Hello! First story so far, I hope everyone likes it. I love criminal minds(especially Reid 3)!
I do not own Criminal Minds or any of the Characters (even if that would be awesome)
Enjoy! R&R =)
"No! No, mommy! Mommy, I don't want to! Help me mommy!" The young boy cried as the hooded man picked him up and carried him away. The last thing he saw was his mother, tied up and gagged, crying for him. The boy knew that this man was going to hurt him, but why? Why him and his mother? Where was his father? Was he going to die?
Spencer Reid awoke with a start at the sound of the jet taking off. They had had a delay with the engine, and he had fallen asleep. "You okay, kid?" Derek Morgan asked him giving him a weird look. He hesitated, he wasn't sure he wanted to tell him about his nightmare. "Yeah, I'm fine." he nodded giving him a small smile.
Reid looks so innocent when he smiles. Morgan thought shaking his head. "Nightmares again?" he asked Reid carefully. He knew how touchy he could be on that subject. Reid nodded slowly. "But, it's nothing." Morgan raised an eyebrow, looking into those childish brown eyes.
Aaron Hotchner had been listening to Reid and Morgan's conversation. Hotch always worried about Reid. He was the youngest of the team, but also the smartest, statistic-wise. He also was the most vulnerable, wasn't good with a gun or a very good speaker. But Reid was just as important as everyone else on the team.
There was still a lot about Reid the team didn't know. They knew his father left him with his Schizophrenic mother when he was ten, they knew he's held repressed memories of a six year old boy's death since he was four, they knew he had a past with narcotics, that he had been a senior at a Las Vegas public high school at the age of twelve, and that he had once been stripped naked by the football team in front of a girl he liked.
Hotch felt sorry for the poor-kid! "Hey, Hotch?" Hotch turned in the direction of the voice. It was Emily Prentiss'. "Maybe you should tell Reid to take some time off. I mean, he's gotten less sleep than any of us, because of Strauss. What's her deal anyway? Why does she keep bossing Reid around?"
"Because she found out about the drugs." Hotch told her sighing. "But that was at least a year ago!" Prentiss exclaimed, trying to keep her voice low incase Reid heard her. "I know that. But we both know how Strauss is, she'll take any opportunity to make herself look better. Even if that means taking down a field agent." Hotch explained sadly glancing at Reid.
Prentiss was right. The kid looked terrible. Hotch remembered vaguely hearing the conversation of Strauss and Reid after she found out.
"You're just some juvenile kid, who's way in over his head. If you want to keep this job you're oh-so fond of, you'll keep your mouth shut and do whatever I tell you to do!" Section Chief Erin Strauss had gotten a horrible idea when she had overheard something about Dr. Spencer Reid's past drug addiction. Reid nodded in response to Strauss' words. "Yes ma'am." Strauss glared at Reid. "What was Gideon thinking when he hired you? Just some useless kid. Leave now, I have no need for you." She spat the words about as if they meant nothing to him. "What are you waiting for?" Reid left without another word.
Reid's job being in the hands of the vile woman chilled Hotch to the bone. He knew what it was like with Strauss breathing down your neck. He'd been there too. But Reid was still trying to find his ground. Hotch had a hunch that not too long ago, when Reid had been acting strange, that he may have had cravings for Dilaudid, his drug of choice.
"You know you can talk to me or Hotch or anyone on the team about your nightmares. You have nothing to hide from us." Hotch heard Morgan and Reid's conversation continue. "I know." Hotch glanced back at them. Reid was looking away from Morgan, purposely avoiding eye contact. Morgan glanced at Hotch, then back at Reid. "You're not back in school, Reid. You're surrounded by people who are gonna notice you. We respect and admire you, kid. Didn't you notice that, even though he scolded you, Hotch was proud of your bravery during the case with that Savage kid?"
Reid looked at Morgan this time, curiously. "No, I didn't notice that." He told him plainly. Morgan shook his head, a smirk on his lips. "Dr. Spencer Reid, always the oblivious one." Reid actually smiled at that, shaking his head, then laid out on the couch hoping Morgan wouldn't try to continue their conversation. He needed to think on what Morgan had just told him. Hotch was proud of him? Reid felt his face getting hot and turned so that no one, like Morgan, would see.
Morgan could tell that the kid was in no mood to talk so he got up to go speak with Hotch and Emily. "How's he doing?" Hotch asked Morgan. Morgan smirked. "Why you want to know, Hotch?" Morgan asked snickering. Hotch went red - was it from anger or embarrassment? - and quickly gave Morgan a reply. "Because I am the leader of this team and must make sure that every one of my agents are well enough to go out in the field." Morgan nodded, giving Emily a smirk. "Right."
"What about you?" Hotch asked, "You seemed very worried about him back there." Now it was Morgan's turn to go red. But why? "R- Reid's my friend. I have to make sure his brain isn't on overload." Morgan forced a chuckle while glancing at Emily, hoping she didn't notice him go red.
Emily knew there was something going on here, she just wasn't sure what. But she would definitely find out. How cute would it be if Hotch liked Reid? Ha! Or Morgan even…Emily had never thought of the fact that Morgan may like Reid. But she…
"You alright there Emily?" Hotch asked, interrupting her thoughts. She nodded her head, "Yeah, Yeah…I'm fine." She smiled to prove it. Morgan smiled back at her. She almost melted just at the sight at one of Derek Morgan's incredible smiles…What was she thinking? She did not like Morgan. How could she…But how could she not. She was once again ripped from her thoughts by noticing two pairs of eyes on her.
Hotch noticed Emily was in a daze. Then she shook her head and stood up. "I'm getting tired…Goodnight." She told us walking away. Morgan got up as well, nodded at me, then went off himself.
Hotch sat there and thought of everything he had heard that night. He looked over to see if Dave and JJ were asleep yet. They were. Soon he would be the only one awake. He thought of Morgan's words to him earlier. Then thought of Reid. The poor kid. Then Strauss. And soon, Hotch was lulled to sleep by the sounds of the Learjet.
Soooooo… whadya think? I hope it wasn't to short.
Please review and tell me what ya think? 'Kay?
Thanks!
Ps: Sorry if the story seemed to fade from person to person and didn't make any sense. "O.O" hehe.
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