Alaska: Chapter 5

Mar 25, 2011 23:13

Title: Alaska
Author: ficdirectory
Characters: Reid, Team
Word Count: 10K - Chapter 5/7
Warnings/Spoilers/Rating: Disaster/Episode 5x21, "Exit Wounds"/FRT.
Summary/Prompt: The floatplane crashes on the way back from Alaska.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the CBS-owned characters mentioned. Not written for profit.
Notes: Written for nannerz2cool for her donation to ontd_ai's ( Read more... )

reid, warning: disaster, garcia, author: ficdirectory, title: alaska, criminal minds, rating: pg-13, words: 10000-29999

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nannerz2cool March 27 2011, 22:41:53 UTC
"That the universe was trying to tell me something, bad karma was at work, evil spirits, I don't know!"

"Do you regret it?" he asks evenly, keeping his gaze on the fire, not on Garcia.

There is a pause as she considers this.

"No. No, I don't regret it, honey, but it was unnatural for me, you know? I usually guard against negativity, I don't run towards it."

"I don't think it was unnatural at all..." Reid offers.

"How come?"

"Because being compassionate is in your nature. It's an intrinsic part of you. You think you run from suffering, but you don't. You try to soothe it. It's who you are."

He chooses his words carefully, hoping she gets what he is trying to say. He hopes the meaning isn't lost in this darkness. In the greatness of this tragedy.

For her part, Garcia says nothing, just pulls him closer and presses a kiss to the gauze wrapped around his head.

Ugh. I love this. Oh Garcia. Oh Reid.

"Can't..." he gasps. "I'm not strong enough..."

"Okay. You listen to me," Garcia chastises gently. "You don't have to be strong. Just breathe. All right? That's all you have to do."

Under her hand, Reid is shivering. His breathing is starting to calm. A little. Maybe. Garcia rubs his back and tries to make everything okay. Or, at least, a little better.

"Tobias," Reid manages. It's almost a whimper and it scares Garcia so much she nearly jumps.

Ahhhh! This part! Ohhhh! The whole thing! Awwww!

But his ghosts linger all too vivid on the edges of his memory. He is just glad that, for now, they have gone.

Love.

If her words came from anyone else, he might feel compelled to rush through his feelings.

Love the wording.

"See?" he asks, his voice shaking a little. Hope shines unmistakably in his eyes. "I knew you wouldn’t run."

Oh Reid...never doubt your strength...

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ficdirectory March 27 2011, 23:31:13 UTC
Love them!

Oh gosh. Hold on guys! It will be okay soon!

"Reid's sad..."

Aw, thank you.

Ditto.

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