tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

The case is over, but everyone's mood has not been relaxed.

Fiona stared in the direction of the mother and daughter from a distance. Mrs Thoreau is embracing her daughters who will have to be separated for a long time. Mrs Thoreau will face charges for hiding a body and endangering the course of justice, while her daughter Annie will be closely monitored and treated.

Madame Thoreau kissed her daughter on the cheek, her hand trembling as she touched Annie's shoulder.

Annie remained silent and did not cry.She asked her mother when she could go home, and Mrs. Thoreau finally couldn't help but burst into tears.But when Annie was taken away, Mrs. Thoreau gradually stopped crying.Then her eyes were calm, her expression glazed over, and she looked like she was finally relieved.

"At least I don't have to worry about either of them anymore," she said hoarsely to the others.

"Do you think she really did something wrong?" Fiona murmured to Reid suddenly.

Reid was arranging the folders and putting them in a special file box, and he stopped after hearing Fiona's question.He squeezed the parchment information bag in his hand, frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about how to answer.

"At least she tried," Reid murmured. "She tried to protect her children, though perhaps not wisely."

"If I were Annie, maybe my mother would do the same thing for me." Fiona sighed, "No, definitely."

Reid turned his head slightly, he pursed his lips and hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, "She should."

Fiona knew he meant Fionamars' mother, but what came to her mind was the small, not very beautiful young woman - that was Emilytsui's mother.Her impression of that woman is actually very shallow, because she died when emily was young.

Young Emily didn't realize that her mother would never come back until the policemen broke into the house and arrested her father.She was crying loudly at that time, until a policewoman came over and hugged her, trying to comfort her, she gradually stopped crying.

And since then, she hardly ever cries.

Reid sorted out all the materials, then grabbed the coat hanging on the chair, and looked at Fiona. Fiona was staring at the tip of her leather boots with her head down, silent.

She suddenly heard Reid calling her name.

She immediately crawled out of the quagmire of memory, "What?"

"Are you going to go?" Reid said.

"Of course." Fiona stood up.

"Are you okay?" Reid asked concerned, "You don't look well."

"Oh, it's nothing." Fiona grinned, her eyes fell on the messenger bag on his body, "When are you going back to Washington? Tomorrow? You can stay with me tonight."

"Tomorrow," Reid said, "but I'm not planning to go straight back. I still have some things to do—I'm planning to go to Las Vegas while I'm on vacation."

Fiona raised her eyebrows, "Where are you going?"

Reid licked his upper lip, eyes drooping a little.

Fiona thought he wasn't going to answer the question.She knew Reid was a bad liar and he probably didn't want to lie to her.She felt somewhat lost, but she knew they hadn't shared all their secrets yet, their relationship wasn't that close yet.But she was still a little curious, what did Reid suddenly want to do in Las Vegas?

At this time, Reid suddenly raised his eyes to look at Fiona, "...I want to visit my mother."

"your mom?"

"Yes."

Fiona breathed a sigh of relief.But if he just went to visit his mother, why did he show this expression?

He closed his lips slightly, and his face looked a little depressed. Fiona immediately understood that there must be some unusual reason for this.Maybe he didn't have a good relationship with his mother, Fiona guessed.If it's a close mother-son relationship, he won't be disturbed by the thought of visiting his mother.

"Let's go." Reid said suddenly.He turned around and strode out of the conference room, not forgetting to turn off the lights in the conference room.

The rest of the bau group left first.They seem to have known that Reid would not go with them.So do they know about reid's mother? Fiona thought to herself.

Fiona knew she shouldn't be so curious about other people's private affairs, but she still wanted to know what was going on between Reid's mother and him.Perhaps this is precisely because the object is reid.

On the way back, Fiona almost couldn't restrain her urge to ask questions.

"My mom," Fiona said suddenly, "I'm a little lost on what she looks like."

"I heard what happened to her," Reid said immediately. "I'm so sorry. It was a tragic accident."

—or a brutal murder.

Fiona did not say this sentence.Although they were talking about the same person, she wouldn't let Reid know.

