CM The future I see without you

The wind that came out of nowhere blew the black hair on Jacques' forehead, he slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the boy with his back turned in front of him in confusion. He was wearing a linen round neck and short sleeves, kneeling on the ground motionless, Not far away, every piece of glass on the floor-to-ceiling windows was covered with dazzling and soft mist, and the sunlight passed through the windows and spread evenly on the floor, forming a shining circle of light on the boy's black hair.

Jacques held his breath and walked forward slowly. He wanted to see what the boy looked like, but before seeing his face, the person covered by the boy's body came into view first.

It was the woman, with her pale face and eyes closed, curled up on the cold floor in the posture of a little baby. Jacques leaned forward and took a closer look, only to find that she seemed not to be breathing.Feeling relieved, Jacques wanted to put his hands on the boy's small shoulders, and the whole space vibrated violently. He was a little unstable, shaking left and right, and couldn't find a fixed handle. In a trance, Jacques heard a faint call from a distance.

"Agent? Agent!? Agent!"

Jacques shuddered suddenly, and actually opened his eyes, and the police officer in the car stared at him with a strange expression.After seeing the young man wake up, the police officer pulled out the key and said, "We're at the place, Agent."

"Oh, okay, thank you." Jacques said hoarsely. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and rubbed his face. Just as he was about to get out of the car, the policeman stopped him again: "Agent, if, uh , I mean if you're not feeling well, the doctor at the police station..."

"No, thank you." Jacques smiled and rejected the young police officer's suggestion. He got out of the car and closed the door gently.

It was already very late at night. Except for the police car escorting the students back from the paper mill and a few parents waiting for the children to come back, the police station was quiet. All the shops on the street outside had closed their doors, only one or two The passing Ye Guiren looked inside the police station curiously. The bright moonlight fell from the dark sky and reflected on the concrete floor. Jacques sighed, feeling a little irritated for no reason.

**

When Hotch and his group returned to the police station, there were only two or three police officers on duty dozing off in the lobby. JJ gently put all the materials compiled by BAU on the sheriff's desk, and Emily brought back a large bag of coffee from the 24-hour convenience store outside, put it on the table, and greeted everyone gently.

Kevin was exhausted, sitting in front of the computer, unable to speak with his forehead propped up, quietly looking at Garcia who was already snoring from sleep.

"Go back, Kevin, go back and have a good sleep." Morgan said softly to him, "Do you need me to take you back?"

"Oh, oh, are you back?" Kevin asked in a low voice.He put his glasses back on, looked at Garcia, then shook his head and said, "No, I have a car and I can take her home."

"Okay then." Morgan shrugged and said, "By the way, tell her that we will be on vacation tomorrow and the next two days, so we don't need to come here, just rest at home."

"Really?" Kevin couldn't help laughing happily, but he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping girl too loudly, so he suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Oh, I will tell her, then we... we will I'm leaving?"

"Go ahead," Morgan said.

Hotch hung up the phone and walked in quickly from the outside. He stopped Kevin who was half-armed with Garcia, and asked, "Kevin, wait a minute! Did Jacques come back before us?"

"What's wrong?" Rossi came over with coffee in his hand and asked.The others also looked at Hotch who was frowning tightly with puzzled faces, and Garcia also looked at him in a daze.

Kevin's heart tightened, he let go of Garcia's arm, and replied nervously: "He, emm, Jacques came back and asked me to help him...but he left quickly again."

"What? Jacques is back? Why didn't I know?" Garcia asked.

Kevin replied helplessly: "You are asleep, we don't want to wake you up, so..."

"Aaron, what's going on?" Rossi asked, looking sideways at Hotch.

Hotch looked around at the tired faces of his team members, hesitated, and said, "Reid called me just now, saying he couldn't reach Jacques, and asked if I had seen him."

Morgan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Maybe Jacques has other things to leave first, or, lost his way around, or... I don't know where I put my phone and forgot, hey, you also know that he always does this... ..."

Hotch frowned and thought for a while, then nodded hesitantly. This may indeed happen to Jacques, and Reid was not particularly anxious, so he simply said a few words to Reid on the other end, and hung up the phone . .He looked around at the tired and exhausted faces of his teammates, especially Garcia, who could hardly keep her eyes open.He lightly ordered: "You go back first, leave the matter here to me, be careful on the way."

**

Jacques found Maeve's information from Kevin, went back to the original apartment safe, took out a heavy dark green travel bag, and got into a taxi.

"Where are you going?" the driver asked.

Jacques took out a note from his pants pocket, handed it to the driver, and said, "Go here."

"Oh, okay." The driver glanced strangely at the handsome young man in the back seat and the travel bag under his feet, and muttered, "This place is really far away."

When Jacques got out of the car, he realized that this was a nearly deserted suburb, with only a few tall and short buildings standing in the dark night, like a pack of silent wolves.In this way, it seems that the room with bright headlights is more eye-catching. Jacques thought about it, put his bag on his back, chose a commanding height with a clear view, and placed his baby.

