Author's Note: Hey everyone. You're probably what's going on here, so allow me to explain. The Psych sequel idea kind of tanked, when I realized very few people were reading it, so I've decided to rewrite the end of the chapter and the next four that follow. I hope you all are not getting the pitchforks ready because I switched ideas midstream and am having to come back to fix it.
Reid and Blake walked in to Potomac High around one Friday afternoon. Allison had asked them talk to about the BAU for Career Day.
The two profilers walked into the front office and asked to see the principal.
Shortly afterwards, the principal walked out of his office and greet the two agents.
"Good afternoon Dr. Reid and Agent Blake," Principal Stewart said as he shook both their hands. "It's so great that you could come."
"Great to be here," Blake replied.
"Well the students should be gathering in auditorium right about, so we should be heading that way," Principal Stewart pointed out.
On the way to the auditorium, Reid asked about how Allison was doing in her classes.
"Miss. Allison is a very smart. To smart for her own good if you ask me," Stewart explained.
"What do you mean," Reid asked.
"I mean that if she was both smart and into sports, she might not be picked on so much," Stewart stated.
"She did street hockey in middle school," Reid pointed out.
"From what I know, you didn't even know about her until January," Stewart said.
"That is true, but Allison told me she did and she has video of her playing as proof. She was actually very good," Reid explained.
"Who video taped it," Stewart pushed.
"How am I supposed to know," Reid asked. "She probably had a friend tape it. I don't know."
"Why didn't she stick to it then," Stewart questioned.
"I don't know. High school, maybe. Look I don't everything about my daughter, she's a very private person," Reid stated.
"So is Allison going to come back for her junior year," Stewart asked not wanting to get on the FBI agent's bad side.
"Maybe. Maybe not," Reid said.
"Well we need a decision by the end of the school year which is in two weeks" Stewart stated as they walked in to the auditorium.
Reid and Blake stood on a stage while they watched the students pile in and fill the seats.
Reid spotted Allison sitting in the back row in the far left corner and Nate was sitting next to another girl in the front row, they appeared to be flirting with each other. Reid looked back at his daughter, wondering how long she and Nate had been apart. He quickly figured out the reason though, Nate had cheated on Allison and she found out.
After the rest of the students came into the auditorium and got seated, Stewart got their attention.
"Good afternoon, Potomac High. As you all know we ave two guest lecturers who have found the time to come and talk to you for an hour about their job for Career day. I would like you all to give a ig welcome to FBI Agents Dr. Reid and Dr. Blake. Please hold all questions until the end," Stewart said to the there hundred plus students in the auditorium.
The students clapped for a minute then, began to pay attention to the two profilers as they began to speak.
After thirty minutes of talking, Reid and Blake decided to take some questions.
Reid was surprised to see that Nate's hand was first in the air.
Reid pointed to him and said, "You in the front row holding hands with the cheerleader."
Nate stood up and asked, "Can you profile me?"
"Sure," Reid replied. "You've recently gotten out of a relationship with someone who cared about you, but they broke up with you once they realized how untrustworthy you were."
"What makes you say that," Nate asked, denying the fact.
"You're already with another girl. I'm guessing the same one you got caught cheating with," Reid explained.
"Prove it," Nate challenged.
Before Reid could say anything else, Blake said, "Next question."
Reid stood outside the auditorium waiting for Nate to come out so he could give the little cheating bastard a piece of his mind.
When Nate came out Reid pulled him away from the crowd and into a vacant classroom.
"Hey, what's your problem," Nate asked looking at Reid.
"You're my problem," Reid replied. "Now I'm only going ask you this once and if you're not honest with me, I'm know a bunch of people who are more than ready to help dispose of your body. Why did you cheat on Allison?"
"All she did was talk about how amazing you are and what our future would be like," Nate said. "What kind of fifteen year old girl talks like that?"
"A lot of them. They tend to look up to their fathers, because they admire them. When they think that they found the guy they want to spend the rest of their lives with, they will talk about they future they might have together," Reid explained.
