Fill Up My Prescription {Reid/Isha}

[praiseofblood]

"I truely am sorry, Isha, but I have to go," Reid said, turning and hurriedly leaving the restuarant.

[ode]

Isha just stood there, mouth agape. He had lived in the UK as a child and knew that earthlings did not readily accept the mate ideal but Reid was on Ment. Surely...

Heading back to work, he headed to Ricks office, he paused at the giggling inside and knocked. "Rick? Is Falon in there?"

[praiseofblood]

Falon blinked, smiling and pulling from his mate. "Yeah, Isha, what's wrong?" he asked.

[ode]

"Hes... My mate. He ran from me." He said, confused.

[praiseofblood]

"Who, Reid?" Falon blinked, automatically going into worry mode. "Is he alright?"

[ode]

"I have no idea. I need... Falon. You have to speak to him for me."

[praiseofblood]

Falon blinked. "Isha, did Reid tell you he's autistic?" he asked.

[ode]

Isha blinked. "I... I'm unfamiliar with that term."

[praiseofblood]

"It means that Reid suffers from a social disability. That means, that while he is very intelligent, a genius even, he does not react well in social situations. He's very literal and doesn't understand how to adapt to interpersonal interactions." Falon said.

[ode]

"So what am I to do?" He asked, confused.

[praiseofblood]

"I don't know, but you can't come on too strongly with him. You can always talk to him, though. And I'll talk to him to see what's the matter." Falon said.

[ode]

"Thanks, Falon. I... I'm going to try my best to be what he needs," Isha said with a firm nod of his head.

[praiseofblood]

Falon nodded. "I'll go talk to him."

[ode]

Isha settled down on a nearby tool box and stared at his brother. "Did you have this much trouble with your mate?"

Rick just laughed, "Of course not, my mate's perfect."

[praiseofblood]

Falon shook his head and headed to Reid's place, hopefully the male would talk to him.