tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

The brown-haired young man was standing there with a messenger bag on his back. He was panting slightly, his cheeks were flushed, and he seemed to have just rushed all the way here.

Fiona couldn't believe her eyes, "Spencer? What are you doing here?"

Reid didn't answer her question, but his eyes widened in surprise.

"What happened to your injury?" he asked.

"Oh, it's just a small injury, it's a long story." Fiona replied, "How do you know I'm here?"

"I called you a few times yesterday." Reid lifted his chin slightly and explained quickly, "Uh, 37 times to be exact, but it kept going to voicemail. So I asked Garcia to check Checked...uh, your credit card records. She told me you booked a return flight today."

He licked his lips, looked anxious, and said pleadingly, "Don't be mad about this—I'm just worried about you."

"Oh, I'm not mad," Fiona said.In fact, she was a little moved.

She strode over to give Reid a hug.The familiar breath made her feel calmer.

"What the hell happened?" Reid raised his hand and gently stroked her injured cheek and asked.

"An explosion." Fiona replied.

"Explosion?" Reid was surprised, "What explosion?"

"Oh, nothing," Fiona paused, then continued stiffly, "Some crazy fan of a serial killer planted a bomb in the car and killed a friend of mine, that's all."

"Oh my god - Fiona, I'm so sorry," Reid said.

"I don't want to discuss this just yet." Fiona sighed. "I'm glad you picked me up, really."

After she finished speaking, she hugged Reid again, resting her chin on his shoulder.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Reid whispered against her cheek.Tiny stubble pricked her cheeks, but she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

"I'm sure." Fiona said calmly.She let go of her arms and looked up into Reid's eyes, "I'm sorry I lied to you earlier, but it's a bit hard to explain. But I'll tell you everything. I just want you to know, I don't want to Hiding anything from you... I just didn't find the right time to tell you."

"...I understand." Reid whispered.His lips were tightly closed, the corners of his mouth raised, and he quickly placed a soft kiss on her uninjured side of the face, "I believe in you. Let me know when you are ready."

Reid's trust made Fiona a little ashamed.

He is willing to trust her unconditionally, but she doesn't want to share with him the most important secret of her life.Because she knew that no matter how much he trusted her, he would never believe that she had died once.

But this incident made her understand one thing.Even though she is no longer emilytsui now, emily's memory will still accompany her for the rest of her life and invade her dreams every night.She can't be a fionamars completely, because her soul determines that her essence will always be the woman with black hair and black eyes.

"Are you free today?" Fiona asked, putting her arm around his shoulders. "I was thinking maybe we could have dinner together."

"Of course," Reid said, "Hotch granted me a half-day vacation for the first time, you know him."

"I understand." Fiona smiled while pulling the corner of her mouth, but accidentally pulled the wound.She controlled her expression and said with a straight face, "Okay, I can't laugh anymore."

Afterwards, they took a taxi back to Fiona's apartment.She had left in such a hurry that some clothes were scattered on the sofa, and there were a few unwashed glasses on the coffee table.But she didn't have the slightest motivation to tidy up the room.She is so tired now.

Reid poured Fiona a glass of water and sat down beside her.

"Can I take a look?" Reid asked urgently, frowning.

"Look at what?"

Reid pointed to his cheek. "Wound."

"Okay," Fiona took off the gauze carefully, "Actually, it's not as scary as it looks - no stitches are needed, it's just a small wound."

There was a small wound under her left eye, small but not shallow.

"Fortunately, the eyeball was not injured." She said lightly, "I am very lucky."

She suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with Reid's expression.His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was troubled by something.

"Don't worry, there will be no scars. My recovery ability is very strong." Fiona told him.

"No, no," Reid said immediately, "I wasn't worried about that. It just occurred to me that you've been getting hurt all year long."

"Okay, I take that back that I'm lucky," Fiona said. "My luck sucks."

Reid stared at her intently.

"Oh, don't look at me like you're looking at a wounded animal." Fiona smiled as much as possible to avoid the wound, and put her hand on Reid's cheek, "I'll be fine. It's just a small wound , healed quickly. I'm not made of glass."

"If you're really made of glass—" Reid said with a serious expression, "I can use glass glue to stick you together. But you are not, if you encounter any danger—" He suddenly stopped Mouth, "I almost reported missing last night. I called everyone you know, but they don't know where you went."

Fiona had noticed early on that he was a bit haggard, he must have not slept well last night.

She realized that Spencer was really worried about her.She had never seen him so anxious.

She suddenly found that what she had been obsessed with was a little funny.She is just herself now, and since that incident two years ago, she has been reborn into a brand new self.And what reid loves is her now, neither emilytsui's soul, nor just the body of fionamars.What he loved was a complete her, and that was enough.

