This won't be good,I'm sorry,but I hope you like it...anyway bye!!!

Chapter One

"What a brat" said Hotch. he was looking down at a scared,terrefied Spencer Reid. "I'm not sorry" whispered Spencer shaking. Hotchner could hear Reid's whisper. "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!?!" Hotch yelled,grabbing a piece of the younger man's hair. He then pulled the boy's hair making Soencer yelp in pain.

"You are just PATHETIC" hotch yelled. Spencer started to shake more rapidly. He was scared of Hotch so much,but why he wasnt sorry was cause Hotch was about to hit Jack for no reason. "You tried to hurt Jack,for no reason" Reid said. Hotch put the piece of hair down. "GET UP YOU" he yelled,grabbing Spencer by the arm.

"Now if you gonna act like a brat,you'll be treated like one" Hotch said. He walked Spencer in the hallway,and opened a door. The door opened up to revile stairs. It was the basement. "Brats sleep in the dark and cold" he said,and pushed Spencer in there.

"NOW YOU ARE GONNA SLEEP IN THE BASEMENT!!!" Hotch yelled. Hotch slammed the door in Reid's face. Reid started to shake. The basement was so cold,and of course dark. He tried to go down the stairs,WITHOUT tripping and falling down.

Spencer wrapped is arms around himself trying to make himself warm. He laid on the cold floor. He always hoped the next day will be better,but it never is.

-in the Morning at the BAU-

Everyone kept a close eye on the young agent,except for Hotch. Spencer hasn't been the same for a few...weeks. "What's wrong" whispered Prentiss to Morgan. Morgan as been the most worried of the team.

Spencer was like a little brother to him. He knows when Spencer is not no where near okey.

"It's just pretty boy seems tired" he said to Prentiss still looking at Reid. Prentiss has noticed the youngest agent's behavior. She does agree he looks tired. Reid kept on working on his paperwork,even when he head a hand cramp. He then dropped what he was doing.

"I need to take a break" he said yawning. He looked up at the roof. He then closed his eyes,and slowly drift off to sleep.

"Dada it was just an accident" said Jack while crying his eyes out. "You broke a glass filled with milk you dumb brat" said Hotch. For some reason,it doesn't take much for Hotch's buttons to be pushed ever since Spencer moved in. "I'm sorry dada" said Jack still crying,but a little bit harder this time. "Now clean this up,then I need to talk to you" said Hotch madly. After Jack cleaned his mess,he walked over to his father. "NOW STAND STILL" yelled Hotchner raising his fist. Right before he had a chance to hit the innocent child someone came in. "Whoa whao whoa" said male voice. The man who owned the voice grabbed Jack. "Jack you okey?" asked the voice again. "Yeah papa Spencer" sad Jack. Hotch looked at Spencer,who was rocking the kid back and forth. "YOU IDIOT. HE IS AN IDIOT AND SO ARE YOU" yelled Hotch. Spencer know Hotch never liked it when he got involved,but he wasn't gonna let Jack get hit."YOU TRIED TO HIT JACK" yelled Spencer. Hotch got mad. He always hits Spencer more then his own son. Most of the time it's for no reason. Hotch likes to hit Spencer around. It's his way of being happy. Hotch grabbed Spencer by the collar of his shirt. "Lesson here you little brat. You're even worst then Jack" Hotch said. Spencer was scared,and shaking,but Jack's safety was all he cared about right now. "I don't care" he said confidently. Hotch smirked after that response. "Oh really...Jack go to your room" Hotch said. Jack hesitated. He knew what was going to happen,and didn't want it to happen."But..." Jack started,but interrupted by his father. "GO NOW" he yelled. Jack looked at Spencer,who was nodding for him to go. Jack sighed as he did so. Spencer looked back at Hotch. Hotch smirked at Spencer. "You don't care? Is that what you said?" Hotch asked with that smirk still own is face. "Hotch ran Spencer in the wall,still with his grip ahold on Spencer's shirt collar. "I'm not sorry..." Spencer said.

"I'm not sorry,I'm not sorry,I'm not sorry..." said Spencer repeatedly.

"Spence,wake up" said a female voice.

Spencer automatically woke up. He must have token a nap. "What? W-What's going on?" He asked. He looked to see Morgan,JJ,and Prentiss looking at him. "Pretty boy,you were asleep for like an hour,and you kept on saying 'it's not my fault' over and over. You okey?" sad Morgan.

Spencer nodded. "Yeah...do we have a case?" asked Spencer,trying to change the subject. The three concerned agents look at their friend,and slowly shook their heads. Spencer sighed in relief. He didn't sleep to long then he thought. He started back with his paperwork,and ignored his three co-workers.

They all shrugged and went back to their desks. Morgan sat down,and looked back at Reid.Something was wrong with Reid,but what was it?