Daisy followed Reid into his apartment thankful that he insisted on her staying with him until she found a place of her own. Moving back to the United States from London England to attend the FBI academy was hard and living in a hotel for the entire duration of her training at the academy had not made things any easier.
Daisy scanned the apartment and noticed that other than a few sporadic framed pictures, a leather couch, two leather arm chairs and a bookcase filled with well used books Reid's apartment seemed impersonal which was probably because he spent 90% of his time at the office.
"Thanks again for letting me stay here." Daisy said smiling at Reid.
"No problem." Reid replied sounding a little nervous.
"No, it's really nice of you to let me stay here and I'm grateful." Daisy said adamantly.
"Where is your accent from if you don't mind me asking?" Reid said sounding genuinely curious.
"It's British or to be more precise London. I moved back to the states to attend the FBI Academy." Daisy replied sheepishly.
"This may seem like a stupid question but if you lived in London why didn't you join the police force there?" Reid asked.
"My brother Dale transferred from the San Diego Police Department to Las Vegas a few years ago and became a detective. He heard about the BAU through a colleague and spoke really highly of it. I've always been able to read people so I thought why not." Daisy answered knowing very well that Reid noticed there was more to the story.
"Ahh I see." Reid said watching her.
"Where would you like me to put my stuff?" Daisy said avoiding eye contact.
"There's space in the room to the left." Reid replied pointing to the small hallway on the other side of the room.
"I'm sorry to be such a terrible guest but I think I'm going to head to bed." Daisy said. A not too subtle yawn betrayed how tired she really was.
"Sleep well." Reid said watching her retreating back until she disappeared down the small hallway.
After watching her disappear, he couldn't help but feel like Daisy was hiding a dark secret from him. Reid was curious and decided to investigate to see if he could find anything to support his theory. Normally he was against going through someone else's belongings without permission unless it was on the job but something about Daisy wasn't sitting right with him.
He wanted to know if there was anything in her past that he should know about. He carefully made his way down the hall in to her room. He glanced over and saw that she was already sound asleep and pulled the blanket up to her shoulders. He noticed a book on the nightstand and grabbed it to see what her taste was just for reference but was more than a little shocked to discover it the book was actually a diary. Reid grabbed it and made his way back to the sitting area. His thoughts swirled around a moral dilemma. His respect for people's privacy was in direct conflict with his curiosity and quest for knowledge.
In the end, his curiosity won out when he thought about the fact that there was something off about his guest. He wanted to know what was setting off his internal alarm system so he headed back to the living room, sat down in one of the plush chairs and began reading.