Sara: Hey! First Criminal Minds fanfic... if we get a review or two on this first chapter we'll update again.

Sky: But if there's no response from you guys, then we won't continue writing this.

Sara: So it's like a mixture of a whole bunch of Reid-centric episodes: Elephant's Memory, Corazon, etc. Let's just say it takes place just before Prentiss is 'killed off'.

Sky: Which we all know she wasn't.

Sara: Yeah... so read and review, and we'll update is we see some feedback :3

Sky: Disclaimer: Criminal Minds is not ours.

Are You Crazy?
Chapter 1: I'm Not Crazy

Doctor Reid, you may have to consider that what you're experiencing is due to… mental complications.

But there's nothing wrong with me, Doctor! I have extreme sensitivity to light and sound, but that doesn't mean I'm crazy! Listen, I know what mental disorders are all about, my mother has schizophrenia! I'm not crazy, Doctor.

I didn't say you were, Dr. Reid, you just have to consider the possibility that something is seriously wrong…

But Reid didn't want to consider the possibility. He didn't want to think of anything. All he could concentrate on was the pulsing, the throbbing in his head that was going to drive him insane itself. An hour ago he had swallowed a handful of aspirin dry, but there was no indication that the medicine would kick in any time soon.

A car passed by his DC apartment, and he winced. What should sound like only a breath of wind to a healthy person sounded like the roaring of a two-ton steam engine to Reid. He clutched the sides of his head and fell to the floor, cowering against the cold wood. His phone rang in his pocket, and he cringed away from it as the beeping pierced his skull like a steel dagger.

"Hello?" he answered in a whisper, his voice coming out hoarse and low.

"Hey, pretty boy, we have a case," Morgan said loudly, and Reid held the phone away from his ear, wanting to retch because of his spinning head. "I hope you're talking like that because you're in bed with somebody right now and you don't want to wake her up… or him, for that matter, I wouldn't know since you've never been able to score with anyone in the years that I've known you." Morgan laughed, and the sound grated through Reid's brain, frying it.

"I'll be right there," the doctor said instead, his head reeling in pain. "Just… just cover for me if I'm late, okay?"

Another chuckle. "She had better be worth it." And he hung up.

./. .\.

"Kill me… just kill me you son of a bitch!"

Dominic smirked at his victim and pressed the tip of his dagger harder into the boy's bloodstained throat.

"That's it," he simpered. "Beg, you fucking bastard, beg for mercy, beg for me to save your worthless life. I want you to scream my name. I want you to wish that you were never born." And he slashed down with the knife, tearing the teenager's already ripped shirt and leaving a deep cut in the skin. His victim shrieked in pain, which only earned him another harsh slap across the face. He ran his tongue over the fresh cut along the inside of his cheek, the bit of blood being the only liquid he had consumed all day.

"Beg!" Dominic screamed. "Beg just like you made me beg when and your friends beat me in the locker rooms! Beg, and I just might deem you worthy of living."

"Never, you son of a bitch!" the other shouted. He knew it was going to end, and soon, and he welcomed the thought of the obliviousness of death compared to the hideous pain he was in now…

Dominic snarled and sliced the knife toward his victim's throat. The boy fell off the chair with a strangled sort of gurgle, and just like that he didn't have any breath to beg with.

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