Wanted to update some of my older fics! Sorry for not updating my fics recently I've been pretty sick :( Sorry if my writing skills are kind of rusty! This was an idea I had while rewatching Sex,Birth,Death. I KNEW there was a potiental fanfic storyline for this particular episode!

It was dark,and pouring down rain. Reid couldn't remember the last time Wsshington had this severe of a storm. He tried to run as quickly up the steps from the subway station as he possibly could. As he got closer and closer to his apartment the street and sidewalk got more and more bare. There was a sound of someone constantly walking behind him. They were getting too close for comfort. He thought he recoginzed the eyes when he turned before something appeared and struck himacross the face.

When he woke, he woke with blood trickling down his face. Everything was black.

"You were wrong," said a voice that sounded familiar to him, really familiar. "You were wrong about me."

"What?" Reid struggled to see in the dark.

"You thought I was good deep down inside, you were wrong," the voice hissed and sent shivers down his spine.

"Wh...what? Who...Who are you?"

"You don't remember me?" The voice whispered. Reid licked his lips nervously. "You should, you let me go." The figure moved closer and Reid stiffened and than froze in horror when he saw who was standing in front of him.

Nathan Harris. The young man that was trying to fight the sexual sadist side inside of him. The young man that sought Reid out for young man that stabbed himself.

"Nathan?" He whispered in horror. "What...why? Why are you doing this?"

"They locked me up in a mental hospital afterwards, ya know," Nathan hissed. "Gave me shock therapy."

Reid closed his eyes.

"Nathan, I'm sorry-"

"They put me a way in a padded cell. It was only because I'm a damned good actor that I got out but now my own mother is ashamed of me." His voice quavered. "You should have let me die!"

"I couldn't! You were confused, you were trying to fight who you were..."

"Why should I bother fighting? Everyone else is convinced...I should just prove they're right."

"No...please, Nathan, you don't want to do this! You're upset, you're irrational-"

"And right now I'm your kidnapper so you better shut the hell up and do what I say."

Reid quieted and tried to control the shaking in his body.

"What...what do you want, Nathan? Why are you doing this?"

Nathan's eyes, once filled with sadness was now filled with coldness and a slice of anger.

"Revenge," he whispered. "I want revenge."