***Hey everyone! I really appreciate all the positive feedback on this fanfiction because I really wasn't expecting it to do this well! I honestly love waking up to the favorites and alerts and it really makes me beam knowing that people around the world are reading and enjoying my work :') anyway, enough with the sappiness! Sorry this is a day late for updating but I am on vacation and crappy internet has prevented this from uploading. Anyway hope you enjoy this quick little plot filler on how he got to where he is currently! Enjoy :D Pebbles ***

*24 Hours Earlier*

Reid casually walked down the street. His mind whirled with the usual philosophical theories and mathematical equations, ignoring the busy hustle and bustle of the street and the whispered conversations. Taking his usual way home he passed the corner of Maine and Strass when the phone booth's phone rang. Stopping for a minute he walked on determined to get home at a reasonable time

Probably just a wrong number or something.

Continuing down the street he passed another booth and the phone rang again. It had to be nothing but a coincidence, but even after walking another 5 minutes, every phone booth he passed rang. Finally he caved and approached the ringing phone a block from his apartment. Stepping into the booth he felt all sort of emotions swirling inside his lanky frame.
She's gone, why keep hoping?
Picking up the phone gingerly he placed it to his face. Clearing his throat he spoke.
"Hello?"
An eerie static filled the phone line and suddenly silenced.
"Zugzwang"
Reid immediately dropped the phone in a mixture of disgust and horror.
It couldn't be Diane, who would do this?!
Rage filled his veins as he grabbed the phone, clutching it with white knuckles.

Who is this?! How do you KNOW! His anger seemed to be bubbling from deep within him at the fact that someone was intentionally mocking him. Mocking Maeve. The phone line went dead and he dropped the phone and stomped out of the booth towards his apartment. His anger slowly receded into the overwhelming sadness on the fact that she indeed was gone. Tears pricked his eyes as he practically ran the last block toward his car. Throwing his stuff in the front he sped toward Mary and Joe Donovan house.

Reaching the door he frantically knocked, his emotions swirling around him like a hurricane. The door opened and a pleasant looking Joe opened it.

"Doctor Reid, what a surprise… I-I really wasn't expecting to see you. Is there something wrong?" His voice displayed obvious concern.

"Can I come in?" Reid's voice cracked as he coughed to clear his throat.

"Yes um… Mary honey we have a visitor." He said turning around to meet his wife's teary eyed glare.

"I need to talk to you about so-"Reid spoke softly to the emotional woman and was interrupted.

"Why are you here?" she spoke quickly as tears fell onto her cheeks?

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I got another phone call today… like I got when Diane had Maeve…." Reid tried really hard to keep his professional composer at the mention at his one and only true loves name as it still hurt like a fresh wound to talk about her.

"I don't want to hear our precious daughters name out of your smart mouth again you hear me?!" Mary's strong and sudden statement seemed to ricochet off the walls.

"Please Mary be reasonable! Spencer came to tell us something and it must be important. Please Spencer come sit so we can discuss this." Joe stated opening the door wider to welcome Reid inside.

"Please… I-I don't mean to intrude." Reid stammered, completely taken aback by Mary's sudden anger towards him. She had seemed so kind at the interview and the funeral.

"You heard him! Make him leave Joe, please!" her body wracked with sobs being emitted from her pale tired looking body, which it was expected. It had been less than a year since the loss of her only child.

"I am NOT forcing him to leave, go sit in the living room Mary… I'll be there in a moment." Mary opened her mouth to argue but closed it and walked away, her sobs echoing through the older country home.

"Listen Spencer, there is something I need to tell you. Ever since Maeve's… passing Mary has found a way of coping. She seems to think that it was… your fault that Maeve was killed…" his voice trailed off. Spencer couldn't help himself. A single tear flowed down his cheek he had always blamed himself since the murder and now someone else did too. Joe looked up and saw this. Grabbing Reid's lowered chin and lifting it to his eye level he spoke sternly.

"I do not agree with her, but so far it is the only way she has been able to get through this." Letting go he continued.

"Spencer, a month after Maeve passed, Mary finally hit the grieving stage through all the denial and shock and she blamed herself… all I had to do was go to the grocery store, I left her at home…. She told me she'd be okay because you see her sister was coming in 10 minutes so I left. I got a phone call minutes later in the check-out line from the hospital… Spencer, she had cut herself and left a note saying that she was sorry that she had killed her only daughter. I got there and she was hysterical saying that she didn't deserve to live for not protecting her daughter. I couldn't stand to see her that way. The nurses recommended counselling and she was prescribed 2 medications a day. This went until about a month ago. For months before she was distancing herself and crying herself to sleep and then she came home a new person, back to the women I fell in love with 20 years ago. She actually smiled when she came in the door one day and when I asked her what happened she told me the therapist had told her to really think about who had the opportunity to change the outcome and that's when she thought of you. She started pulling out records of you saving people's lives by talking the killer out of shooting them and that you had a 95% success rating and that because of the personal connection between you two, it affected your skills and got her killed. What was I supposed to do, disagree and put her back in her dark depressed world?! Spencer, you have to believe me, I believe you did EVERYTHING in your power to save her but I have already lost one from my family… I can't lose another."

Reid was completely unsure of anything to say at that moment but his body seemed to choose for him. He whimpered and all his old emotions of regret and mistakes flowed through his body like a river. Tears began to flow freely down his cheeks and he tried desperately to wipe them away to aid in his poise but there was no mistaking that he was crying.

"I was hoping you would never come back and find out but well… here you are." You could tell John was visibly uncomfortable in the presence of a crying man or even the fact that the truth could hurt a person so much.

"Now I know this probably brings back some pretty nasty memories and feeling but you need to realize that despite what others said that what happened to Maeve wasn't your fault. Now I need you to tell me what's wrong, because I don't think going inside would be a good idea." Reid proceeded to tell Joe the entire story of the phone call in-between sobs.

"Do you think there is anyone else who knows all the details of the kidnappings or who would want to-"

Suddenly a loud piercing female scream seemed to reverberate across the property.

"MARY?!" Joe immediately stood and ran through the house. Mary obviously frightened stood and pointed to the back corn field. Joe ran over and cradled his petrified wife. Reid stood lost, looking around for the direction of the shriek.

Yet another scream pierced the silence of the county home. Reid's head snapped towards the back window of the kitchen and noticed a slight movement in the corn. Gripping the gun holder on his belt he ran through the back door to the corn. Stopping to listen, he heard another rush in the corn to the right a few feet in and he stepped in brushing the corn away to see if he could find anything that caused the cry but despite the search he couldn't find anything.

"SPENCER!" Joe and Mary's voice cried in unison. Reid pivoted on his heels and darted forward before a blunt object made a sickening connection with his forehead and he lost conciseness before hitting the ground.

***Intense eh? See any resemblance to anything? Same sorta plot as a previous episode? Let me know what the fate of the parents should be, should they die, should they have gotten away? Should Raphael just taunt Reid with the truth? I am leaving it to the hands of the viewers. Until next weeks chapter to see what happens to Reid , thanks again for the love and support. Pebbles. 3***