Giggling at his expression, Rachel nodded as he took in what she had said before. They were related - and she was liking the idea of him being an oh-so-important-law/politics-person more and more.

... And there it was. The million dollar question - what DID she want to do. "Well... As of about a month ago, my reply to that question would have been completely silent. And it still sort of is - I don't know what I want to do. I- I guess there is this one thing that I'd like but it's REALLY far fetched and even though I know I COULD do it, I have trouble believing that I'll actually have the courage to go for it - I'm no Gryffindor," she replied, making another hole in the previously hole-less idea. She wasn't brave enough.

"I think I'd like your mum..." she commented softly, her eyes fluttering shut as she was speaking. She was TIRED - plus the heat was making her sleepy too... It took a few seconds, but Rachel was definitely asleep - her head and palms resting lightly on Reid's upper chest.