"How did you know that she broke up with me," Nate asked.
"Because she caught you cheating on her," Reid said. "You know when Allison told me that she liked you, She said and I quote 'Studies show that girls and woman usually go after the opposite sex if they resemble their father. Nate is a lot like you.' Right now from where I stand you are nothing like me. I don't cheat on someone I care so deeply about."
"How do I fix what I did," Nate asked.
"You better not even think like that, because if I find out that you're near Allison, I will personally find you and make your life a living nightmare," Reid threatened. "Do I make myself clear?"
Nate swallowed thickly and said, "Yes sir."
Allison sat on her bed, doing her homework, later that night when her dad walked in.
"Hey Allie," Reid said. "How's the homework going?"
"Almost done," Allison stated. "Nice speech today. And great job embarrassing me."
"How did I embarrass you," Reid asked as he leaned against the desk in the room.
"Everyone knows that I was dating Nate before he went and cheated on me, so by singling him out everyone knows why we broke up," Allison explained.
"What do they think happened," Reid asked.
"Equals don't attract. Opposites do. Nate and I were two nerds in a relationship. That right there, spells failure," Allison stated.
"Well to be honest with you, I think you have more of your mom in than you have me," Reid pointed out.
"Calling me a slut," Allison asked.
"No I'm not. I calling you a cool girl. Just like your mom used to be," Reid replied.
"My mom was a popular girl," Allison asked.
"She was what you would call a fashion guru who only talked about shopping," Reid stated.
"Then how did you two meet," Allison asked.
"Her mom made her sign up for a tutoring program at the community center three months before we met. Turns out that the guy who was tutoring her gave up and gave her to me, hoping I get some knowledge into her brain. It didn't take long for sessions to turn into dates," Reid explained.
""Explains why she was stupid all the time," Allison said.
"In my defense I was able to teach her some college level math and science," Reid stated.
"She probably forgot," Allison muttered.
"Probably, but if she had applied herself more toward knowledge, she might have not taken path she did," Reid pointed out.
"Well if she wasn't a prostitute she might not have been killed by a john. She'd still be alive and working hard to give me a good life," Allison said.
"I thought she OD'ed on accident," Reid said in confusion.
"No a month before she quit all the drugs and alcohol, because her best friend came into town for a visit and told her it was time to stop and change her lifestyle. Apparently her best friend broke through to her," Allison explained.
"How do you it was a john though," Reid asked.
"Because the night before she died, she brought one home with her. Whenever she did that I would just leave and go find a motel or something. As I was walking by some of this guys clothes on the way out I noticed the needles and drugs hanging out of the jacket pockets," Allison stated.
"How come you never told the police," Reid asked.
"I did, but given my mom's record, they overlooked what I said because, I'm just a kid," Allison said with a shrug. "Besides the john died last week in a bar fight."
"How do you know that," Reid asked.
"Nikki sent me a link on Facebook a couple of days ago," Allison pointed out.
"You mean Nikki, the head cheerleader, from Meadows High." Reid asked.
"No my best friend Nikki. We've known each there since first grade," Allison explained.
"Oh right your best friend," Reid said, feeling like an idiot.
"Yeah," Allison confirmed. "Anyways according to what I read the LVPD opened up my mom's case after they found his body, knowing that he was the last person to her alive and that they were reconsidering my statement."
"They're not going to be calling us are they," Reid asked.
"Probably not," Allison said. "Look, I got finish this essay otherwise I can kiss my chances of winning and getting my story put in the paper."
Reid stood up from his leaning position and said, "Okay I'll let you get back to your essay, but I just have one more question ask."
"Shoot," Allison said.
"Do you want to go back to Potomac next year for eleventh grade," Reid asked.
"No" Allison replied.
"May I ask why," Reid asked.
"I don't want to be picked on for my smarts. I want to feel like I belong and can be myself. I can't be myself at Potomac without being made fun of," Allison explained.