Through the scope, one can clearly see a woman with long black hair facing away from the floor-to-ceiling window and shouting at the woman tied to the chair. Perhaps she was too emotional, and her hand holding the pistol kept shaking. Waving. Jacques held his breath, and the lower corner of the scope swept into a pair of familiar black brogues, which he bought for Reid in Las Vegas.

Jacques gently wiped the sweat off his forehead. He took a deep breath, blinked, and returned to the scope. The cold night wind blew his shirt, and the skin on his back suddenly felt cold. Get a little goosebumps.But Jacques didn't seem to know anything. He lay on the ground and focused on the three people on the opposite floor.

Reid, who was staring nervously at Diane, stopped suddenly, looked out of the floor-to-ceiling windows as if sensing something, and then saw a small black figure on the top of the opposite building. This feeling of being watched was familiar and kind , He thought for a while, and suddenly called out to Diane, who was crying and laughing, and said, "Diane, Diane! I read your paper."

The dark-haired woman gradually stopped, eyes full of doubt and surprise, she slowly left Maeve who was tied to the chair, walked up to Reid, and asked cautiously: "Have you read my paper?"

"Yes, I read it," Reid said hurriedly, "I think this paper is very high-level, comparable to JonasSalk, you know, I have already sent it to the National Institute of Health..." He said, while Slowly leading Diane to the position of the glass window, he estimated that it was almost there, and said, "We can still make a deal."

"What deal?" Diane asked vigilantly, her finger was still on the trigger, as if she was going to press it hard in the next second.

"This deal..." Before Reid finished speaking, he pulled the chair that was helping Maeve aside vigorously, and the two of them fell to the floor hard, followed by a sound of heavy objects exploding beside their ears There was a loud noise and Diane's sharp and short scream, and the police officers guarding outside broke into the door immediately.When Reid got up, he saw a small hole in the shoulder of Diane's right arm, and the blood flowed out. Two or three ambulance personnel followed Diane and pressed Diane to the ground to stop the bleeding. .

Reid avoided the broken glass and walked to the window, the shadow on the top floor of the tall building opposite had disappeared.

"Dr. Reid, you didn't tell me that you called a sniper at the beginning." The sheriff came over and said seriously.

Reid said calmly: "He is our man, sheriff, I will take care of the formalities."

"That's good."

**

Reid hung up the phone with a sigh, and the sleepy-looking police officer on duty who sat across from him glanced at the computer screen, and then said to him: "Okay, sir, you can go now. It's just that you will be an important witness when the time comes , the court will summon you according to the procedure, please check your mailbox in time."

"Okay, thank you." The doctor stood up, stepped on the yellow-green messenger bag, and walked out the door.There was a girl with long brown and black hair with bangs waiting for him with two cups of coffee in her hand.

Maeve handed one of the cups to Reid, and said softly, "Thank you."

Reid took the coffee, his eyes were concentrated on her face, the stars and lights sometimes disappeared on her shoulders and sometimes flashed in her eyes, the distance of thousands of mountains and rivers was only one arm away at this time, Reid looked at her, desolate The starlight and lights, the fading night, the surging morning light and the emptiness of thousands of miles overlap in his mind, and there is a real sense of absurdity.

Holding coffee, the two stood outside the police station relatively silently, looking at each other with strange and nostalgic eyes, like the shyness and hesitation of old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time when they meet at the airport.

Suddenly, both of them smiled at the same time.

"I never thought that we, emmm, would meet for the first time in this way," Reid said.

Maeve shook his head and said, "But you're leaving."

Reid nodded and said, "I'm going to find Jacques."

"Oh, so." Maeve looked at the doctor's brown eyes hesitantly, and gently pulled her hair behind her ears with her hands, she said hesitantly, "Actually, actually I..."

"I know." Reid looked into her eyes calmly and said, "There was a time when I was also puzzled, Maeve, I read your letter, every sentence made me feel moved, even if it was just a A silly pun can keep me laughing for a long time. I even think about it, if it wasn't for Jacques, maybe..."

"Why is that?" Maeve murmured.

Reid thought for a while and said: "Because I love him, Maeve, there are so many people in the world, I just met him, it's like a magic spell, and there is no second person in my eyes since then. God never With a rib removed from my chest and thousands of butterflies stuffed into my stomach, I think I may be hopelessly in love with him."

Maeve looked at the slightly upward curve of his mouth, even though the young man was not here, it was just an imagination in his mind, the doctor couldn't help laughing, his eyes were full of gentle and simple happiness.She suddenly realized that Reid and herself might be the best spiritual partners, giving each other the spiritual freedom and courage of thought they need, but for love, he never belonged to her, even if she helped herself find it at the beginning. It's not about love, whether it's a peeping tom or rushing here today to rescue him from paranoid grad student Diane.