"Sorry." Fiona said softly, "This will never happen again. I promise."

"Then tell me, why did you suddenly run to London?" Reid whispered, "I know I promised you I'll wait until you're ready, but... I just want to make sure you won't be in any danger again." He paused and licked his lips, "You know? My brain is much more active than normal, and I've thought of dozens of possible reasons in the past few minutes. Only knowing the truth can make me stop thinking about it .”

"Okay," Fiona pondered how to answer, "I said I was visiting my friend, remember?"

"Yes." Reid said.

"Actually, he's not my friend, exactly," Fiona said. "He's actually—emilytsui's friend."

"Who is Emilytsui?" Reid asked confused.

Fiona's heart clenched.

"A... pen pal." Fiona replied without confidence—would Reid really believe her words?

"pen pal?"

"I know it might sound crazy - but she means a lot to me. She's like a family member. We used to be very close and talked about everything. I knew all her secrets and she was like mine. Life mentor. In fact, it is because of her advice that I choose my current career.”

Reid didn't act overly surprised as Fiona expected, but asked, "So you're going to visit her in London?"

"No, she's dead." Fiona said calmly.She briefly told Reid about the bombing, "I saw on the news that the murderer had been arrested, so I wanted to visit her, her family and friends."

"But why didn't you tell me the truth? There's nothing to hide." Reid asked with a frown.

"Because I was afraid you would think I was crazy because a pen pal traveled thousands of miles to another country." Fiona shrugged and smiled, "And—pen pals! Who would have pen pals in this day and age. I don't want you to think I'm a - freak or something."

"No one has pen pals anymore?" Reid looked surprised.

"It seems so." Fiona said uncertainly.

"But I have a few pen pals myself," he said.

"Really?" This time it was Fiona's turn to be surprised.

"Yes, I even have pen pals in China. We often discuss Go in letters." Reid said.

"Okay, I take back what I said about the freaks." Fiona blinked and murmured.

Reid grabbed Fiona's uninjured hand and kissed the back of her hand, "So you have nothing to hide, understand?"

"No more secrets." Fiona assured, "Really."

Fiona rested her forehead on his shoulder.She wasn't sure if Reid fully believed what she said, but he seemed reassured.And from now on, she won't mention emilytsui anymore - at least they won't have any secrets except for that matter.

For dinner, Fiona said she didn't want to go to a restaurant.Now she just wants to light a candle at the dining table at home and enjoy dinner slowly.

"Okay, I'll cook." Reid volunteered.

"I still have one hand to use." Fiona held up one hand and said, "I can help, like grating cheese or something."

But Reid's attitude is very firm.

"Just wait here." He pressed Fiona on the sofa and handed her the remote control, "Watch the show or something. I'll get it done soon."

After a few minutes, Fiona decided to go to the kitchen to take a peek at the situation.She walked out of the living room, only to find that Reid was flipping through a cookbook with astonishing speed.

When he noticed her walking in, Reid quickly put down the menu.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing," Reid said quickly, "I was just—"

"Temporary learning?" Fiona laughed.

"That's right." Reid blinked awkwardly, "What do you want to eat? I just learned 35 French dishes."

"Wow, that sounds good," Fiona exclaims, "but it doesn't have to be that complicated, mac and cheese is good. Come on, let me help."

Subsequently, they managed to cook a simple dinner.

"The cheese is a bit burnt." Fiona said with a frown.

"Don't be too picky," Reid said. "It tasted fine to me, but the macaroni was a bit tough—I shouldn't have trusted the cooking time in that cookbook."

"No, no, you don't understand." Fiona laughed, "Every time I make this dish, it gets mushy."

"Maybe it's because the temperature of your oven is a bit high." Reid analyzed, "I noticed it when I made macarons last time. Maybe there is a problem with the thermostat."

"Stop making excuses for me." Fiona sighed, "You know how bad my cooking skills are. It's a miracle that the turkey didn't burn last time."

They were just halfway through eating when Reid's cell phone rang suddenly.

"Oh no." He muttered, "shit."

He answered the phone, frowned and said to the phone: "Okay, I will as soon as possible."

He put down the phone and looked at Fiona apologetically.

Before he could speak, Fiona said calmly, "I understand. You should go." She leaned forward and kissed Reid, "I'll see you soon—after I pack my bags."

She laughed suddenly, "—get ready for the macaroni that will burn every day for the remaining two months."

Hearing this sentence, Reid seemed to be in a much happier mood.

"I'm looking forward to it," he whispered.

"Me too." Fiona smiled.