A/N:This is somewhat short, and its the ending to a story I was writing. I think it can stand alone, but if you want me to show how it got here, I'll try and write that too...If it is confusing, then let me know and I will rewrite it. I don't own Criminal Minds and this hasn't been beta-ed, so all mistakes are mine. And with no further ado, here it is:

Keep Him Safe

"Reid!"Morgan shouted as he clambered onto the rooftop. He instantly froze when he saw Reid's silhouette on the ledge with Morgan's gun pointed at his temple.

"Reid, stop!"Morgan rushed forward until he heard a cold, dead sounding voice say,"Stop or I jump."

Morgan did, because this wasn't Reid. He didn't know who this was either, because this was most certainly not Damion.

"I lost control,"hearing Reid's voice sound so empty chilled his blood.

"Whats your name?"Derek asked as he struggled to remain somewhat calm. He had to establish a trusting relationship, then he could try and talk this new personality down.

"Peter,"he continued in that haunting voice,"Derek, you can't tell anyone."

Morgan had absolutely no idea what Peter meant by that. Was he talking about his name, or was he referring to Damion and himself? It didn't matter, because he was talking again.

"I can control Damion now,"Peter said," I understand my role."

"And what is that?"Morgan prompted; he had to keep him talking. Peter seemed like the type who would finish what he was saying before jumping or pulling the trigger. And maybe, if he kept him talking long enough, he could save Reid.

"I tried to watch over him,"Peter explained,"But that is your job. My job is to keep Damion at bay."

"You can't do that if you jump."Morgan reasoned. Peter also seemed like the logical type, the person who made choices based on rationality.

"I know. Do I have your attention?"he asked Morgan.

"Yes,"Morgan answered immediately. He felt a premature joy, because he knew Peter wouldn't actually kill Reid. He just wanted to be heard.

"If I ask for help with Damion when I need it, and keep both myself and Damion out of sight, would you keep Spencer's secret?"Peter asked in a barely audible whisper. The full moon showed the tears brimming in Reid's eyes.

"Of course,"Morgan lied after a moment's thought. Reid needed help, and there was no dispute over that.

"I don't believe you,"Peter shifted positions and swallowed tightly,"Derek, why not?"

"Reid needs help,"Morgan admitted, knowing that it was useless to lie even further. Peter would see right past it all.

"I swear you will never see me or Damion again."A tear streaked across his face but Peter didn't notice,"I'll tell you if I can't handle it."

"I-"

"Keep him safe, Derek,"Peter cut him off as more tears started to fall,"I'm counting on you."

Peter's grip loosened on the gun, and he watched as it clattered to the concrete.