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Would you lookie here! Another chapter; looks like in back on my game! I'm super ever to write this story, hence why I've updated it so quickly (also, I've been working on it for some time, so I have several odd chapters compiled together.

This chapter is just explaining Reid's mood and behaviours a bit more - be warned he is very passive aggressive! The next chapter is when things really start to happen and I can't wait to share that with you. And seeing how that chapter is already complete, it will be with you tomorrow :O

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The team was scattered around the bullpen, slowly working through their files.

"Have any of you heard from Reid?" Morgan received several head shakes.

"I know he's busy, but he's called before when he was with his mother", JJ mumbled, suddenly realising how empty her life felt without him.

"Isn't he meant to be back today?" Emily added.

"Yea, and unless Hotch has given him a half day, he is late; incredibly late", Morgan frowned. He glanced over at Reid's pile of paperwork.

Several minutes elapsed and Morgan kept glancing at the elevator, waiting for their genius. Finally, he caught glimpse of the familiar face, stepping out of the metal doors, handing a woman a piece of paper and offering her a confident smile; not his normal awkward smile which they found quite endearing.

The young woman looked a little offended and as soon as Spencer's back was turned she crumpled the paper, throwing it to the floor. The doors shut, taking the woman to her floor. Reid waltzed in, slinging his bag on the floor with no care. He groaned at the sight of his files.

"I thought you loved paperwork?" Chuckled Emily.

"Sure", Reid retorted sarcastically. Clearly, his good mood had melted away.

"How was your week off?" JJ asked, unable to hide her smile at the sight of Reid. Reid shrugged with a grin of his own.

"Boring," he replied simply. JJ's smile slipped a little.

"Why're you so late, Kid?" Morgan asked. Reid shrugged indifferently.

"Things to do", he mumbled, flicking through his phone.

"Do we have a case?" He asked absently.

"Nope. But, you're back sweet cheeks! How are you?" Garcia wrapped her arms around him. Reid flinched and didn't return the hug.

"I'm fine, Garcia, just a bit frazzled."

"Well at least you're back", Garcia sighed, hiding her disappointment from his rejection.

"Thanks", he said with a grin and Garcia felt herself flood with relief. He's not broken...

Reid looked over at his huge pile of paperwork and groaned again. How am I going to get all that done, he sighed, pulling the first file towards him.

Morgan watched Reid through the corner of his eyes and frowned at the kid's slow pace and the number of times he frowned at the paperwork. He caught Reid gritting his teeth angrily as he gazed at the work.

Morgan looked up at the clock and smiled when he saw it was lunch. He looked over at Reid. He'd been on strict orders from Garcia to make sure the kid went to the conference room for lunch because she'd made special cupcakes for Reid's return. But when Morgan looked over at Spencer's desk he found the kid already hurrying away.

"Reid?" he called after him, but the kid was already in the elevator.

Morgan shook his head and trudged up to the conference room, where the team were sat with their lunch. Garcia bustled over with a box of cupcakes. She looked around Morgan and frowned.

"You had one job! Where's boy wonder?" Garcia chided.

"Hey, it's not my fault. I looked up and Reid had already gone", Garcia pouted and dropped the cupcakes on the round table in disappointment.

"This isn't like him", Rossi mused.

"Garcia I need a favour, but you may have to miss some of your lunch", Hotch looked over at the deflated tech analyst.

"Whatever you need, sir. Uh...what do you need?"

"I need you to track Reid's phone. I want to know where he is", Garcia stared at Hotch, as did much of the team.

"Isn't that a major invasion of privacy?" Muttered JJ.

"Yes, but Reid is my agent. I'll take the fall, I just... I need to know if he's...using again."

"No. No, he wouldn't", Morgan insisted, shaking his head defiantly. Yet, part of his mind disagreed with his insistence.

"Morgan's right. It took everything he had to kick it the first time", JJ whispered.

"Wait...Reid was on drugs?" Rossi asked in utter shock.

"You know the Tobias Hankel case before you rejoined the bureau?" Rossi thought for a minute before giving a small nod.

"I've heard of it."

