This is my second entry to TheVampireAct's ending to season 5 contest. It's kinda short, but I found it interesting. I actually got the idea for this story from something that Matthew Gray Gubler posted on his Twitter page. It made me think for a moment…
Also, I know that the case described in this story isn't the actual case in the season finale
Again, nothing is mine, and I don't get paid for this. I'm a lowely college student who has finals this week, and is procrastinating on doing them (especially her Theology paper, which is 10 pages long). I think I'm gonna need a year's supply of Aderol, and the ability to clone myself. Or maybe I'll call Reid….
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The DC Metro line wound its way across town, picking up and dropping off passengers like any other normal day. However, no one spared a glance for the world-weary young man standing by the window, drinking a large cup of coffee.
SSA Dr. Spencer Reid took another swig of his coffee, swallowed and sighed. Only yesterday evening, the team had finished a case involving an UnSub who had killed entire families in the dark, except for one person; it gave Spencer a good reason to be afraid of the dark. But the events of the case before this last case haunted him more: A killer who friended his victims online, killed them, and then posted the kills as videos online; it had reminded him too much of Georgia and Tobias Hankel, and had made the young profiler play with the idea of calling in sick that day, just so he could sleep, and try to get the details of both this last case, and Georgia, out of his head.
But he knew that that was a near-impossible feat, especially with his mind; sometimes, having an eidetic memory was something Reid wished he'd never been gifted with. Sometimes, he wished for the ease of forgetting something easily. He had found it easy to forget when he had taken the Dilaudid, but he didn't EVER want to go back down that road. Reid wanted a way to forget, without drugs, without harm. Just something natural.
He took another sip of coffee, and stared out the window.
The train picked up speed, roaring through the underground tunnel system as it made its way toward its final destination. Suddenly, it flew off the tracks at a sudden sharp turn, falling on its side. Every person inside the train went flying; however, Reid had somehow managed to hold on to his coffee, which had been a feat in and of itself. However, it still hadn't stopped some of the hot beverage from falling from his cup and spilling on the window that the genius was lying on. The voices of the other passengers echoed around the train in a panic.
"What's happening?"
"My suit!"
"I can't feel my legs!"
"My arm!"
"Mark, open your eyes!"
Suddenly, Reid felt a presence next to him, a hand brushing up against his arm. A second later, everything began to become… fuzzy, distant. Spencer couldn't fight. He closed his eyes….
And the world went black.
….
The young man dragged the limp figure from the train and onto the nearby platform that said train had been only a few feet from. He was lucky; no one had been at this stop this morning at the moment, and by the time someone figured it all out, they'd be powerless to stop him.
Nathan Harris sighed as he set down Dr. Reid's prone figure by the entrance to the station for a moment, and watched the train burn before continuing on his way.
It was about to begin….
….
A/N: I don't think I'm the only person who wants Nathan to come back again. I mean, he'd be 18 by now, so he could've easily signed himself out of the hospital. Plus, it's an interesting idea to have him in another episode, have Reid profile him, and possibly arrest him.
And get this: When I typed "Dilaudid," I got two different spelling suggestions: "Deluded", and "Diluted." :D
Thanks for reading; now please, Please, PLEASE review!
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