Reid's Girlfriend On Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

“Are you admitting to harboring an omega?” “Yes, we did,” I admit, shooting Roman a glance. I know I told him to be on his best behavior, but I didn’t expect him to be this deadly silent. Reid grins, parting his lips, probably to inform us of our crime, but I quickly add, “But for a good cause.” Reid sneers, then rolls his eyes. “Oh really? What is that?” “That omega is Roman’s mate.” Silence. The room grows deafeningly silent, and Reid looks as though he has seen a ghost. His face has become concerningly pale, and he zones out into space. I look at Roman to be sure if he is seeing the same thing I am.

I went very still. My brain snagged on one sentence and everything else Zara was saying continued somewhere behind it like background noise I could no longer properly hear. Even Reid has a girlfriend. Reid had a girlfriend? I stood there with Zara still talking and my face doing whatever it was doing and my brain running the information through every possible interpretation. Was that why he didn't let me? Because he already had someone. He had sat on that couch and started something with me, kissed me intimately, pulled my waist so close to him and let me climb onto his lap and…he had a girlfriend?

ELENA'S POV Reid didn’t get the opportunity to reply before the police stormed into Clara’s room, so I wasn’t sure whether he had agreed to what I had begged him for or not. We are officers from the police department, and we received a call from Doctor Reid regarding a murder case," one of the officers stated. I glanced over at Reid briefly, completely stunned. I had no idea that he had gone ahead and made that call after all. This made it abundantly clear that he was not someone I could trust at all. My heart began to pound rapidly.

Reid met us in the waiting area, his expression grim, dark circles under his eyes suggesting he hadn't slept. "He's in bad shape," Reid said without preamble. "Broken ribs, internal bleeding, collapsed lung. They're prepping him for surgery now." "Did he say anything?" Hunter asked, his voice controlled, but I could hear the edge underneath. Reid shook his head. "Not coherent. Kept slipping in and out of consciousness. But his ex was definitely there. Security footage confirms it, arrived with a man still to be identified at 9:47 PM, left at 10:23."

Rielle scoffed at his words, she lloked at him bewildered by what he had just said that she couldn't comprehend exact;y what he meant what he said "What are you saying Reed? What do you mean? Are you seriously goin to say this? What are you driving at exactly?" She asked and he sighed, placing his hands on her shoulders "I understand the fact that he is your assistant and you trust him but don't you think it could be possible/ That he could actua;lly smuggle drugs?" He asked and she removed hand away from her shoulders 'I cannot even believe that Is coming from you. Adam would never smuggle drugs, he is not that kind of person so foget that assumption you just made up. Adam is not someone li

I could hardly see the display on my phone when I swiped the answer icon placing the phone closer to my ear. "How many I help you and who is this?" "Hello, Reid," The person called from the phone. Did I know this person? "You may be wondering who this is—" "Yeah, what's your name?" I cut in abruptly. "This is the detective in charge of your friend's murder. Detective Garfield." He introduced. I blurted out loudly. "How could I forget?" "Uh?" He whispered, sounding unsure as though we had never met. Damn! We haven't!

As the team filed out, I moved to stand behind her chair, placing my hands on her shoulders in a gesture that was both possessive and supportive. "You're worried," I observed, feeling the tension in her muscles. "About more than just standard security upgrades." She leaned back into my touch, a small gesture of trust that meant everything coming from a woman who had suffered such devastating betrayal in her previous life. "Jessica Reid's appearance at the gala wasn't random," she said softly. "And her connection to Marcus Holloway... it feels like pieces of a puzzle we can't quite see yet." I tightened my grip fractionally, protective instincts surging. "Let them plot," I said, my voice carr

Mia said carefully, “I’m a good listener. I know we don’t know each other well, but sometimes it helps to talk to someone outside the situation.” Dr. Reid looked at her for a long moment. His eyes were haunted. “Thank you,” he said finally. “That’s kind of you.” He left the break room without drinking his coffee. Mia stood alone, thinking. He was close to breaking. She could see it. Whatever guilt he was carrying, whatever fear he was drowning in, it was eating him alive. She just needed to push a little harder. Back at her desk, Mia pulled up the company directory on her computer. She found Dr. Reid’s extension and the list of projects he was currently managing.

He'd been haunted by the memory of Bella, the child she carried, and the unexplained void she'd left in his life. "Is this a solid lead, Boris? Or another goose chase?" Reid's voice was intense, betraying his inner turmoil. He was on the precipice of something that could alter the trajectory of his life. Boris nodded, trying to convey certainty in his words. "It's our best lead yet. The IP address we tracked aligns with the Greyhound routes leaving Dallas around that time." Reid's mind raced, images of Bella flashing vividly in his thoughts. He had to admit to himself that, despite his tough exterior, she had left an indelible mark on him. The mere possibility of finding her stirred emotions