Spencer-Memories flood the mind, but emotions flood the heart-Reid

"Sissy?" I heard my brother call out from our bedroom. I got up and walked from our kitchen and into the room. The room was a dull shade of white, but more of an off white."Yes?" I asked. Christopher usually didn't call for me at six in the afternoon unless he was hungry, which he usually was at this time."I'm hungry," My accuasions were correct.

I walked next to our small, twin sized bed and started to run my hands through his white hair. I was surprised that he had such white hair, when I had such dark hair. Mommy had brown hair, but her's wasn't as dark as mine. She said I got it from my father- if I should even call him that. I was glad that I had her freckles, even though I hate mine. Anything I got from Mommy was a gift to me.

"We don't have any food, Chris."I said to him. I knew his hunger, mostly because most days we had powered eggs, milk, and regular orange juice."I'm hungry," He said again. I frowned. I should be smiling. Mommy said that Christopher had a certin type of autisum,ADHD, and even ADD. He just turned three, and on his birthday he started to talk. The doctors thought that he would never talk.

"We have to wait until Mommy gets home,"I said, grabbing his favorite book, Ferdinand the Bull, from the shelf.I lifted the Dora the Explorer covers and slid under it with him.I adjusted the pillow so that I could lean against the wall. He laid his small head on my shoulder.

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"Baby girl, you ok?" I felt a slight tap on my shoulder. I groaned slightly. My cheeks felt really puffy, as if I had been crying.I opened my eyes, and they revealed Derek."We here?" I asked. Derek chuckled."Here could be anywhere. But no, we aren't home." I nodded slightly, rubbing my eyes. To my surprise, they felt wet.

"Was I crying?" I whispered to Derek. Derek nodded slightly."Sorry,"I muttered.Derek sat down in the vanilla seat in next to me."Listen, if you ever need to talk, I'm here."I nodded.

He's already offered around thirty times, saying that he would be here for me. I understood his offer, but I don't open up to people easily. It took be about two months just to really start showing my sarcastic side to them.

"Thanks, Derek."Then I looked around. It was dark outside the plane, and I would guess that it was around midnight since we left around eight."Want to play some chess?" I asked him. Derek shrugged."Sure,"There was one thing that most people on the team really didn't know about me.

Well, more than one thing. But one was that I was superb in poker, chess, and anything involving cards. That was just a surprise to me, considering I was more creative than mathmatical.Derek went to get the stuff, then sat in the seat across from me.

"Black or white?" He asked.I stiffled a laugh."Really have to ask me that?"Derek pondered on the thought, then started to set up the white pieces for him and the black pieces for me. Derek let me have the first move.

"Ready to lose, Morgan?"I asked, raising an eyebrow.Derek smirked, then moved one of his pawns."I'm ready to win, Rodriguez."I kept a smirk on my face as the game continued, then both of us were close to winning."Close game, Kitty. Ready to admit da-feet?" I rolled my eyes."That was really stupid, Derek."

"Hey, whose winning?"JJ asked, sitting in Derek's old seat."Or should I even ask?"She said with a smile. I was back to smirking."No you shouldn't. Check mate,"I said, moving my knight and taking Derek's king.

I had won again.Derek's smile faded."You led me on,"

"No, I dumbed down."I said, stickingg my tounge out.Derek narrowed his eyes."Really wanna go there?"

"Oh no, not another prank war."Prentiss said, sitting next to Derek.I smiled. Another prank war sounded pretty good..."No, not after she made my pen explode...which I don't know how she really did that.."I smiled bigger.

"It's not that hard. All you have to do i-"

"Don't ramble, Kitty. You'll end up like Reid."Derek said. I sighed. I didn't like it when people always said we were so much alike. I didn't see it. Spence is a good guy...I guess I'm a good girl?He's socially awkward...I am, but I'm a smart-a**.Spencer was smart, no. He was a genius-

"Someone looks like they're thinking hard."Derek smiled, bringing me out of my thoughts."Just about the pranks,"I mummbled."Please, don't speak troll. It ruins your pretty voice." JJ said, trying to cheer me up. I wasn't sad.."Whatever. I'll be right back."I said, getting up and going towards the back of the plane.