A/N A Spence/Alex friendship drabble. Please Review. Love Ya'll and go check out my other Reid centric story Dear Mom. Thanks!
He knew. Before he even opened his bag and saw Alex's badge, he knew she was gone. She had been jumpy since he had been shot. And sad. She had called him Ethan. Once he heard the story, he knew his being shot had opened a whole other side of her. A side hat couldn't keep doing this job anymore and a side that was completely lost.
As soon as he heard the story, he knew.
"Bye Alex," he had whispered. Goodbye for good, he knew even as he said it. He turned around and looked in his bag and there was Alex's badge. And it was confirmed. She was gone. He slowly walked towards the window and watched her as she caught a cab and was gone.
She was leaving them, just like Elle, just like Gideon, and just like Emily. And it hurt, yes, but this time it was different. He knew she needed to go. He knew what she was feeling, her whole future gone with the past-with Ethan's death. That's how he felt with Maeve for a long time. But it had been a year and a half since then, and he knew Maeve would have wanted him to move on and be happy.
He just hoped to God that Alex was able to one day move on. For her sake. Because there was a difference between moving on and forgetting. When you move on you are able to be happy again. The real happy where everything just feels okay again and everything feels right. But when you move on you never forget.
And he wasn't ever going to forget anyone who had left.