Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Mind or anything here.
Warning: Rated for the mention of drugs, language, etc.
Chapter one: Thanks for being a great friend
How was it that every time they were on a case he seemed to attract danger? The team even makes jokes about him being a magnet for serial killers. It still doesn't explain why he was currently tied up in an Unsub's basement. He hadn't meant to stumble upon the man; it was seriously his pure bad luck. He was tapping his foot impatiently trying not to doze off. According to him it was very late at night and he was exhausted. Spencer Reid was yet again in the hands of an insane psychopath.
He was captured early that morning while waiting for Morgan to come out with his coffee. He didn't notice the man watching him. Heck he didn't notice the man with the bat about to jump him. He struggled but the hit to the head knocked him out in less than a minute. When he woke up he saw the man; old, with messy salt and pepper hair and thin rimmed glasses. He was wearing a lab coat and he noticed then that he wasn't in just any basement. He was in a homemade laboratory. The man grinned manically at his bleary expression. He guessed he was knocked out for an hour or so. Several hours after he woke up he heard a door knock and the voices floated down to where he was, it was Morgan and Prentiss. That probably sent the man over the edge because the next thing he saw was a syringe with clear transparent liquid.
He recognized the needle all too well. The man grabbed his arm tightening a belt around it. The profile the team had come up with a few hours ago before all this stated he was insane and unstable but they didn't know how unstable. The Unsub, Jerry Bates, shoved the needle into Reid's arm. Reid felt the liquid travel up in his veins into his system. Unlike any other drug it didn't feel the same. It worried him because if it wasn't drugs then what was it?
Morgan broke down the door. He didn't wait for back up. Not when Reid was involved. Morgan punch the man on the face making Bates topple backwards. Emily was right behind and held the gun in front making sure to keep the old man in check. Morgan hurried to Reid's side and untied him. He took off the belt and carried Reid.
"Hey pretty boy hang on," Morgan whispered.
"I don't feel so good," Reid moaned.
"I know pretty boy we'll get you all better," Morgan promised.
"Derek that wasn't just any drug…oh god…he wasn't just any…any Unsub…he-he was an unstable madman…a mad scientist," Reid said softly his voice weak.
"Don't talk," the older man ordered.
"It hurts…D-Derek," Reid continued.
"We need paramedics!" Morgan shouted.
"Derek…thanks," Reid whispered in agony.
"Spence…pretty boy stay with me!" Morgan pleaded helplessly.
"Thanks for being a great friend," and with that Spencer Reid passed out in Derek Morgan's arms.
Morgan hurried out the house where paramedics were waiting. He reluctantly handed over the limp body. He wanted to keep his Pretty boy safe but he couldn't even do that. Hotch ordered him to go in the ambulance with Reid. He complied and left holding onto his hand. They were best friends, like brothers. He wasn't going to let Reid down. Not now and god forbid not until he dies.