Hello, everyone. Here is the sequel to my first Criminal Minds fan fiction: The Return of the Kin Killer. I apologize if I've been taking a long time with the sequel; I just needed a little break and to come up with some ideas for this story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds. Criminal Minds belongs to the creator, Jeff Davis and CBS. I don't own any of the original characters.

This story takes place a month after the events of The Return of the Kin Killer. In the upcoming chapters, there will be flashback scenes on what happened with Maddie during her ordeal with her biological father, but there's no non-con whatsoever.

Please enjoy!

In advance, I apologize for my mistakes.

Chapter 1:

Maddie woke up and found herself on the floor in a small room. No door or any windows. Shivering from the cold while fighting the need to cry out for help from a blend of fear and panic. Collecting herself from the floor, just starting to wonder around, there was never but an antique vanity mirror in the middle of the bleak room. Walking up to it, she sees her reflection. An airless gasp escaped her mouth and started to pace herself, trying to figure a way out. She reaches out and touches her reflection.

Nothing happened. Closing her eyes for a sigh of relief,

"Hello, Maddie." The face of her biological father appears on the mirror's reflection.

"Ahh!" She screamed as she woke up from her sleep. 'It was just a dream, Maddie,' the thoughts in her head said. 'Just a bad dream. But it wasn't a bad dream; it was a nightmare.'

After taking an endless amount of deep breaths, she started to get more comfortable with her surroundings; staring down at her white bed sheets and covers. Looking around, it was her room; nowhere else. She woke up from her bed. Her bookshelf with all her books were perfectly placed in order. Her white desk. She was in her room; nowhere else. Looking at her clock on her nightstand, it was two o'clock in the morning and even after fifteen minutes, she still couldn't fall back to sleep.

Maddie had another idea in mind.

Reid woke up with a sluggish feeling in his head. Rubbing his eyes as he yawned, he felt himself being tangled in his bed. Throwing his bed covers aside, he sees Maddie sleeping next to him; with her head resting on his shoulder. Stroking her hair behind her ears, he knew the reason why she was in his bed: she had a nightmare and it wasn't the first time she slept in his bed.

Come to think of it, he could remember the first time she slept in his bed as if it was yesterday…

A year-and-a-half ago

Reid could hear his bedroom door creak open and close, even though he was deep in his sleep. Turning on his lamp on his nightstand, he sees Maddie with her arms crossed and her head down. Rushing out of bed, reaching for her, "Maddie? What are you doing up? It's late, but you probably know that."

Maddie remained silent. "Did you have a bad dream and now you can't sleep?"

She nodded her head, but she was still silent. Once Reid took a good look at her face, tucking her hair back, he could tell she was crying by just seeing how red her eyes were. "Oh, you poor little girl. If you want, I could check for those monsters again."

Franticly shaking her head as tears were streaming down. "You don't want me to? How about this: you can sleep with me for tonight and tomorrow night, I'll double check for those monsters before bedtime, okay?"

Putting Maddie up, tucking her in with the covers and blanket before using his thumbs to wipe away her tears and kissing the top of her head. "Here you go, pretty petite princess." Grabbing a large book from his bookshelf. "How about I read you a fairy tale to help you sleep? Albert Einstein, a very smart man, quoted that if you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairy tales. If you want them to be more intelligent, read them more fairy tales. But you're already an intelligent child. Which fairy tale you want me to read to you?"

Pointing to the fairy tale she wants Reid to read for her,

"Cinderella. Classic choice. Once upon a time…"

Reid could feel Maddie slowly move from his shoulder, mumbling in her sleep,

"Daddy…?"

Holding her close to him, whispered to her,

"Hey, Maddie. Go back to sleep, okay? Daddy's going back to sleep too. I love you."

By the next morning, it was just one of those days for Maddie. She got out of bed—earlier than Reid these pasted few days, took a three-and-a-half minute shower, brushed her teeth, dressed herself in a knit oxford shirt, flared jeans, mismatched socks, and pink Converse sneakers before fixing herself a small bowl of Cheerios with plant milk and a glass of orange juice.

Hissing in pain, Reid could feel parts of his body were still trying to patch up from his first and only encounter with Maddie's biological father, Jason Müller. He was sure his ankle, one or two of his fractured ribs, his two fingers and dislocated shoulder were still numb. He just recently got over with being sick and nauseating from stomach pain.

Finally climbing out of bed, he took a quick shower before donning on both a sweater vest and cardigan over his purple dress shirt and tweed pants. Walking out of the room on his crutches, come into the small dining room of his apartment to see Maddie eating. "Morning, Maddie."

"Morning," Maddie said with her mouth full. "I made you coffee with hemp milk: two sugars, just how you like it."

Patting the top of her head after kissing her head. "Thank you, princess." He was absolutely grateful for Maddie helping him out for the past month. Reid and Maddie both hear knocking at the front door. "Hey, Maddie. Get your things ready for school, okay?"

After cleaning her bowl, glass and table, "Yes, daddy." Reid watches her run to her room before answering the door.

"Hotch!"

Hotch dressed in his usual suit-and-tie with his briefcase in his hand, welcomes himself inside the apartment. "Hey, Reid. How are you feeling?"

"Still feeling numb, but thanks for asking. Hopefully the rest of my body will get better in a week or two."

"That's always good. How's Maddie?"

Shrugging his shoulders, "She's okay. Physically to say at least."

After the ordeal with Müller last month, he had made sure to notify the school and her teachers about the situation. He made appointments for Maddie to see the school psychologist, counselor and her regular therapist during school hours.

"Look, if you still need more time off from work…"

Grabbing his bag from the couch, "No. I mean….look. Hotch, I appreciate what you and everyone else have done. But now I believe I'm ready to get back to work. Besides, I've been giving her time and space; if anything, she'll tell me when she wants to."

"Okay. Oh, Reid? There's something else I have to tell you…"

Their conversation came to a short halt when they both saw Maddie come out of her room, now in a denim hooded jacket, pink baseball cap and has her messenger bag backpack over her shoulder.

"Hey, Maddie. How have you been?"

Maddie just nodded her head as Hotch greeted her. Still trying to make conversation with her, "So Maddie…are you ready for school?"

Reid and Hotch watched as Maddie nodded her head as she walked out the front door. Hotch looked at Reid and saw a look on his face.

"Let me guess, you're worried?"

"Wouldn't you be worried if it was Jack?"

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