By Kalmalinga
Warnings: Spanking of adults, mention of sexual abuse attempt(but may be real sexual abuse later, we don't know what all kind of things our muses will come up with yet), psychological abuse, mental disability, mention of autism, OC and OOC. Don't like? Then please don't read or complain about it.
As/N: This story is purely fiction and has nothing to do with real persons and it's not meant to offend persons with autism or their families and it is not our opinion that all persons with autism need a guardian. We want to thank Virginserpent for beta.
Category: Criminal mind/ Stargate SG-1 crossover. Gen. Discipline father/son, mother/son
Summary: Spencer becomes a good friend to his life savior and finds out that there is something special about his new friend Daniel.
Disclaimer: We own nothing from Criminal Minds or Stargate SG-1. Mrs. Miller is the only character who belongs to us.
Part 1
Spencer was crossing the street while carefully reading a book, never minding the danger of not being careful of the cars driving on the street. A car was about to hit him, but suddenly another young man pushed him off the street before it was able to. Spencer was shocked at first, but got his composure back when he noticed that his savior was lying on the street. He hurried to get to him. The driver of the car that had almost hit him had stopped, and was at the other man's side making sure he was okay.
When Spencer noticed the man was awake and was about to stand up he said, "You better lie down. You may have been badly injured. We better call an ambulance." The man panicked and stood up, not minding Spencer's concern for his health. "No! No hospital! I-I'm fine."
"Are you sure?" the driver asked before Spencer was able to say anything.
"Yes. I'm sure. No hospital, please."
The driver, who was about Gideon's age, nodded satisfied and then he looked angrily at Spencer. "Next time you better be careful and pay attention while crossing the street instead of reading! If you were my son, I would give you a sound whipping!"
Spencer gulped, "S-Sorry S-Sir. I-I promise it won't happen again." Spencer so hoped that the driver didn't know Gideon and tell him what he had done, because then he knew for sure that he wouldn't get a sound whipping, but instead he would get a sound spanking from his 'father'.
The driver didn't look as angry at him anymore, but still firm and said, "It better not!" Then the driver turned his attention back towards the other man. "Are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital to see a doctor?"
The man started to panic again and wildly shook his head, "N-No h-hospital. I-I a-am f-fine."
Spencer wondered why the man was so afraid to go to a hospital.
"Okay if you're sure. But I'll give you my name and phone number, so if there should be any trouble about insurance or something, you can call me," the driver said while writing it on a small paper and then he gave it to the man.
Spencer noticed the man looking insecurely down at the paper. The man was a little smaller than him but his hair was as long as his own, shoulder length, and in his eyes. He was also thin and of a slender built. He didn't wear any glasses. Spencer had a hard time trying to guess the man's age. He looked like an adult but parts of his behavior reminded him of a child. As a profiler he knew that something was off with the man, but he didn't quite know what it was yet. He so hoped that the man wouldn't turn out to be like one of the unsubs he'd come across with in his line of work, but at the moment the man didn't seem dangerous and he did save him after all, and had almost been hurt because of it. He was curious and wanted to get to know him better.
The driver and all the curious bystanders left.
The man bent down and picked up Spencer's book, which he then shyly gave to him.
"Thank you… what's your name by the way?"
"D-Daniel C-Carter."
"I'm Spencer Reid, you can call me Spencer."
"Y-You can c-call me D-Daniel," Daniel stuttered shyly.
Spencer gave Daniel the book back, "You can have it. It's a great book. I think you would like it. Daniel looked at the book like he didn't know how to use it. Now Spencer had a feeling that one of the things Daniel had trouble with was reading. He was starting to suspect that Daniel was suffering from autism or something familiar, but he wasn't sure. Daniel could just be very shy of strangers.
"T-Thank y-you, but I c-can't take i-it, as you are fond of i-it."
If it really was true that Daniel couldn't read, Spencer didn't want to embarrass him so he took it back. "Okay if you're sure."
Daniel nodded.
"Okay, but at least let me buy you a cup of coffee at Starbucks."
Daniel's face brightened and he nodded his head wildly, and it seemed he'd forgotten his shyness. Great, another person who's obsessed with coffee, Spencer thought happily.
Daniel was about to follow Spencer, but suddenly stopped and looked thoughtful.
