A.N.- Hey people... soz its been bit longer than I thought to updte but a load of stuff has pre-ocupied me and well writers block can be a bitch. Well here is chapter two ) as I promiced... just a little late

oh yes before I forget TVchick08, Kat Kingsman, Sarah Kent-Duke, SSA JoJo and Linda666 your reviews all put a smile on my face and has inspired me to write on. although this chapter is going to be harder... must think like genius...damnn

but anyway

chapter two- Reid's pov

The cold Novembers chill tore through my fragile body as easily as if it were a knife. The dirt compacted in the freezing weather making it more difficult for me to dig my own grave. Every movement I made ripped through me making me want to scream out in agony, my body yearned for resy, to sleep, to stop, to pass out, fall unconcious anything to take the pain away and relieve me of this personal hell, but in this situation sleep would kill me faster than staying awake.

I couls feel th drugs wearing off inside of my body and god did it want more. The track marks on my arm stung deeply screaming for more to be injected. The intense craving for the poison surged through my veins and tore through my body, my mind and body constantly conspiring against each other, rendering me useless...fuck I was hooked, but what could I do apart from dig my own grave. My body called out for the poison that fowled my blood, to feel that unlasting sensation of scerenity, to escape the never ending torture that is reality, but with every thought and craving I had I knew it was killing me slowly from the inside. It didnt take a genius to see that I wasn't getting out of this alive.

My mind started re-playing over many memories, thoughts, facts and statistics I couldn't give a damn over. If there was one thing I wanted to see before I died was her and her smile...but now i've probably wrecked her life ha ha genius, you really think you made that much of an impact in her life I heard something in my head say... great im on my own.

The sounds of a hooting owl brought my attention away from my personal self loathing. I stopped digging and looked up into the sky, black of death but small streams of silver moonlight broke through the thick cloud offering little light and little hope...hope was something this proffession killed a long time ago but still the smallest part inside of me stiil believed there was hope that they were coming. The sight of Henkel or Raphael, whoever he was this time pulling out his hunting knife and told me that I should start digging again.

He walked closer to me weilding the knife infront of himself, my eyes tracing over the sharpness of the blade and how easily it woud be able to cut into me, I diverted my eyes away from the knife and noticed the gun that had almost killed me before. I could see by how he was watching me that he was getting frustrated, a wave of drowsiness hit me straight in the face and went straight through me, but if I fell asleep now there was hope of me getting out alive. My breath caught deep inside my chest making it hard for me to breathe as he walked ever so closely to me. he was so lose I could feel the warmth of his breath from where he was standing which sent shivers up my spine.

I looked around after noticing faint lights through the trees, my heat skipped a beat with the thought that I could soon be free... and could soon see her. I focused on where the lights were coming from hoping that they would find me sooner than later. I looked over to him and noticed he was stairing at where I was stairing out, anger flashed across his face, I knew this was going to go wrong.

I saw him coming closer and I grabbed the gun, frozen to the touch causing goosebumps to flare up on my skin. I heard him state that there was only one bullet in there but I needed a way of protecting myself. He charged at me quickly, I felt frozen on the spot, I couldn't feel my finger pull the trigger or see the bullet leave the barrel.

My heart skipped at the sound of a gunshot...was I hit or someone else I looked aroung and saw I was the one with a gun and that he was lying on the floor. The sounds of my co-workers yelling told me that I was safe and made me breathe a sight of relief. I refused to look over to where he lay, just as proof that this wasn't a trick of the mind.

I saw people starting to emerge from the woods first Morgan, then Hotch and Gideon followed but the local police...but J.J. was no where to be seen oh god whats happened to her my mind raced with thought of what could have happened. My thoughts made me want to collapse to floor, never mind that pain the body had become numb too. I saw Morgans mouth move but heard nothing my mind pre-ocupied with thoughts of her, he called my name again whilst grasping my shoulder which make me flinch,

"I'm okay," I said, a lie neither of us believed, even I could tell by the sound of my voice and how I was trembling.

I could hear movement from the near by embankment and went instantly back into alert mood, I looked over and saw that it was J.J. my heart sank on how destraught she looked but at least she was safe. She quickly joined the rest of the group badly masking her limp. I looked over to her and her eyes immediatly dropped to the floor what have I done. If we hadn't of seperated we would both be safe. I limped over to her, trying my best not to colapse to the floor, her eyes still fixed to the floor. I brought my thumb and index finger to her chin so we were both looking into each other's eyes...even after all what had happened they still looked beautiful.

I drew a blank on what to say when there was so much to say "J.J. I am so sorry, this is my entire fault," I wispered to her, her crying made tears stream down my face. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight causing me to grunt in pain a little but with J.J. I didn't care but she backed off a little anyway.

"I thought I was never going to see her again," she wispered, guilt overcame me, I had scared her and almost gotten myself killed. I needed something to say but my mind couldn't think of anything, I felt like blurting it out but I didn't want to shock her, but as if she read my mind she whispered "I love you." and started to sob into my chest. Shock over came me and I wispered back with a smile upon my face.

"I love you too." and she looked up.

A.N.2- got there in the end crap i know but reviews put a smile on my face... but now im in a writing mood so chapter three should be posted a lot faster. And now I have that song stuck in my head... darn you tokio hotel but you dont probably care.

If its that bad ill repost tommorow go on be honest.