Author's Note: Rest assured to the anonymous reviewer, FCOL, Allison is not a genius like Reid. She's just a geek with an attitude
Allison stared at the tall man before her as if he was a strange mix of chemicals getting ready to explode.
Neither father nor daughter spoke as they studied and looked for similarities in each other from opposite sides of the desk.
Allison was the first to speak, "What took you so long to get here? Did you not want me?"
Allison's eyes no longer held the beauty they had a moment ago, as anger filled them
"No, I live in D.C," Reid explained, a little taken back by her rush of anger.
Allison's eyes soften and said, "Sorry, no one told me that."
Mr. Jackson looked at the two and said, "I'll be right outside."
With that he left the room and walked back down the hall.
Allison looked into her father's eye and asked, "Are you upset?"
Reid stared at her for a few seconds then asked, "Why would you ask that?"
"Your eyes look lifeless and shattered. Mine look the same when I'm upset," Allison explained.
Reid sat down in the chair on the opposite side of the desk and said, "I lost someone recently."
Reid didn't really want to have to share his loss of Maeve with a girl he didn't even know, daughter or not.
"It wasn't my mom was it," Allison asked as she walked over to fer father.
"No," Reid replied.
Allison couldn't help, but notice how closed off he was being about his loss.
"I'm sorry," Allison consoled. "I'm sure they were a great person."
"She was," Reid agreed with a nod.
Allison sighed and said, "Well we both lost someone, but we both gained each other, Spencer."
For the next fifteen minutes Reid asked Allison a lot of questions about herself.
Allison also asked her father a bunch of question about what himself and what kind of job he had. Though once Allison realized that he was a FBI agent, asking questions about his job.
Thankfully Mr. Jackson walked in and put an end to the questions.
"I would like to talk to your father in private for a moment," Mr. Jackson said looking at Allison.
Allison nodded as her father stood up and followed Mr. Jackson.
Once the two men were away from the office, Mr. Jackson asked, "If you would like to take here back to Virgina now, you can."
"Doesn't there have to be some kind of DNA test first to prove that I am here father," Reid asked.
"Already taken care of. Since you work for the government we were able to get a hold of your DNA and match it to her's. It was a perfect match. You are indeed her father," Mr. Jackson explained. "And by judging from the past thirty minutes she's going to have no trouble adjusting to life with you."
"Vegas is her home. I can't just take her all the way back to Virgina. I'd be pulling her away from everything she knows," Reid stated.
"She doesn't have anyone else. Both her grandparents died two years ago. Her aunt nor uncles want her. They don't even think she should be alive. If she was forced to end up with them, they'd probably beat her. You're the only one she has right now. She needs to have a life," Mr. Jackson urged.
Reid thought for a moment then asked, "I could take her now?"
"Of course," Mr. Jackson confirmed.
"She is after all my daughter. I can't just abandon her after meeting her," Reid stated.
An hour later Allison had cleared the room she had been in since Tuesday night and was walking out the door with her father.
"Since there are no flights back to Virgina tonight, I've booked us a hotel room at the Plaza Hotel," Reid said as the walked toward his rental car.
"Just don't go and spend all night a the casino," Allison joked.
"I'm banned from pretty much every casino in Vegas, and the Plaza casino is on that list," Reid stated.
"Why are you banned," Allison asked.
"Card-counting. It's not like I don't mean to count the cards, I just always seem to," Reid said, as opened the trunk of the car and put Allison's suitcases in it.
"That's what every man I've met says," Allison stated.
"Those men aren't genius'," Reid pointed out.
"And you are," Allison asked getting into the passenger seat.
"IQ of 187," Reid answered matter-of-factly as he got in the driver's seat. "Didn't I tell you that already?"
"No, you only told me that you were in the FBI," Allison said.
The two continued to talk on the way in to the hotel.
Just by talking with his daughter, Reid figured out that, Allison may be very smart, but she wasn't a genius. She was just a girl who loved knowledge. She probably just had slightly above average intelligence.
When the two of them entered the hotel room, both each just took a bed and fell asleep. Both to tired to change into pajama's or get ready for bed.
Author's Note: Well I'm off to finish chapter three. I don't know how long I'm going to make this story. Since I'm writing chapters as I post the complete ones, this story is going to have a slower pace than my other stories, but rest assured you won't have to wait a long time for a chapter. Hope you all are enjoying the story.