It had started when he had started college. The need for it. He was young but it always helped him through the lectures and the homework and when he didn't get enough sleep because of the frat parties. The white particles that he consumed. That helped him stay awake.

Reid lazily woke up… "Coffee…" he muttered as he made his way to his kitchen. He made his coffee and then reached for it. But it was gone. "How is it gone!?" he questioned. "I need it…without it I behave differently. I lose control of…"

"Reid…" Morgan said backing up from the young genius. "Are you okay?"

"Garcia…" Reid practically slurred, "Calls you dark chocolate." He said licking his lips.

"Something along those lines." Morgan said noticing the hungry look in Reid eyes. Reid was eyeing him the way a lion would eye a gazelle.

"Chocolate…has a lot of it in its ingredients."

"It?" Morgan questioned shooting everyone in the bullpen a look of help.

"It." Reid had simply. "I didn't have any of it at home, and there's none of it here at the office.

"It?" Morgan asked again.

"Yes it!" Reid snapped. "Do you have any of it?"

The team looked up because of the sudden surprise of Reid yelling at Morgan.

Hotch walked over. "Reid is you okay?"

"I'm fine." Reid said angrily turning to face Hotch. "Nothing wrong! I just didn't get any of it this morning and it's affecting my mood."

Hotch winced at Reid harsh tone and because of the fact that he was scared that Reid had gone back to drugs again. He grabbed Reid's shoulders. "What is going on with you?" he said staring at Reid.

"Nothing!" he said angrily trying to break Hotch's hold. "I just need some of it so I can focus."

"Reid." Hotch said sadly looking into his eyes. "How long?"

Reid blinked at this question. If he would have had it this morning, he would have reasoned and simply explained that it wasn't what Hotch thought it was. But Reid was tired and sleepy and he hadn't had it so he just answered the question the best that his clouded mind would let him answer it.

"Since college."

"Sine COLLEGE?!" Hotch looked like he was going to explode. Garcia, Morgan, Prentiss, Rossi, and J.J. all looked shocked. "Why?" Hotch said still not letting go of Reid shoulders.

"Because it keeps me awake. And focused." He said simply. He couldn't comprehend why Hotch was so angry. It was just it. It had never hurt anyone, it may have been addictive, but no harm had come from him taking it.

Suddenly it dawned on Garcia. "Reid." She said simply, "Is it sugar?"

Reid nodded. "What else would it be?"

The team breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sugar?" Morgan asked totally confused.

"Yeah. Does anyone have any?" Reid asked.

"Yeah I have a few packets in my purse." Prentiss said with a smile.

"Thank you!" Reid cooed as he grabbed the packets and headed towards the coffee machine.

Fin?