CM The future I see without you

Rossi watched Donnie Mallic being loaded into the ambulance with mixed emotions.

"The chances of him surviving are slim." Frowning, Hotch took the wet wipe from Emily and wiped the blood from his fingers, and said, "Except for the broken knuckle, Jacques shot him in the stomach, Although the large blood vessels were avoided, the digestive juice has already diffused throughout the abdominal cavity, even if he survived, the sequelae would make his life worse than death."

To be honest, Rossi didn't care about how much pain Mallic had in the rest of his life. If it was him, Rossi felt that he would have put the bullet right in his head.

"Where's Jacques?"

"Of course." Hotch turned his head, looked at the whispering couple still hugging, and knew what Rossi cared about, he said, "It's a pretty standard self-defense, I think, except for Jacques explaining about the theft of security codes Other than those two things with Sergeant Andrew's car keys, there's nothing to worry about."

Rossi chuckled, and he motioned Hotch to look to his right, where the female police officer who had just woken up from a coma was being questioned.

Hotch paused, the night was very dark, but he still clearly saw that the female police officer looked at Jacques after every sentence, she seemed to know nothing, and seemed to know everything, even if Reid and Jacques She clasped her fingers tightly, and her eyes were still full of admiration and obsession.

Ten minutes later, Sergeant Andrew came over and said to Hotch angrily, "You can go, my police officer will take care of everything, that kid doesn't need to stay here."

Hotch nodded sincerely, with a serious face.

Sergeant Andrew’s entire face was contorted in anger, and he said viciously: “Of course it’s for the sake of that fat girl, if she hadn’t helped us change the password and upgrade the system, you guys, don’t care if it’s the FBI or not.” Yes, I have to walk around without eating! Hmph!"

"Can I go?" JJ asked worriedly as she watched Sergeant Andrew leaving angrily.

"Of course." Hotch picked up his suit jacket and turned his head, only to find that everyone except JJ was gone.

"Where are they?" he asked.

"Uh..." JJ said embarrassedly, "Jacques just said that there is an amusement park not far ahead, the Ferris wheel there is very beautiful, and it is also the place where Giden and Sarah first dated, er, so..."

Hotch pinched the bridge of his nose wearily, he took the coffee in JJ's hand, nodded knowingly, and said, "Thank you for waiting for me, let's go too."

"Of course." JJ said, waving the car keys in his hand.

The rain in Roanoke also seems to have a bit of the poetic tenderness of the ancient culture of the eighteenth century.

Reid has not been willing to let go of the hand he held with Jacques. His index finger unconsciously rubbed against the back of Jacques' hand, but the young man didn't notice. raindrop.

"Are you okay?" Reid buttoned the top button of his coat, but still felt Jacques' face was pale and his fingers were cold.

"of course."

Reid turned his head, and their position had reached the top, but unfortunately it was raining, so they couldn't see the sky full of stars that Jacques said.

Sometimes, when he was waiting for a seat or watching Jacques eating ice cream bit by bit, he felt a sense of space-time confusion. He wondered if the young Giden was as cautious as he is now many years ago. Holding Sarah's hand, he came here full of expectations, watching her laugh and make trouble.

He suddenly thought, what would Giden say to Sarah when the Ferris wheel reached its peak, under such bright starlight?

Jacques was still sullenly nestled in his coat, staring blankly, as if he hadn't shot Donnie Mallic neatly 10 minutes ago, as if he hadn't held his hand when he just sat in.

Reid felt as if there was a cotton stuck in his throat. He remembered countless popular science knowledge and jokes about the Ferris wheel floating in his mind, and countless classic and poetic confession words in movies and books, but how Can't speak out.

"Jacques," he heard himself say.

"kindness?"

"I, I have something to tell you." Reid wanted to slap himself, what did he say?You should express your love directly like Morgan said, or do it first like Emily recommends.

Jacques turned around, staring at the doctor's gentle eyes, and said seriously, "No, I'll talk first."

"Eh?"

Jacques' eyes are full of his own reflection, clean and clear, he held his shoulders and said, "You know, you should know, right?"

"what do you know?"

"Like this." Jacques leaned over and kissed Reid's lips like a superficial kiss.

Reid froze for a moment, then suddenly grabbed Jacques' loosened hand, he said in disbelief, "I still, I thought... oh, my God."

He was so excited that he couldn't speak, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and his bony fingers kept stroking Jacques' cheeks, he wished he could rub the person next to him into his body.

