"A week," he laughed. "Seeing you there when I woke up in the hospital -- I don't know, everything clicked. I wasn't gonna say anything while I was still walking around in that ugly gown, confined to a bed."

It was a conversation far too important to have in the hospital, of all places, and especially since he couldn't be entirely sure how the confession would be received. They both needed and deserved some privacy.

He turned his head a little, enough to kiss Reid's forehead.