Disclaimer: I do not and never will own Criminal Minds. I am simply borrowing their characters.

A/N: Please review!! I need to know how my writing is!!

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Why was he having these dreams about her? And why her? Why Amy? Maybe it was because of the flashbacks he had in Georgia…No! Impossible. He'd only had those when Tobias gave him the Dilauded. He hadn't taken any since that night. Those tow little vials were still as full as they were before. He only kept them to remind himself what he could overcome and to never think less of himself. It definatly wasn't that. Then why? He hadn't seen, talk to, or even heard from his twin in…what? 16 years? Not since his dad just got up and left him and his sick mother taking Amy with him. She had begged their father to take him too. He could still hear that conversation…

"Daddy, please! Why can't we take Spencer too? Please…I don't want to go without him." Through the wall of the bedroom Spencer could hear his sister crying. There was still some hope left in his 10 year old heart.

"No." His father's sharp words sliced through the small hope he had. "We have to leave him and your mother behind. Both of thm are the same. But you and me are different. We can live a better life without them…"

The elevator doors open on the Behavioral Analysis Unit and immediately Special Agent Dr. Spencer Reid stepped out of the small, moveable room.

"Hey, Reid." Spencer's head snapped up from his desk. He was so absorbed in his thoughts he hadn't even noticed sitting down. All he could think about were his dreams…"Hey, earth to Reid! You all right man?" Special Agent Derek Morgan snapped his fingers in front of the young Dr.'s face. "You seemed pretty dazed when you walked in here. Something on your mind?" The 30-something agant's eye were full of concern.

Yes. He wanted to say. Yes. My twin sister, whom I haven't seen in 16 years, just randomly showed up in my dreams an d I don't know what to make of it. Instead he just shook his head and replied, "No. Nothing. I'm fine." He offered a small, reassuring smile.

"Well okay, then," Morgan said, obviously skeptical of the young man's response. "You know…". But the physically fit agent never finished his thought. Special Agent Emily Prentiss, a tall, brown-eyed brunette, chose that exact moment to walk into the bullpen full of desks.

"Hey, Reid. Hey, Morgan. How was your guys' weekends?"

Strange Reid thought but didn't vocalize it. The lanky ageny jsu replied, "Pretty normal. I mean, at leat we didn't get any calls from Hotch or JJ…" Supervisory Special Agent Aaron Hotchner lead the team. He was almost always dressed in a standard FBI suit and tie. A smile was a rare occurance on his stoney, yet handsome face. Angent Jennifer Jareau or JJ was the team's liason. She was a blond-haired, blue-eyed, flirt, who was excellent at what she called "untying bureaucratic knots."

"Mine was relaxing. I just sat at home and hung out with Clooney," Morgan sighed.

"You hung out with your dog? Wow, Morgan. I wouldn't have picked you as the type to get all mushy with a dog," Emily laughed.

"Hey! Don't you make fun of my suga, sugar." Reid couldn't help but smile as the bubbly Penelope Garcia srtolled their way. She was the teams techinical analysis and all-around tech goddess. Her an Morgan had a very flirtatious relationship. "It just goes to show you that tough guys can be big softies too."

"All right! I'm sorry," she giggled holding her hands up in surrender.

"Good girl," Garcia said.

"Why hello, baby girl. And how was your weekend?"

"Brilliantly quiet. I took loong naps and stayed in bed all day." Even Reid laughed a little.

"BAU team! Round-table room now everyone!" Hotch's morbid tone cut through their laughter. Everyone knew what was coming next.

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