My other story is currently on the backburner because its not co operating with what I want so I will continue that one when it starts to behave. This is where having O.C.D. myself comes in handy.
*Anything that's italicised is the "voice" in Reid's head*
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1,2,3,4,5.
Okay you can get up now.
Tap each foot 5 times on the floor.
1,2,3,4,5.
1,2,3,4,5.
Okay now it is exactly 10 steps to the bathroom, don't screw this up or we will have to start all over again.
Turn the shower on and wait 5 seconds until we can go in.
1,2,3,4,5.
Now hurry up we have exactly 5 minutes until breakfast.
Once Reid was done in the shower he continued to listen to the thoughts that rules his head on how long he needed to do something or how many times something needed to be done. Reid knew that he had to stick to the thoughts because if he didn't something bad was bound to happen to him.
5 minutes is up now wash and dry your bowl and spoon and get dressed.
First tough the closet handle 5 times with each hand before opening it.
Now get your black trousers that say Monday on them and your shirt, tie and vest that also say Monday on them we have 5 minutes until we have to leave so don't dawdle.
Time to leave!
Reid did his usual 100 steps to the subway platform and then took 5 steps to get to his seat, he counted the time it took to get to work everyday and it was always 15 minutes almost spot on everyday.
Okay now do you 50 steps to get into the elevator and count the 20 seconds it takes to get to your floor.
Don't forget to press the floor button 5 times.
1,2,3,4,5.
Okay 25 steps to your desk where you will tap the desk 5 times with each hand before sitting down.
1,2,3,4,5.
1,2,3,4,5.
Now sit down and re-organize you desk, you have 5 minutes to do this.
Okay now its coffee time, grab your mug out of your desk drawer and take 15 steps to the kitchenette and get your coffee.
Okay now check the time it should be exactly 6 am.
Reid breathed a sigh of relief now that he had made it to work and not have to start all over again, it wasn't very often the voice in his head let him do something wrong and not start over again.
Hotch should be arriving soon, he will walk in at 6:05 am and says good morning Reid like he always does and you will reply with Morning Hotch.
"Good Morning Reid." Hotch said
"Morning Hotch."
Hotch then went into his office and sent Blake a text he had been sending for about a month now.
Morning Alex
Morning Hotch
It's the same this morning as well, I followed him this morning again and it is the same routine day in day out.
Is it time to get him some help?
I want to I really do but I don't want it looking like we think he can't handle it, he knows he's the baby of the team and he constantly tries to make sure everything is done perfectly.
I just don't want it to interfere with his life anymore.
Alex I completely agree but I just think we should talk to the rest of the team about this before we do anything rash.
Okay I will tell Reid I am going down to the archives and I want you to text the rest of the team to meet in the main floor lobby.
Okay Hotch
Thanks again Alex
Bye
Bye
So Hotch came out of his office and walked up behind Reid.
"Hey Reid I am just going to take a little jaunt down to the archives and I will be back soon, if anybody asks I just thought I would let you know.
"Okay thanks Hotch."
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"Hotch why are we all down here without Reid?" Morgan asked
"Blake and I want to talk to you about something."
"He's not hurt is he?" JJ asked
"Not in the physical sense no." Blake said
"What's wrong with the kid Aaron?" Rossi asked
"Blake and I have been watching him for about a month and although neither of us are qualified in the field it looks like full blown O.C.D." Hotch explained
"My poor baby." Garcia said
"So why are we here then? Why haven't you taken the kid to get help?" Morgan asked
"You know that Reid thinks of himself as the baby of the team and that he can handle everything on his own. My worry is that if we butt in he will look at it as we don't think he can take care of himself." Hotch explained
"Hotch and I have watched him on his way to work talking to the "voice" in his head telling him that if eh screws up that he will have to start all over again. He is so afraid of the "voice" that he does everything in his power to make sure the day goes right."
"He's afraid of a "voice"?" Morgan asked
"Yes Morgan, I have been doing some research on O.C.D. and this "voice" gains such a hold over a person that the person almost gets a sense of feelings for the "voice". They feel responsible if the "voice" says they did something wrong they suddenly feel bad and they try to do things even better next time. One other thing I didn't notice during my studies was that there have been reported cases of people committing suicide because they upset the "voice".
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You idiot! You're lucky I don't get you to go home and start this day all over again!
How hard is it to do things in 5's?
Are you really that stupid that you can't even count by 5's?
God it might be easier for your team if you didn't exist.
Reid flinched when the "voice" said that to him, he looked down and a few tears began to fall down his face and he knew that the voice was right. He was a mess and useless to the team, they didn't think of him as an agent they thought of him as the baby. Reid grabbed his letter opener and walked to the bathroom, luckily not many mother agents were in yet so nobody stopped him to ask if he was okay. He walked into the bathroom and locked the door and then went into the 5th stall and locked it as well, he looked down at his wrists again and started to cry again, this time it was full sobs. But he knew that that voice was ultimately right and he needed to do this for the betterment of the team. He grabbed the letter opener and brought it to his left wrist first making a deep cut, Reid winced and then made 4 more cuts on the same arm before moving to the right wrist. He made 5 identical cuts on his right wrist before throwing the letter opener away from him. Reid was staring at the blood when he felt the sweet feeling of unconsciousness take him away.
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"Maybe we should talk to him." JJ said
"Well let's go up then I told him I was going to the archives."
So the team sans Reid got into the elevator and made it up to there floor and then walked into the bullpen only to see Reid's desk unoccupied.
Morgan walked over to Reid's desk. "Guys it looks like he was crying there are little droplets on his chair."
"Oh. My. God! The men's washroom he's in there." Rossi said
"How do you know Rossi?" Morgan asked
"A while back I walked in on him crying in there, he told me its safe and quiet."
The team was now at a run towards the men's bathroom, Morgan noticed it was locked and it took him Hotch and JJ to get it open. What greeted then next was gruesome and almost made JJ throw up.