmuring songs into her ear. The songs He knew She loved. The two went up together putting roses on Hayley's coffin. "Spencer. I need to tell you something" She said when they got to the car park, He looked away. He thought maybe Dallas was dating another boy. A girl pretty as Dallas it wouldn't be suprising. "I'm moving" She said.
"You're moving? When?" He said almost in shock.
"After the funeral. I couldn't bring myself to tell..." She tried to finish but Spencer interrupted.
"You didn't tell me? I thought we were in a relationship Dallas, I trusted you" He blurted
"Spencer..."
"No Dallas. I actually trusted you, Your the first girl I've trust in years and you go and move, to try and block me out? Is that the reason? " He continued. Dallas was shocked at Spencers outburst.
" I thought you would be understanding and congratulate me, I'm moving the Englad because I've been excepted into the MI6, and Strauss ordered me to take it" She yelled, walking away.
"No wait Dall, I viewed it the wrong way" Spencer said running after her, feeling like an idiot. She stopped.
"No Spencer. I viewed it the wrong way. I thought you were a nice guy, not like the other jerks I've dated before, but in fact you are. Just. The. Same." She said, walking off again. Spencer didn't run after her again. He just stood there. After a few minuts after Dallas' car pulled out of the car park he got into his car. "Dammit Spencer. One girl who actually liked you, you push her away. Your such a jerk..." He said to himself, looking at the picture of him and Dallas that he kept on the dash board. He started the engine and drove to the resturaunt.
"Sorry I'm late" Spencer said, sitting down at the table surrounded by David Rossi, Derek Morgan, Penelope Garcia and Emily Prentiss.
"What was up?" Penelope said, sticking a work in her food.
"Nothing. Just needed time to myself for a bit" He muttered, getting up to get his food.
"Uh, it's okay" The red-head said, pushing her hair back behind her ear, smiling at Reid. "Uh, Yeah," She said.
"Dall, Hurry up!" Hotch called to her.
"Wait," She said, sprinting to get her coat from a desk. The desk that had been empty since Dallas had left. How dare she sit there. Reid yelled at anyone who sat there, not matter who it was but this time he felt he should leave it. She ran back out with a leather brown jacket. It looked strangely like the one He had given Dallas once.