Okay so here is chapter 10. I'm sorry there hasn't been a whole lot of interaction between her and Reid lately but I promise there willl be soon. This one is another tear jerker if your that type so tissues at the ready people. ENJOY!

I woke up in my bed and looked around. I didn't have any recollection of how I got there. The last thing I remembered was…the letter. The icy realization hit me then and I curled into a tight ball underneath my comforter. My eyes started to sting with the tears that welled up in them, and then all came spilling out onto my pillow.

"Patrick…" I whimpered. that's when I felt arms come around me and pull me close. I opened my eyes, which I had squeezed shut, and rolled over to look at Reid. I couldn't see him in the darkness of the room, but I knew it was him. I just put my face into his shirt, and cried myself back to sleep.

I woke up again a few hours later, and could see light streaming through my curtains. I had no desire to get up. But the driving force of knowing Patrick wouldn't want me to let myself go over him forced me to. I wasn't sure where Reid had gone, but that was the last thing on my mind. I went down the hallway toward my living room, and then started hearing people's voices. Curious, I continued into the living room. There I found Morgan, Hotch, Rossi, JJ, Garcia, and Reid all sitting around in various places. When I came in, they all looked up. I went over and sat down on the couch by Reid, trying desperately to flatten my frizzy hair.

Morgan grabbed my hand and stopped me from doing so saying, "You have nothing to be ashamed of kid." I stopped and put my hand down.

"I'm gonna go get coffee. Guys?" Reid said to Hotch, Rossi, and Morgan. They all nodded, got up, and went out the door. Meanwhile I was left with Garcia and JJ. JJ put her arm around me in a big sister type way and I laid my head on her shoulder.

"You know…my sister…died when I was younger. I've never completely gotten over it but…It does get better and the pain does go away." JJ said. I could feel the tears coming again and I squeezed my eyes shut. I felt Garcia touch my hand.

"JJ's right Sugar Plumb. It never goes away but it gets better." I the tears came out regardless and both JJ and Garcia wrapped me in a hug. It made me feel good to have them there. I was feeling particularly alone knowing Patrick was never coming back…even though I kept expecting it to be a cruel joke…kept expecting him to come home when his time was up. He'd always been so into military. I'd begged him not to leave but he wanted to follow his dream.

"So…we all brought stuff for his memorial service. Flowers and all that standard stuff. We were hoping you'd put it by his…casket…for us." JJ said, obviously treading quietly as to not hit a nerve.

I lifted my head and said, "Why don't you just put it there yourself? I mean…you are all coming right?" They looked at each other.

"We just weren't sure if we were invited." JJ said.

"Of course you're invited. Its not like a lot of others will show." I said. So, when the rest of the team got back I invited them too, and they agreed to go.

A few days later

The memorial service was a small one. There were a lot of people I didn't know there. I guessed they were friends he'd made in the military. It made me happy to have the BAU team with me. I was having a hard time not breaking down, and Reid's hand in mine was reassuring. It wasn't even the funeral and I was already loosing it. We all sat down and listened to words of kindness. I was expected to go up, but I didn't. I had a fear of going near his casket, and also a fear I would break down on the spot like one of those sad TV shows. After that was over, everyone stood around talking in hushed voices. That's when a young man came up to me. He was on crutches. I observed him and decided I'd never met him before. He was about my age and a bit younger than Patrick had been.

"Are…are you Chealsee…Patrick's sister?" He asked. I simply nodded. "My name's Luke…your brother was my friend…or more like my mentor I guess. He as protecting me when…" he stopped and I saw pain in his eyes as tears filled them. Tears filled my own eyes upon seeing him cry. He reached into his pocket, and pulled out a piece of paper. "he gave this to me before um…before he died. I won't give you the details though. He just said he wrote this before just in case anything ever happened. He wanted me to give it to you…" I took the note and just held it, watching the kid in front of me loose it. I nodded at Reid and he went to help the kid sit down. I went over and sat next to him. He'd apparently seen way too much in the short time he'd been alive.

I sat with him until it was time to leave, then hugged him and said, "Thank you."

When I got home with Reid still with me, I changed. showered, and went to sit on the couch. My heart was pounding. Reid put his arm around me reassuringly, and I took a deep breath. Opening the letter from my brother, I read,

My Dearest Chealsee,

I know you must be devastated upon getting this. I'm sorry that I'm putting you through it again, just like when we lost mom and dad before that. I guess if you're reading this you deserve the right to "I told you so". I need you to know that nothing is more important to me than you, and that I would never leave you forever by choice. All you need to do is take care of yourself, and visit once in awhile okay? I love you so much Squirt.

With all the love in the world
Patrick

I lost it then, and buried my face in Reid's shirt. It was good to hear from him one last time. Now my next big task came…my brothers actual funeral.

We all stood before his casket while the preacher spoke his words from the bible. Tears rolled down my face and I clutched Reid's hand for comfort. The only time I had to leave him was to conquer my biggest fear, getting near the casket. I tossed my rose, then hurried back to Reid. I was glad when the casket was finally lowered, and I could go sit down. But as I was doing so, a familiar face caught my eye.

I walked over to her and said, "…Mother?"

She turned and said, "Chealsee dear…I was so afraid you wouldn't even acknowledge me." I had an angry surge go through me.

"What are you doing here? You didn't even care a few years back!" I wasn't yelling, but I wanted to.

"I'm off it now dear I've changed." She pleaded.

I simply turned to leave and said, "Goodbye Mother…if I can even call you that."

"Chealsee!" She called. But I just kept walking. That woman was no mother of mine.

Okay so...opinions? Was it to sad? Was it too shocking at the end? Did you love it? Hate it? What? I would love to know! R&R and as always stay tuned!