"I just remember that she likes to make that nasty pancake." Fiona laughed. "I think it's too sweet. But she makes it every weekend morning."

"My mom likes to make pancakes too," Reid muttered, looking out the window.

At this time, a red light came on. Fiona stopped the car and turned to look at Reid's profile.Probably because of the angle of the streetlights outside the window, Fiona felt that his expression was a bit melancholy.This made Fiona want to hug him gently.

"...so, is everything okay with her now?" Fiona asked.

Reid doesn't seem to know how to answer this question.His lips moved, "Uh, she's pretty healthy."

"Where's your father?"

"He doesn't live with her." Reid replied stiffly.

Well, father is a forbidden area that should not be mentioned. Fiona realized that maybe Reid's family situation was complicated.

Fiona thought for a moment that their conversation had reached a dead end and could no longer proceed.So she turned on the car stereo, trying to adjust the atmosphere and change the subject.

They were finally able to be alone tonight. Fiona thought about how to create a romantic atmosphere.Maybe they shouldn't be back at the apartment so early after all, they could take a detour to the lake, take a walk, and then a little... in the woods

But reid suddenly spoke.

"My mother is a psychopath." Reid said suddenly.

The green light suddenly came on.But Fiona didn't move.She looked at Reid a little surprised.

"She has had schizophrenia for many years." Reid said calmly, as if talking about other people's affairs.His fingers brushed the fabric of his thigh, showing that he was trying to hide his emotions.

"I'm sorry." Fiona whispered.This was completely out of the possibility she had imagined before, so she didn't know how to respond for a while, "Then what about her now?"

"She's in a psychiatric facility in Las Vegas now," Reid said, twitching the corners of his mouth, trying to give Fiona a relaxed smile. "She's fine now. I write to her a lot."

"write a letter?"

"Yes." Reid said, "I write her a letter every day."

"Not many people can write letters now." Fiona said, "You care about her."

Reid changed the position of his legs meaninglessly, "...Actually, I don't care enough."

"Why do you say that?"

"Actually, I haven't seen her for a long time." Reid said softly.Without looking at his expression, Fiona could hear the self-blame in his tone.

"You've got a busy job," Fiona said. "I think she'll understand."

"She never asks me to do anything...such as visiting her every once in a while." Reid's Adam's apple rolled, and he looked away from the window, turning his head to look at Fiona's profile.

Because he didn't speak, Fiona couldn't help laughing: "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"No." Reid whispered.

"Don't be too hard on yourself, dear," Fiona said with a smile. "I know you care about your mother. She will be very happy when you visit her tomorrow."

Reid just smiled, his smile a bit forced.

"Actually, I also plan to go to Las Vegas recently. I can drop by you tomorrow." Fiona said.She remembered that Mrs. Mars' death day was approaching.She read in Fiona's diary that Fiona used to go to her mother's grave at this time of year and bring her mother a bouquet of her favorite lilies.

"Really?" Reid's voice rose a little.

But there was no surprise in his tone.

"I mean—" he continued, looking a little embarrassed suddenly, pursing his lips quickly, "if you really want to—of course you can."

Fiona suspected that he didn't mean to say this sentence originally.He doesn't seem to want her to go with him that much, why?

"I'd love to meet your mother, too," Fiona said in as cheerful a tone as possible.

"She's a bit confused sometimes because of the medication," Reid said with a sigh.

"It's okay. I get it," Fiona said. "What does she like? I want to bring her something."

"Don't worry, I've already brought it." Reid patted his backpack and replied, "She studies classical literature, so I bring her a book every time. Margerykempe is her favorite."

"I know her," Fiona said. "The book of margery kempe, I read it. It was an amazing book. I always felt that if you call margery a feminist movement Heralds are not too much."

Reid raised his eyebrows and looked at her with interest, "I didn't know you were interested in classical literature."

"I took English Classics as an elective when I was in college." Fiona answered succinctly, and she smiled, "Actually, I have a lot of secrets, and those secrets will definitely surprise you-even if I tell you directly, you won't believable."

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