"What's wrong, Daniel?"
"I need to ask momma first."
"Momma, you mean your mom?" Spencer asked questioningly.
Daniel shook his head and looked embarrassedly down at the floor. "N-no, s-she takes c-care of me. I-I have t-to ask her p-permission to go, o-or s-she'll get worried."
"Oh," Spencer said surprised. He wondered if he really should be surprised. If his suspicions were true that Daniel was autistic or something like that, then Daniel would probably have a guardian.
Daniel pulled out a cell phone from his pocket awkwardly, pressed a button and then pressed the phone against his ear. After a while he spoke, "H-hi m-momma… y-yeah, I'm f-fine. I j-just m-met a f-friend… W-well, n-not exactly b-but h-he s-seems nice and we w-were th-thinking of g-going t-to s-starb-bucks… b-but m-momma…"
Daniel's demeanor changed suddenly. From excited to disappointed and slightly exasperated. "O-okay… y-yes, m-momma." He finished the conversation with a pout.
Spencer stared at his new friend with concern. "What's wrong, Daniel?"
Daniel turned his gaze back on Spencer, looking somewhat embarrassed and visibly disappointed. "M-my m-momma s-said s-she'd like t-to meet you f-first." He finished apologetically.
Spencer smiled reassuringly and patted Daniel's shoulder lightly. "Oh, that's okay. I understand."
Daniel smiled tentatively back at him, "w-would you l-like t-to come over f-for c-coffee at home? M-momma makes r-really good c-coffee." His smile widened with pride then, "a-almost as g-good as s-starbucks."
Spencer smiled wider and nodded, "sure, that'd be great, thanks."
Daniel beamed, relieved.
oOo
Jack sat frustrated in front of General Hammond, "But, Sir. We just can't give up on Daniel. We've got to find him."
"Sorry, Colonel. He's been missing for nine months now, and everything points to him not wanting to be found."
"I don't believe that, Sir. I have a gut feeling that something happened to him. I know he was disappointed in us, especially in me as his father figure who let Dr. McKenzie and Dr. Fraiser commit him to the psych ward, that we… that I didn't believe him that there was something from off-world messing with his mind."
General Hammond nodded sadly, "Dr. McKenzie has a theory what happened to Dr. J… Daniel. And I'm afraid you're not going to like it."
Jack rolled his eyes. "Oh, he has a theory, does he? Like the one when he said Daniel was schizophrenic?"
General Hammond looked firmly at Jack. "Colonel, please."
"Sorry, Sir. What's his theory?"
"That Daniel was depressed as a result of the Ma'chello incident and couldn't cope with all that had happened… he thinks that Daniel committed suicide, and that's why we haven't been able to find him. I'm sorry."
"What! No way! I don't believe that for one minute!"
"I have a hard time believing it too, but Dr. McKenzie gave me some reasonable arguments that convinced me it really could be so. I'm starting to believe it too, and I don't think we should have allowed him to go home right after he was released from the hospital. We should have had him stay in a VIP room for observation like Dr. McKenzie recommended."
"Yeah, look what good it did the first time around. Daniel ended up in a padded cell!"
"Colonel!" Hammond said firmly.
"Sorry, Sir. Maybe that's why Daniel ran off, maybe he'd heard what Dr. McKenzie had recommended and he was afraid to end up in a padded cell again."
"Maybe, Colonel, but we may never get to know what happened or why. Let's pray that we'll get our… your boy back in one piece. I'm sorry, but I have orders to cut the search short. We have enough on our hands what with the war with the Goa'uld." General Hammond said with a military voice. Then his facial expression changed. "Now I'm not talking to you as your commanding officer, but as your friend. Take some leave of absence. You have enough vacation left to be absent for a year if you want to,and hopefully you won't need a whole year."
Jack smiled, "Thank you, S… George. I will."
Hammond nodded. "Good. Please get our boy back home safely."
"I intend to, George and if Daniel indeed left of his own free will, he won't be able to sit comfortably for years, and will be grounded for life when I find him for worrying us like that."
Hammond nodded, and knew how he felt he'd do the same if Daniel was his son.
TBC
A/N: We hope you like it so far. In much later chapters you will find out who Daniel Carter is and why he is the way he is, there is a reason for it.