I do not own Criminal Minds and my thanks to Dragonsmaiden for being my beta reader. Please read and reviews.Chapter #10
The shrill ring of a cell phone shattered the peace of morning. Still half asleep, Ashley fumbled on the bed stand, silently cursing for not turning her cell phone off. The cell phone's clock glowed 5:45 am.
"Hello."
"Reid," she heard a male's voice on the other end.
"Sorry, you got the wrong number," she muttered.
"I got it," she heard Reid. He took the cell phone from her, sitting up.
She rubbed her eyes, seeing Reid talking on the cell. She remembered that her cell phone was in the kitchen, and that she had turned it off.
He reached over for the pad and a pen that was lying on the nightstand.
"Yeah? Got it. I'll need a ride, I am still at Ashley's." Ashley reached for her glasses, knowing that this wasn't good.
Reid got out of bed, "I have to go." He dug out clothes from his bag before going into the bathroom to change. He left the door open a crack.
"We have to go to Kansas now for a case," he explained. Ashley gathered the blankets in front of her, not saying anything. She just felt that same numbness again. The numbness after every john left her alone.
He stepped out, wearing his brown cord pants, white shirt with a grey sweater. He threw his pajamas in his bag. He sat on the edge, putting on his socks where he noticed Ashley wasn't saying anything. He twisted his body around where he placed his hands on her face.
"I know that I told you that I am staying. I still meant it, but this is part of my job. I have to leave at a moment notice." She nodded her head.
"I promise that we will still have that breakfast and walk Bailey. I just have to go," he said before kissing her. She nodded her head again. He stood up, wrapping his tie around his neck, not bothering to do it up. He clipped his hoister onto his belt.
He opened the bedroom door where Bailey walked in jumping on the bed with Ashley.
Ashley climbed out of the bed, "Stay," she ordered Bailey. She followed him out of the bedroom, closing the door behind her. She stood in the background, watching Reid tying his shoes.
Then there was a knock on the door, "I'll get it," she said quietly. Morgan was standing there.
"Hey sorry to wake you," Morgan apologized.
She raised her hand up, "It's ok; it's part of your job."
"You'll need to go to the police station today to press those charges."
"I will," she said quietly. She still felt so empty inside. She stood to the side, letting Reid past.
"I will call you," he said. She didn't answer, just closed the door and locked it behind him. She slide down, raising her knees up to her face and cried.