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Reid noticed that she was silent when it was them. He noticed that his usually jolly beloved mate would tell him what she thought momentarily. She was formal with everyone and whenever they wanted to go home, Hannah told him to go ahead, but he stayed. She was finishing up work a little and instead of going home by car, she would walk.

He would follow her and hold her hand but she didn’t interlock her hand with him. It was loose. He knew that Hannah wasn’t confrontational but there was indeed something wrong. Did his mother say something to her again?

It’s probably just hormones, but he knew it wasn’t. Now, he probably needs to tell her what happened a few nights ago. Upon reaching home, she headed to her cats and cleaned up their dishes.

“What do you want for dinner?” He asked.

“Hmm, I’ll probably just drink milk. I’m not that hungry after all of the pizza party.” She said.

“You only ate a slice, my love. How did you get full with that?” He crossed his arms. She only chuckled as