Reid's Girlfriend On Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

Some things were hard to explain over the phone, and since he'd been too busy to visit lately, I decided to come to him. And this was what I walked into. "God, they're still at it?" Cade glanced at the footage and said sincerely, "Honestly, your boyfriend's got impressive stamina. It's just… His kink is a bit intense." I tried to pull a smile, but couldn't even manage a fake one. The Reynolds on that screen was nothing like the man I knew. Around me, he was always gentle, restrained, and considerate—the perfect gentleman. That was what made this so absurd.

"Yes." "Because he knew that keeping us apart kept you—" she paused, finding the right words. "Kept you destabilized. A Reid who couldn't trust his own decisions, who was carrying guilt about how he'd handled things with me, was a Reid who wouldn't look too closely at certain things. Who would be too distracted by his own personal mess to notice what Dorian was actually doing." "Yes," Reid said quietly. She stood up. The chair scraped slightly against the floor. She walked to the window and stood beside him, close enough that she could feel the warmth coming off his body but not touching him.

With this actions, Raymond concluded they were federal agents. “We seek a lady by the name, Grace….” Reyes couldn’t remember her last name. “…..Brunt” the specialist quickly said and stretched out his hand to shake Raymond too. “You must be Raymond, her boyfriend. I’ve seen your pictures a couple of time” “Yes, she is my girlfriend” Raymond answered confidently. No matter what would happen or could have happened. He would never deny Grace was his girlfriend.

The least I can do is hold the vultures off while they try to survive the storm I helped create. I don’t contact Darren. Or Isadora. I never will. They can’t know. It would undo everything. It has to look like the universe tilted in their favor — not that their enemy became their ally for a reason neither of them asked for. Let them think I’m still the villain. It’s better that way. A week later, I get a call from Rhys. “We’ve done all we can.” “And?” “Reid stays on the witness list. The forensic review is being expedited. And a few internal memos... conveniently shifted tone after a visit from one of your people.”

“Natalie was deeply involved in the DNA tempering. Not just aware. Actively involved. Money trails, hospital connections, timing. It’s not clean yet, but it’s not nothing either.” Reid’s blood ran cold. “And Daniel?” he asked. “Where is he?” “He’s coming,” James replied. “Soon. He wants to confront this in person.” Reid exhaled slowly, eyes darkening as he glanced back toward Karline’s direction. She was still standing by the railing, alone now, her back straight, her white dress catching the light despite the stain. Four years. Four stolen years. “Good,” Reid said quietly, his voice low and controlled. “Let them stay confident.”

She grabbed his hands and they walked out of the room. She could remember her lawyer telling her a certain time that Reid wasnt the mastermind to the rape incident—now that he said it as well, how will she come to believe that it wasnt a plan he had with Felix? How on earth will he just be a revenge tool when he's a blood relative to Felix? Everything was too deep for her to understand, but all she wishes for is to believe that Reid is innocent of everything. Once she can believe that, then all the hatred will get away as well.

I turn to Jeff, a scowl on my face. "As long as that man is out there and not locked up, my girlfriend is in danger. Please find him" I huffed under my breathe before walking away. BECCA POV "Did you just call Jacob?" I ask Reid the second he put his phone down and he nods his head, I chuckle. "You've grown some balls. I thought you guys were unto each other's tails" "He's not a bad guy after all" Reid shrugged and I smile. "Bailey misses you" he adds and my face falls.

“A little help, please?” Cy chuckles, turning toward his mate and clapping me on the shoulder. “Duty calls.” I give him a nod, watching after him as he goes to take the child from Taylor’s arms and the three of them disappear back down the hallway she came from. I turn back to Astrid, sliding an arm around her shoulders. “Reid must be in his office.” I start leading her in that direction when the last person I expect to see rounds the corner. A ghost from my past with strawberry blonde hair cascading over her shoulders in waves and bright blue eyes that widen in surprise when they connect with mine.

"But yeah. Getting you out of the way makes it easier. You withdraw. Tonight. Citing 'medical complications' for your boyfriend. And I delete the file." Elion looked at the recorder. "You know," Elion said thoughtfully, "that tape proves something else too." "What? That your boyfriend is a robot?" "It proves I knew," Elion said. "I asked him about it. I confronted him." "So?" "So, if you release it... I'm not the victim. I'm the accomplice." Elion took a step forward. "And if I'm the accomplice," Elion said, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, "then I can spin it."

The fact that she was with him yet she needed me made me feel like a piece of shit. However, I wasn't given much time to deliberate on my actions as Reid walked into the house. I'd told him that he had the right to breeze in as he wanted, but I was beginning to think that I'd made a mistake. “Hi, Rowan,” he greeted a bit cheerfully, sauntering off to his girlfriend. His girlfriend. I reminded myself. I watched him get all affectionate with her. His hands tangled in the mass of her red hair, his forehead resting against hers. Pretending to be occupied with my phone, I watched them closely, my gaze particularly on Lola who's expression screamed discomfort.