CM The future I see without you

"You go to Emily's place, I'll wait for him here." Reid said to Hotch and JJ.

Emily has no family here, just BAU, Hotch and JJ nodding, they're going to Emily's side, and other things.The case is not over.

Reid gently placed the blanket covered by Jacques on Garcia's lap. Garcia's eyes were already red from crying. She was sitting on a corner of the bench against the cold wall of the hospital. The two friends hadn't come out of the emergency room yet. , life and death are uncertain, this girl who loves to laugh doesn't even dare to blink her eyes, she is afraid that in such a moment, she will lose two family members.

Reid was unexpectedly calm. When he found Jacques in that corner, he even stopped JJ's touch in his first reaction.

Reid took a few deep breaths, his eyes widened, and he stretched out his right hand tremblingly, touching Jacques' bloody neck, although it was very weak, there was indeed a slow pulsation under the skin.

Suddenly, all the strength in his body was drained by invisible fear. Reid sat down next to Jacques, looking straight at the young man's closed eyes. He didn't dare to touch him, and he didn't even dare to call out to him. He didn’t dare to look at his wounds. Under the yellow light, he just gently brushed away the strands of black hair stuck to the corners of Jacques’ eyes wet with sweat, and then said to JJ, as if to himself Explanation: "He, he may have a broken bone, it's best not to touch him, maybe cause a second injury."

JJ stared blankly at Reid who arranged for the rescue with red eyes and calm eyes. The shy boy in his memory grew into a reliable man at this moment. He followed the emergency personnel and watched the unconscious lover on the stretcher. His calm eyes are scary.

The follow-up in the warehouse The local police and FBI foreign affairs department and representatives from those agencies came to take over and follow up, Hotch and JJ handed over the documents to them, Doyle escaped, the case is not closed, but the help of the BAU is no longer needed .

It is already early morning, the edge of the sky is slightly bright, the rain has become lighter, the wind has also eased, the streets are quiet and empty, and the roaring ambulances are speeding through this quiet city, BAU's Two Chevrolets followed closely behind silently, escorting their family.

**

Reid stood outside the door of the rescue room, the long passageway was like an endless black hole, he was even afraid to lower his head, afraid to see the blood dripping from Jacques on the white and clean marble floor tiles, Reid looked straight at the closed door , the muscles were tense, the sun was about to rise in the new day, and he didn't close his eyes all night, but he didn't feel any fatigue, his brain was clear, and he even thought about what he should do if he didn't have the authority to sign these medical documents for Jacques ?Or do I need to contact Director Mueller, he doesn't know if Jacques has any relatives...

Reid remembered that when he was young, his mother hugged him and read Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Life. He didn't understand and was always asking what is light and what is heavy. Diana said that it was the weight on the death scale, and when people die At that time, the god of death will put his life on the weight, and the other side is a kind of weight that this person is looking for in the world.

It is the kind of weight that you are willing to live and die for, to be tired for, and to exhaust your life in his eyes.

That is also God's measurement of your soul, the weight of the soul that is determined.

The lightness of a period of life threatens the weight of a comprehensive life, and fear seeps faintly from the depths of the soul. Reid looked at that door, as if facing a dark time tunnel, the inexplicable fear and emptiness when he was a child facing the empty room after his father left and when he sent Diana away roared and surged.He thought, how ridiculous, how light and heavy, the weight of the god of death is always balanced on a weird front sight.

If there is a God, can he hear my heart?Maybe even God can't find my heart and soul, Reid thought, everything about me is in the lake-blue eyes of that young man.

When JJ came over from Emily, the door hadn't opened yet, Reid was still standing straight where he was, didn't even move, Garcia was tired from crying, squinting her eyes and holding on to wait.

She was a little hesitant to tell them the negotiated result, but Hotch had already prepared the relevant documents, and this secret could not be known by a third person.

She paused at the corner for a long time, took a deep breath, and walked over slowly.

Reid turned around as if he had a premonition, and the moment he saw JJ's eyes, he already knew the result.

He lowered his head sadly, Garcia had already started to sob softly, JJ hugged her and kept stroking her back, hoping it could comfort her.

Reid had no tears, he couldn't cry, Emily was gone, but Jacques was still inside.

"He needs me." Reid thought, I should be strong.

Rossi and Morgan made their way down the tunnel, along with a family member struggling with life and death.

