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"There he is." Morgan sighed in relief as he spotted Reid sitting on the bench in front of the hospital. He had a feeling Reid would have gone to his mother, especially when he needed comfort the most.
"Reid?" Rossi and Morgan slid on the bench next to him.
"How'd you find me?" Reid's voice was cold, distant, so not him.
"We know you, that's how," Morgan told him. Real worry filled his eyes. He had NEVER seen the kid like .
"Reid, what's going on?" Rossi demanded gently.
Reid shook his head.
"You don't want to know," he whispered.
"YES," Morgan said sternly. "We do. Come on, Reid, you can tell us anything."
Reid shuddered.
Morgan and Rossi exchanged worried glanced. Morgan didn't know what to think. Never in all his years of knowing Reid has he seen Reid like this. This...unglued. Not even when he was kidnapped and tortured. He wanted to help, but felt lost, unsure of how to be there for the kid when the kid wasn't even telling him what was going on.
"Come on Reid, tell us," he begged and was stunned when Reid looked at him, tears blanketing his eyes.
"I knew Riley Jenkins." His voice was hallow, like someone who's hope had been beaten out of him.
They were silent, wanting to press it, but afraid of causing Reid to shrink away.
"He was my friend." Again with the monotoned hallow voice. "He and I...were kidnapped."
Morgan's eyes shot out of their sockets pratically and glanced at Rossi who seemed equally shocked.
"What." He said it as a statement, not question.
Reid sighed, and tried to explain as best as he could. He told them about his flashbacks.
"I watched him get stabbed to death." His voice trembled and Morgan closed his eyes. He couldn't imagine something that traumatic happening to a child.
"Mom said...my clothes were ripped."
Rossi and Morgan glanced at each other.
"Are you saying Riley Jenkin's killer raped you?" Rossi dared to ask and Reid swallowed and then slowly nodded. "I...think so."
"But your mother is a sick women who didn't even remember Riley until a while ago..."
"No Morgan, she remembered him. She was lying to protect me from the news. You should have seen her. She started freaking out, talking about how they thought I was dead...how dad...he was the one who found me. He killed Riley Jenkin's killer but he got off on self defense...it's already been cleared but that record would still exsist somewhere. She...she had almost a fit after she told me this. They had to sedate her."
Rossi placed his hand on Reid's well worn jacket. Poor kid's entire body was shaking.
Reid sighed and closed his eyes.
"I'm trying to remember, but things are so jumbled up."
"Maybe it's best that you don't," Rossi said softly.
"It explains everything," Reid rambled on. "Why I have this odd fasincation with serial killers, why I wanted to work to track them down when I could do anything...why my father left-it probably put a strain on the marriage. This might be what got my mother sick...What triggered it. It also explains about dreaming about Riley since I was little. And me being not socializing with anyone. I was always scared of people I didn't know-including kids. I didn't want to make any friends. Probably because I didn't want to lose anyone..."He paused and took a breath. "Mom said I was traumitzed for months. That I was never the same afterwards."
Morgan shook his head, heated anger rising in him. He hoped that Reid wasn't correct, but he had a feeling he was.
Ried was right, this did explain so much, especially his reaction to kidnappers.
He swallowed. He couldn't imagine a child going through something that traumatic. His knuckles tightered out of protectivness as he thought of Reid being raped as a child.
He had always thought of the kid as a little brother and the idea of something like that happening to him made his blood boil. He hated the pain and weight in Reid's eyes. The weight of too much traumatic stuff happening in the kid's life. The weight of this newfound knowledge looming over him, looming over them all. The pain of this knoweldge was causing him.
"I want to go to another therapy session," Reid said suddenly.
"Reid, I don't think that's a good idea," Rossi warned and Morgan nodded his head. What was the kid thinking?
"I agree with Rossi, they are repressed for a reason. Some memories are too much to handle."
Reid stood up.
"You can come with me or not. I have to remember." His voice was flat. "I have to see it for myself."
Rossi and Morgan looked at each other. What were they getting into?
"Are you SURE Reid?" Rossi asked. "Once you start this, there is no turning back."
Reid hesitated for a split second.
"I have to remember." He sounded so scared, so small. So childlike Morgan just wanted to be able to tell the kid everything was going to be all right.
But he couldn't,because he didn't know.
"Are you SURE you want to do this, Reid?" The therapist asked as Reid sank into the well worn couch.
"WHY does everyone keep asking me that? YES I'm sure!" He sounded more than agitated. The therapist glanced back at Morgan and Rossi. Rossi nodded slowly, but unsurely. Ried had asked that unless he started screaming or something to let him continue even if his grip gets super tight. He had to get past that fear, to remember it all. The therapist agreed relunctantly. She was glad the others were there to help.
"All right, let's begin."
Reid tried to relax and obey the instructions. He could hear Morgan and Rossi breathing, could feel them looking at him. That comforted him, he knew he wasn't alone.
The man loomed over him. He shrank back. Terrified
The man laughed and he eyed Riley who was crying in the corner.
The kidnapper then took down his pants. He cried behind his gag.
"Please...please don't hurt me."
"Please...please don't hurt me." Reid's voice suddenly spoke in the present world. They froze and looked at Reid. All of them startled by the tone of the voice, it was so childlike. So un Reid like.
"Reid? Reid what's happening? Tell me," the therapist said quickly. Reid was unable to obey, trapped in his own memory. Trapped in the past.
"Please..." the begging behind the gag was futal. His pants were ripped. He started to scream when something entered him. He screamed, and so did Riley.
The screaming happened as well during the therapy session. Obeying the rules the therapist quickly orderd Reid to wake, Morgan and Rossi were standing up.
"Reid?" Morgan asked, almost afraid. Reid looked at him as he stood up and suddenly flung himself onto Morgan's shoulders and burst into unexpected tears.
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