Ok I have skipped to the funeral of Dianne just after the service it's a week since she died
Reid was standing looking down at where his mother's black coffin had just been placed into the ground. He was given a small pot with some dirt in it and was asked if he wanted to throw some into the hole where his mother was. He just grabbed a handful as the vicar went around and offered the same to the rest of the guests. He couldn't believe it had happened. How could he let it happen? In his mind everything was his fault. If he hadn't gone out of her room that horrible, fateful day. He never wanted his job to affect her. She was an innocent woman. She had never hurt anyone or anything like that. He cried because he thought he could have prevented it. He could have protected her. He could have stayed with her. He wept with no care about who was around. He didn't care if anyone saw him like this. The only woman he admired and had been with him throughout his life… The only woman who he knew wouldn't desert him… The only woman who had been with him through black and blue… Good and bad had left him. He couldn't believe this was happening. He hated himself. He should have been with her more often. He was weeping for everything that evil bitch that had killed her had taken away. He knew now exactly how all of the victim's families felt. To him Diana was the only person he would ever consider as real, true family. As he wept, he heard a familiar voice say "Spencer?" He looked round to see his father; William dressed in a black suit. He looked very smart but looked as if he hadn't been crying. Reid was still angry that his father had abandoned him and his mother but he was too upset to turn back to where his mother laid. "I'm sorry," William said as he walked over. Reid nodded slightly and turned to face away from him. He didn't want to speak to him after all that he had done in the past to both him and his mother.
"You don't look like me anymore!" William said as he turned to face Reid.
"They say people look like their dogs too," Reid mumbled whilst not looking at him. They were silent for a few minutes. The silence was awkward but Reid knew if he said anything else to his father he would either breakdown into a teary, sad mess or an angry rage which he would later regret.
"Do you want to meet my team I work with?" Reid asked. He didn't want to talk about his mother and he didn't really want to talk to his father but he knew his father would try to talk to him again and again if Reid didn't redirect him to someone who wasn't so much of an emotional wreck. He had enough of today. He had had enough of his mother's death and grief. He hated how he felt at the moment.
"Of course!" William said following Reid to the others.
After introducing Morgan, Garcia, JJ and Prentiss, Reid walked towards Rossi and Hotch who for a change were talking to each other. The past week or so had been really awkward between both of them. The only time they spoke to each other was when they were on a case and still that was awkward. But somehow they had set aside their differences and were talking to each other.
"Rossi, Hotch." Reid called over and then saw them walk over. His voice was strained but Hotch and Rossi heard him and saw him with his father which both men thought was strange. They had never seen his father before.
"This is agent David Rossi. Rossi this is my father William Reid." He said hoping he wouldn't spill anything about the whole Hotch/ Rossi thing. He hoped Rossi and Hotch would distract his father whilst he grieved at his mother's funeral.
"Nice to meet you. I've read some of your books!" William said looking at Rossi.
"Thank you," Rossi said whilst he smiled. He liked how most of Reid's mother's friends and relatives had read his books. It made him think of how celebrities must have felt when they got recognised. He liked it though.
Reid then turned to Hotch "This is Agent Aaron Hotchner my br…boss." Reid said seeing Hotch's look when he nearly called him his brother. He knew his brain wasn't up to much. His genius brain was changing into an unreadable mess.
They both nodded "I haven't said thank you for phoning me," William said turning to Reid.
"You were her husband before you left…" Reid said getting angrier and angrier.
"And I'm your father!" William reminded him. Reid was getting really angrier with this small reminder. To him William was just a man who happened to have sex with his mum and his mum got pregnant so had him. To him William was certainly not his father!
"You left when I was 8 I had to look after my mother till I was 17. Rossi would have been a better father then you!" Reid said almost shouting. He had automatically regretted shouting that straight after the words had escaped his mouth. He knew Rossi wouldn't forgive him. He knew he would get lots of questions and to be honest, he probably would bite the head off anyone who asked anything. He was definitely not in the mood for questions!
"Did you just say Rossi would have been a better father…? Why would he even be a father?" William asked. He was intrigued by what his son had said in that fit of anger.
Rossi was glaring at Reid, guessing that William wasn't the type of person who would let such a phrase go. Reid had made a huge mistake by saying it. Hotch looked at Reid but tried to stay straight. He knew that if he looked normalish he could get away with it. He could act like nothing happened or say Reid had meant someone else. He could get all of them out of this situation if he acted normally. Well that's what he hoped. Reid just looked away knowing he would have to explain about Hotch and Rossi and his relationship with them. This was definitely not a situation he liked being in.