Perhaps even more cruelly, the choices he made were based on an FBI instinct.

Maeve lowered his head and looked at the coffee that was getting cold in his hand. Just like what the doctor said, there may have been that warm but short-lived impulse in his heart, but after a long time, he will understand that it is just a misunderstanding that has nothing to do with love, it is hormones. and loneliness.

"I know." Maeve didn't even dare to look up at the doctor, and said softly, "Go, you go find him."

When Reid was about to leave, Maeve suddenly stopped him again, and asked hesitantly, "Then, that shot was him, right?"

Reid nodded, but said nothing.

A black Ford hurriedly stopped at the gate of the police station, a man and a woman got off, they passed by him quickly, and walked straight towards Maeve. Reid stopped and watched the three hugging excitedly at the door before realizing that they were her parents.

Maeve patted his mother's back lightly, comforting her, and said over and over again that I'm fine, I'm fine, but her eyes were fixed on the doctor's back.She thought that she could finally meet the person who would accompany her for a lifetime, but it turned out to be just a passerby who was fleeting in her life. away.

She sighed sadly, but there was not much sadness in her heart, it was just empty and uncomfortable.

**

Day and night are like two completely different worlds. The flying bees and butterflies and the deep and vast insects are silent in the middle of the night. The rose garden in front of the goose-yellow villa is noisy and silent. When the wind blows, you can see the dazzling and immature flower buds under the dense leaves.

"I can't get through to your phone." Reid got out of the car, looked at the young man standing at the gate of the garden, and said with a sigh of relief.

Jacques turned around, glanced at him, and said lightly, "I don't know, it seems that the battery is out."

Reid glanced at the goose-yellow villa under the slightly lit sky and the delicate red and white roses in the hazy mist, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Maybe it was because he had been standing for too long. When Jacques moved, his feet felt dense needle-like pain and numbness. He slowly moved to the bench in front of the white fence, holding one of Reid's arms, Slowly sat down.

"How is she?" Jacques asked.

Reid also sat down next to the young man. He looked at the reflections of the two on the blue Volvo car and said, "It's all right. Your bullet was timely. It hit Diane's right arm just in time and missed the important one." Blood vessels, the hospital said she could appear in court in three weeks."

"I'm not asking her, Spencer."

"Oh, you mean, Maeve?" Reid asked with his arms around Jacques.

The young man nodded.

"She's fine, and her parents rushed over when I left." After Reid finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed the young man's forehead lightly.He looked at the young man's tired face and the scar on his forehead covered by hair, thought for a while, and held back his doubts, and said, "Where's your gun?"

Jacques tapped the arm of the chair with his fingers.

Reid understood, and bent down slightly, and sure enough, he saw a sniper gun under the chair. The dark green leather bag was not zipped up, and only a black barrel was exposed facing the outside.

Seeing Reid's surprised expression, Jacques couldn't help laughing, his eyes were shining like a quiet little angel.

Reid couldn't help lowering his head, and placed a light kiss on the corner of his mouth.

"How do you know I'm there?" Jacques asked him.

Reid shook his head. In fact, he himself was not very sure, so he said, "Maybe we have a heart-to-heart connection? By the way, why did you come here? I thought you would go home directly."

Jacques said: "You said she was in danger, but I was worried about you. Then I went to Kevin and asked him to help me check a female geneticist named Maeve. There are not many people in the United States who can help me get my new painkiller. Well, it was really easy to find her, and then I went to check the people around her... It became obvious. By the way, that, Diane, is she really suicidal? She did it just For Maeve's approval? For a paper he didn't pass?"

"Yes, that's right." Reid said slowly, "A long time ago, I helped Maeve apply for a personal safety protection order about her fiancé, but I didn't expect that the voyeur was actually Diane, her student. By the way, Where's your coat?"

"What coat?"

"You don't know where you left it again, do you?" Reid said helplessly, "Forget it, anyway, the clothes you ordered for the next season will be delivered."

"I didn't lose it!" Jacques retorted softly, "I'm telling you because..."

This night was too difficult and long, Reid lowered his head, resting his chin on the top of Jacques' head, listening to him rambling about what happened after he left, sometimes speaking a little faster, Jacques would use French replaced English and continued, Reid just listened quietly, watching the orange-red morning sun fall on the youth's white fingers, arms and face little by little.

At some point, Jacques' soft voice dropped, and then fell completely silent. Reid gently carried him back to the back seat of the car, took out the fluffy blanket in the trunk and covered him.

The sleeping Jacques is like a soft and cute little angel. Reid couldn't help but kissed his forehead, and then gently used his fingers to draw the eyes, nose, and lips of the young man through the air...

There are still many unanswered questions between them, such as Maeve, such as LSA, such as Jacques' migraine and psychological problems that he is unwilling to face, such as the small but not negligible genetic probability of schizophrenia...

But it's okay, Reid thought, as long as you're here, you're fine.