AN: It seems this site really doesn´t want me to publish. I had to upload that first chapter three times… I hope there´s someone who read it though…
This chapter is dedicated to my cousin, who realy loves the L.D.S.K. episode and she was the one who told me to write a drabble for that ep :)
Please R&R
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Title: 9-year old girls' kicks
Rating: PG
Characters: Reid
Spoilers: L.D.S.K.
Betareader: REIDFANATIC
Disclaimer: I own nothing but that insane mind which made this up.
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Reid looked at his reflection in the mirror, gingerly touching the extensive bruising on his ribs and hissing softly at the contact. He'd told Hotch it was nothing, but for nothing it was little too blue, violet and yellow at the edges. He wouldn't tell him. He couldn't. They'd saved the hostages, they'd exposed the unsub, they were alive… he didn't want to spoil the perfect moment with his complaining. Reid sighed and pulled an old T-shirt over his head, effectively hiding the bruises, and left the bathroom.
He wouldn't whine. He was an FBI agent. The next time the beating could be much worse.
