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If there was one thing Reed was perceptive to, it was his wife’s presence. Whether she was invisible or not, he always knew when she was around.
Picking up his son from the small observation bed under the machine Reed had vowed never to use again, he held him close to his chest as he turned around to face the entrance of the lab. There was silence in the room, the record player turned off while he was with Franklin, but his eyes remained focused on the archway near the elevator. A small smile pulled at his lips as he rubbed his hand over Franklin’s back, knowing he couldn’t wait her out.
“You know, Johnny and Ben may still be fooled but I’ve gotten quite good at this,” he stated, his gaze still trained on the other side of the lab.
He heard a small huff of that husky laugh of hers he loved so much before she manifested, leaning against the wall near the entryway, arms crossed over her chest as she smiled back at them.
“You’ve just had more practice,” she countered, pushing off the wall and leisurely walking over to her husband and son.
“To what do we owe this pleasure?” he asked, as she approached them, her hand joining his over Franklin’s back.
Her other slender hand moved up his right arm and over his shoulder, as her knuckles brushed over the grey streak of hair near his temple. “I”m here to rescue you for the night.”
“Well, I’m afraid it’s a little late for that,” he said, nudging his head towards the blackboard behind her.
Sue turned around and let her shoulders slump as she took in all the equations he had scribbled over the entire board. She knew him well enough to know that he could be at this all night if he was left to his own devices, but she wasn’t about to let that happen. As she faced him again, she reached for his hand and led him away from the chalkboard.
“It’s nothing that a good night’s rest can’t solve tomorrow.”
“I still have to calculate how long the power needs to be preserved, it shouldn’t take more than a few-” he started to explain but she leaned in, kissing his lips softly to stop his train of thought.
“Reed,” she whispered against his lips, her piercing blue eyes looking up into his deep brown ones. “You’re done for the night.”
He sighed, breathing her in and letting the calming scent of her perfume settle him. “Alright.”
“Good,” she smiled, kissing him once more before she vanished right in front of him.
“Sue?” he frowned.
Reed watched the way his chair rolled out of the way, stacks of papers were removed from the desk and from the top of the record player. Franklin looked on just as his father did, entranced by what he was seeing. Reed stood there amused as he saw the way a record slipped out of his collection, slid out of the case and placed on the desk. The needle dropped as it started to spin, a soft smile tugging at his lips as the first notes of their song filtered through the room.
My love must be a kind of blind love
I can’t see anyone but you
He stepped forward slowly, once more sensing exactly where she was as he stretched his arm out and wrapped it around her invisible form, pulling her into his chest. Just as she appeared, a boisterous chuckle erupted from her as she wrapped her arms around him, causing him to join in. Franklin’s inquisitive gaze shifted between his parents as his little hand clung to Reed’s tie and he let out a small sound, so close to a giggle, it had both parents stare at him in complete awe. Reed leaned down, kissing the top of his son’s head before turning to her, pressing his forehead to hers and nuzzling the curve of his nose against hers.
Their eyes closed as they swayed back and forth to the soft rhythm, as Reed held his whole world close to his chest, content in their own little bubble.
You are here and so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you