This is AU. In this story the team is young and in protective care for assorted reasons.
Gideon and Rossi are in charge; JJ, Prentiss, Hotch, Reid, Elle, Garcia and Morgan are the kids. This will probably be focused on Reid.
I do not own anything related to Criminal minds and it is doubtful that I ever will. This is my very first attempt at writing anything with a plot so if you are going to be mean at least do it with style.
Derek was angry.
No, he was furious.
He had a good reason to be angry, not only was he stuck in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of kids who had issues, he had to share his rather small room with a kid who was scared of the dark.
It was three in the morning and as hard as Derek tried he could not sleep with the light on.
Of course the kid couldn't sleep with it off and so Gideon had taken the kids side and told Derek to 'Try sleeping with the night-light, just until Spencer goes home.'
The weird kid had arrived in the middle of the night and Gideon had come in to wake Derek up, introduce him to Spencer, tell him that he had to share his room because it had two beds, and that Spencer was afraid of the dark and needed a night-light to sleep.
He had also said that he was sure they would be great friends. Then he left Derek alone with the kid. Who looked nervous, and seemed to be a functioning mute, and needed a night-light. Yup, they were going to be great friends.
Spencer Reid was scared.
No, scared was not the most accurate adjective to describe what he was feeling.
Terrified was more accurate.
Not the deep penetrating terror that one associates with phobias or the prospect of an early death, but terror nonetheless.
He was alone in the middle of the night in an entirely different state then the one he had grown up in, surrounded by people who did not know him and probably did not want him with them.
It wasn't his fault though, it was the governments fault.
They were the ones that insisted that he be moved from Las Vegas to his temporary home in the middle of Virginia as soon as possible, just because of a few death threats.
Those he could handle, as he had been getting them since he had started high school.
He could not handle being ripped away from everything he knew and left alone in the world all because a Neanderthal with an online psych degree said that his mother was not fit to take care of him anymore.
Spencer was pretty sure that he was going to have a nervous breakdown, and his new 'friend' was not helping things. He had looked like he would have quite cheerfully arranged for Spencer to be skinned alive and roasted when Gideon had told him of the sleeping arrangements.
This was going to be a lot of fun.