Rossi walked up to Reid, he opened his mouth to comfort him, but nothing came out.

Morgan sat next to Garcia, hugging his girl tightly, a new morning sun rose from behind them, and the hot orange light sprinkled on everyone, and the rain finally stopped.

The door opened.

Everyone stood up and looked at the tired doctor who came out. He said to the detectives who had been struggling all day and night: "I can't guarantee that child, but he is still alive. In the ECU, if you If the condition is stable, then prepare for the second elective surgery."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor took off the sterile cap from his head and asked them, "Who are you in charge? I need to talk to that child's family, preferably someone who can sign his risk book. We have many more." things to ask."

Reid blinked hard to keep the tears from coming down. He tried his best to look calm and said, "You can ask me anything, but if you sign..."

JJ stepped forward and said, "Reid, go ahead, sign these things and we'll get it done."

The doctor looked at the tall, thin man with an unshaven beard and red eyes, and nodded. He led Reid to his office and asked as he walked, "Do you know what medicine he is taking recently? We will test him in the operating room. His blood coagulation function is abnormal, to be precise, his thrombin level is at least twice that of normal people."

"He's on aspirin," Reid said. "I can make a list of his medications if you want."

"all?"

"Yes, all of them."

The doctor looked at him suspiciously, thought for a while, and said, "Well, his situation is like this now..."

Rossi watched Reid and the doctor go away, he breathed a tired sigh of relief, Jacques escaped from death, Mueller didn't know what to do, he needed to think about his words.

In terms of vengeance, Mueller is no better than Doyle.

**

The sunny day did not last long, and that afternoon, a cold snap swept through Quantico, and the sky began to rain again.

But it's not the wind and rain, but the irritating light raindrops that Jacques hates the most. The whole world is extremely humid, and every breath seems to bring a lot of dust and water vapor into the two lungs.

Reid finished his day's work, and he came to the door of ECU. , There are already a lot of people around here, and their family members are lying behind this door just like Jacques, fighting for death.

The ICU has half an hour of visiting time every day, but the emergency intensive care unit does not. Reid sat down in his vacant seat, like other worried family members, separated by a thick wall, and accompanied him. dangerous lover.

But today was different, not long after Reid sat down, a shadow enveloped his vision.He looked up, a serious, ordinary face, the face he remembered, at Giden's funeral, next to Mueller.

"He's waiting for you in the conference room upstairs, Mr. Reid." The man said, taking out his ID.

Reid stood up and nodded.

He followed the secretary and approached the elevator, watching the numbers jump up to the top floor.The door opened, and there was an empty conference room.

Sitting at the head of the round mahogany conference table, Mueller didn't seem to know that Jacques was lying on the ECU, and even raised the corner of his mouth to signal Reid to sit down.

Reid put his satchel on the table, picked a chair two seats away from him and sat down stiffly. He saw a stack of documents neatly placed on the table, which was Jacques' surgery risk notification.

Mueller has already signed.

"I thought he was just your godson," Reid said.

Mueller glanced at his signature and replied: "Before the age of 13, I am his guardian after the age of 13." He paused and said: "But I don't spend much time with him, Dr. Reid , I am very happy that he has a boyfriend like you."

Reid smiled gruffly, he couldn't be happier.

Mueller stood up and said: "I know that Jacob is not in danger, so let him go. This little injury is not as serious as he was in Syria. I have already discussed this case with your team leader and D. I have contacted □□id, and I will help with the rest of the matter, so you don't have to worry too much."

Reid froze for a moment and said, "I thought this case was over three days ago, what's left?"

Hearing this, Mueller turned around and gave him a special look, and said, "You don't need to know about the remaining absconding personnel of the Irish Republican Army. I came here this time, first, to sign all these I will give you the procedures," he pointed to the documents on the table, and said, "The second one is something about Jacques' past."

Reid hesitated to take a small silver USB flash drive, he looked at this serious man, he didn't understand.

"Jacob can't tell you these things, but I think you need them, or you can choose not to read them and ask him directly." Mueller said, already put on his coat, he refused the secretary's help, Picking up his briefcase, he finally said to Reid, "I give you these because I hope you can have an equal understanding of each other, rather than asking you to pity him, Dr. Reid, if your IQ is really 187 , then you should know what I mean."

Reid stood up, and Mueller didn't even wait for his answer before closing the elevator door.