It was a restful day at the BAU. The agents had just worked a grueling case involving kidnapped children and were actually glad to catch up on paperwork. Dr. Reid had been pensive and anxious for a couple of weeks of now but the other agents attributed it to their heavy workload. It was two o'clock in the afternoon when Dr. Reid received a phone call. He answered it
"Hello"
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"Did he say why he's here?" He asked worry evident in his voice
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"Alright send him up."
Reid hung up, he looked down then took a steadying breath. He turned to Morgan:
"Would anyone mind if I used Agent Glocks old office?"
"I don't think so, what's going on."
Reid didn't answer he just stood and walked over to the elevators. He waited then a man came out. The man was middle aged wearing a leather jacket and jeans. He looked like he had a great weight on his shoulders and neither man seemed very happy to each other. Reid greeted him with a slight smile though, which the man returned slightly. Reid then led him down the hall to Agent Glock's office.
Morgan went back to his paperwork, while keeping an eye on the hallway. Emily came back from talking with Rossi and asked what he was looking for. Morgan told her and they both kept a curious eye out. After fifteen minutes Reid and his visitor walked over to the elevators. Both men looked beaten down, Reid had a hunting knife in his belt and something clenched tightly in his fist. Morgan and Emily moved over to the doors, anxious to know what was wrong. A few feet in front of the elevators the men turned to say goodbye. Reid had his head down even when the other man spoke to him he refused to lookup. The man seemingly lost patience with Reid's lethargy and grabbed his shoulder. Morgan and Emily quickly headed over toward them. Reid looked up at the physical contact then down again. The man grabbed his other shoulder and spoke in a voice too low for the other agents to make out. His tone and manner were harsh and brusque and Reid's face was unreadable. The agents were only a foot away before either man noticed them. As soon as they did the older man let go of Reid. Reid glanced at Morgan and Emily shook his head slightly at them to stay: then spoke briefly to his visitor. After the man left his teammates rushed over.
"Reid are you okay? Who was that man? What did he say?"
These questions came from both Morgan and Emily. Reid refused to answer; he simply brushed past them and walked back into the bullpen. His stride was slow, his shoulders slumped. He went to his desk and removed the hunting knife from his belt, then took of his gun holster and all. He put them in the bottom most drawer. He sat down and put the object in his hand on his desk careful to conceal it from view.
Morgan and Emily came over wanting answers. They noticed as they drew closer that Reid was wearing a necklace under his clothes which he was not wearing this morning. Reid glanced up at them, than he grabbed a case report indicating he did not want to talk. They backed off, Morgan going to report what happened to Hotch. As Morgan returned to work he noted that Reid had not even bothered to open the report and was just staring at it.
Two hours passed then Morgan heard Reid curse quietly, he looked up and saw blood dripping onto Reid's desk.
Morgan walked over; Reid was too busy digging around in a desk drawer to notice him. Morgan waited as Reid produced a handkerchief and shut the drawer. He then pushed up his shirt sleeve and Morgan saw a piece of cloth tied around his arm soaked in blood.
"Pretty boy what happened to your arm?"
Reid started, looked up and waved his uninjured arm at Morgan clearly telling him to go away. Morgan instead knelt down and gently grabbed Reid's injured arm unwrapping the piece of cloth. Morgan saw a knife wound: it was long, deep and straight, roughly two hours old. Reid tried to jerk his arm away but Morgan refused to let go.
"Kid who hurt you, was it the man who came to see you?"
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