"That day, you left without saying anything, I thought..." Reid stopped suddenly, calmed down, and asked seriously, "Jacques, are you what I think? Oh, no, I am Say, I'm a man, and you're a man, and...and, I think you need to know, my mother...'

Reid felt that he should tell everything. He hoped that Jacques loved more than himself at work.He wanted to tell Jacques, but he was afraid of scaring him away, so he could only stammer: "Maybe one day, I will get that disease too..."

Jacques stared at the gentle and strong man in front of him, listening to him silently citing his shortcomings.He wanted to laugh a little, how could anyone say this when confessing?Luckily Morgan wasn't there, otherwise he would have been laughing for a whole year.

Jacques held Reid's wrist, and he could clearly feel the tense muscles and bulging veins under his palm.

Reid paused, knowing he'd said too much again.

Jacques lazily fell into Reid's arms, and said vaguely: "Reid, do you know? I grew up in the FBI building from the age of six to 16. I watched those familiar people smile and talk to you Say goodbye, walk out that door and never come back. Sometimes, I just ask Jason, I ask him, do you regret it?"

Do you regret it?You are so smart, you know how to live a more comfortable life, but you have to give up such comfort and throw yourself into a war that will never end.

One day, you will lose your love, you will lose your comrades, you will lose your life, even so, do you still want to go on like this?

This world has made you miserable, will you still love this world that has disappointed you so much?

Reid patted Jacques' arm lightly, like stroking a cat, he understood what Jacques meant, so he couldn't answer.

"He said he didn't regret it." Jacques snorted comfortably, he looked up and saw the smile on Reid's face, and continued, "I don't know when I will leave this world, but I don't regret it either. "

Jacques got up and sat upright. He held Reid's hand, like a solemn oath: "SpenserReid, although I sometimes look cheerful, I am actually born indifferent, lazy and communicative, and sometimes stubborn and alienated. , I don’t have more than others, but I want to give you my whole soul, including his eccentricities, if you still want to, if you want to..."

"I would." Reid didn't even wait for Jacques to finish, he held the young man tightly in his arms.

**

A week later, Reid attended Giden's funeral. Like many of the FBI's predecessors, Giden's funeral was solemn and solemn.

In the BAU team, listening to Giden's son's speech, he has a real sense of absurdity. Giden's life is simply summarized on that piece of paper.

Reid's index finger rubbed against his thumb, Jacques stayed with Giden in the auditorium all night yesterday, and didn't come today.He has never participated in such ceremonies, and he is not even willing to participate in the announcement of the test.

Reid followed his friends and bent down to offer a bouquet of white lisianthus in front of Giden's tombstone. He opened his arms and gently hugged Giden's son, ending the farewell ceremony.

He had accepted, accepted Giden's death, instead of deluding himself and telling himself that Giden was traveling to a faraway place.

As Jacques said, Giden's death should not be a shackle to his own progress, but a strength.

"Reid," Morgan came over, patted Boy on the shoulder, and reminded softly, "Your direction at twelve o'clock, do you know that person?"

Reid took a glance, searched carefully, and said, "That should be Director Robert Mueller, but my knowledge of him is limited to newspapers and news."

"But he's been staring at you for a long time." Emily leaned closer and said, "I didn't expect him to come too. I always thought Rossi was joking when he said he knew Robert Mueller."

"Then why is he looking at me?" Reid said. "Where's Rossi?"

"There." Morgan raised his chin, Reid and Emily looked, only to find that Jacques, who was supposed to be resting in the hotel, appeared here, or more accurately, appeared with Rossi in the bodyguard group of Director Mueller .

"What's their relationship?" Emily asked.

Reid shook his head, Jacques hadn't even told himself to come over.

"Hey, Reid, is Jacques calling you?" Morgan reminded.

Only then did Reid realize that the group of people standing with Jacques were all looking at him. Jacques was still wearing the black suit he picked out for him yesterday. Rossi smiled kindly. As for Director Mueller, he couldn't explain why. Reid always felt that he looked at him like a picky buyer, and there was dissatisfaction and resistance in his eyes.

Jacques waved again.

Reid suddenly felt parched, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

In just a dozen steps, it is as long as the Milky Way.

"By the way, you really don't know?" Morgan glanced at Emily and asked.

"Know what?" Emily walked towards Garcia and whispered, "Do you know that there has been gossip inside that Jacques is the illegitimate son of Director Mueller?"