"Where do you suggest I send you, because I won't let you not get an education," Reid said.
"Meitner School for Gifted Children," Allison replied.
"That school is in Santa Barbara, California. No way," Reid said.
"Why not," Allison asked, as she got off her bed.
"One, it's on the other side of the country. Two, I'm not about to let you travel all by yourself to a place where you don't know anyone. And three, you'll have no place to stay if you go," Reid said.
"I have an idea of how to work around that," Allison said.
"Okay, tell me you're idea," Reid replied.
"You come with," Allison stated.
"I can't just up and leave my job here for my daughter to go to school in Santa Barbara," Reid pointed out.
Allison looked down at her feet, hurt by what her father said.
It didn't take long for Reid to realize his mistake. Ever since Allison had entered his life he had put her before anything and everyone else. Right now he was putting his own life ahead of hers.
"Allie, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean what I just said," Reid apologized.
Allison said nothing, she just closed her laptop, grabbed her phone and jacket, walked out of her room, and out of the apartment.
Reid watched his daughter leave, debating whether or not to go after her. He decided to give her a some time to clear head, knowing that she wouldn't go far.
One hour later:
Reid eyes flew open when he heard his cell ringing. He grabbed his phone not bothering to look at the Caller ID.
"Hello," Reid said into the phone.
"Hey Reid," a voice replied.
"Hey Morgan," Reid said, recognizing the voice. "Do we have case or something?"
"Do you know where Allison is," Morgan asked.
"I suppose still out clearing her head," Reid replied.
"What do you mean," Morgan asked.
"I might have said something that upset her and caused her to leave the apartment," Reid replied.
"Let me guess, She wants to go to a school in Santa Barbara, said you could live down there as well since she knows no one there, as a reply you put yourself before her," Morgan said.
"Yeah. How did you know," Reid asked.
"Allison showed up at my place thirty minutes ago," Morgan said. "Told me about the conversation you had."
"She still there," Reid asked.
"Yeah, and she's ready to talk if you're ready to listen to the rest of her idea," Morgan replied.
"I'll be right over," Reid said, hanging up.
Reid walked down the hall, heading toward Morgan's apartment. When he reached the apartment, he knocked.
The door opened seconds later, as if someone had been waiting by the door the whole time.
"Kitchen," Morgan said looking at Reid.
Reid nodded and walked in and headed into the kitchen as instructed.
When he entered the room, he saw Allison sitting at the table looking, head down with a cup of water in front of her.
Cautiously Reid walked toward his daughter, as if afraid of the chance of her lashing out.
"I'm listening, Allie," Reid said as he carefully placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Are you really going to listen and not interrupt," Allison asked.
"I will listen and not say a single word until you tell me to," Reid promised as he pulled over to Allison and sat down next to her.
"My idea was, you go with and get a job with the local FBI field office in LA. It's only an hour and thirty-seven minute commute from Santa Barbara," Allison said. "You'll still be a FBI agent, just in a different area of the country and with less travel. You'll be home every night instead of every other night. And in the summer time we can come back here, and you'll go back to the BAU. By then I'll a bunch of people in Santa Barbara who I could stay with during my senior year."
Reid held to his promise and listened to every thing Allison said, and didn't interrupt.
"What do you think," Allison asked.
"I love the idea, don't get me wrong there, but I don't know if it's possible to transfer to another field office for such a short amount of time, then come back and pick up where I left off," Reid replied.
Morgan who had been standing in the doorway jumped into the conversation and said, "I actually talked to Hotch about and he said that it was possible, but he'd have to clear it with the director first."
Reid looked at Morgan, then at his daughter and said, "I'll schedule a meeting with the principal of Meitner. If he accepts you into the school and the director clears me to go work in the LA field office, we will go with your plan."
Allison looked at her dad smiling and said, "Awesome."
Author's Note: Okay so how many of you like this version, better? Hit me up with PMs and reviews and tell me how you liked it. If so then, I'm off to work on remaking the next chapter.