Reid stared through the window pane of his second story apartment. His face was distant and thoughtful. Next to him lay a stack of books as high as his godson. Speaking of godson, he had meant to call him. Reid's hands flew to the phone and dialed quickly, he needed to hear his small voice.
"'Ello?" Will had answered the phone.
"Will? It's Reid. Can I talk to Henry?" The southern man happily obliged to the request and fumbled with the phone as Henry called in the background.
"Unca 'pence!"
"Hey buddy! How are you?" Reid was instantly lifted three happy moods higher.
"Good! Guess what? I wost a toof! And the toof fairy came and gave me two whole dollars!" His excitement was comforting and for the next hour they continued on a never-ending conversation of random things Henry had done. Finally, Will told Henry it was time to go to bed. They exchanged goodbyes and before Reid clicked the phone off, he heard a fading voice say, "I wov you!"
Reid's day was now complete and he could sleep. His eidetic memory caused him great pain in the last case, the images bouncing around his head unevenly. Henry's voice had banned these and only happy thoughts flooded him. In one last contemplation of what to wear tomorrow, his head hit the pillow and his breathing slowed until he was blissfully asleep.
The next day was different. Something was wrong. Work was normal but he felt a bit...off when he escorted Henry to the park while JJ and Will went on a date night. When they were finished getting sand all over each other, Reid brought Henry back to his place to clean up, have dinner and go to bed so Henry could go to his karate class tomorrow morning.
As Reid laid Henry's sleeping form onto his bed, a slight click noise was heard. He was sure his head was playing into the darkness' trick but he checked the front door anyway. Wide open. Reid didn't think, didn't feel, didn't care. He ran to the bedroom where he had left Henry. His own gun was cocked and pressed against the sleeping child's temple. The man, dressed in all black, smirked.
"Dr. Spencer Reid. If I were you I'd listen to everything I say or little man here might not have any brain matter left." The unsub whispered and chuckled at his own words. Narcissistic. Reid noted.
"I will do anything just leave him out of this." Reid replies shakily. He could deal with normal unsubs but this one was different, this one had his godson.