"Reid was kidnapped by Hankel and he was forced to take Dilaudid. After we got him back he had an issue with the drug", Hotch glanced at the window and pushed the door shut. "We kept it quiet and he's never openly talked about it. He got over it and so did we."

"If he's on it again the chances of quitting a second time are...astronomical", Rossi breathed, unbelieving that the 'Dr. Spencer Reid' he knew could have ever taken drugs of any kind.

"I don't know if I could cover it up a second time. Which is why I need to know, so Garcia?" The tech queen got up and hurried off to her lair. The team tried to follow, but Hotch waved them back.

"You're right, this is private."

"I'm still coming. I've seen his withdrawal once and I never want to again", Morgan said, following his boss.

"Garcia, what have you got?" Garcia didn't answer her boss, her fingers danced over the board and a feeling of dread began to fill her.

"Baby Girl?"

"I've got good news and bad news...what would you rather?"

"Good news I guess", shrugged Morgan, not liking the sound of his options.

"Good news is that I haven't found any unusual purchases on his card or any withdrawals of cash from his bank, buts that's where part of the bad news comes in. There is literally no significant purchases on his card over the last month, it's all groceries and wait for it; coffee."

"Okay...whys that bad? It means he's not taking drugs", Morgan said.

"Well! Angel cakes, if there were no major purchases on his card...where was he last week?" She spun around, confusion written across her face.

"Wait...so there's no flights booked in his name?" Garcia shook her head.

"It's either he didn't go to Vegas, or he went under some other name or something because no Spencer Reid checked in." Hotch was silent, his head whirring with possibilities.

"What about his phone? Can you track it?" Hotch asked

"That's the other bad news. Spencer's new phone isn't under his name; it still says he has that brick of a cell phone. Reid must have his phone under a different name or it's been secured pretty well because I can't get a hold of anything to do with it." They all exchanged looks.

"We can't rule out drugs. He wouldn't pay with a card for drugs; he'd use cash. He may have also used cash to get to Vegas-"

"Why were there no transactions in the bank?"

"He may have some cash at home", Garcia suggested.

"He could have used that to get to Vegas."

"But why isn't it showing up, Hotch? Why is everything so...hidden?" Morgan questioned, pacing Garcia's lair and making her nervous.

"I don't know. I don't want any of this disclosed to the rest of the team; including Reid. I'll watch him this week and if it gets out of hand I will intervene."

"Wait, you're just gonna ignore this?" Exclaimed Morgan.

"We can't confront him with evidence that we obtained illegally."

"But it's your job to know about these sort of things. You're unit chief."

"Yes and we want him to stay that way," Garcia grabbed Morgan's hand. "If Reid finds out about this he can report us. Now I know he typically wouldn't, but I wouldn't count on it with the mood he's been in lately. Look, Hotch is right. Besides, we are his team; he would tell us if something was wrong."

Reid skipped up to his desk and raised his eyebrows at the new little box sat on his desk. He opened it and took out one with thick butter icing.

"Reid? Where the hell did you go? Garcia made you cupcakes!" Morgan scowled at the younger agent who didn't seem to care.

"I met someone for coffee. Jeez, I didn't realise I had to disclose my whole life to you", Reid grabbed a cupcake, completely ignoring the '187' written in blue frosting as he shoved it in his mouth. "These are good", he mumbled through a mouth of vanilla cake.

"I'm sorry, did you forget that Penelope Garcia is not only the queen of everything techie but also the best cook in the country?"

"I think you mean the world. And it's goddess of all things 'techie' if you don't mind", Garcia glided past and grinned at Reid with his mouthful of cake.

"How could I get that wrong", Morgan gasped. "Anyway, who did you meet, Reid?"

"Once again, why should I tell you?" Reid said, a smirk on his lips.

"Because we love you and we're looking out for you", Garcia chirped. Seeing how Reid was in a better mood, Morgan deemed it safe to tease him.

"Was it a girl?" Reid looked up at Morgan and shrugged. "No way!"

"I'm hurt you have such little faith in me", Reid exclaimed in mock shock. "I can pick up chicks just as easily as you gym addicts." Morgan laughed, but Garcia frowned. When has Reid ever referred to a woman as a 'chick'? She was starting to believe Hotch's theory because her boy wonder wouldn't talk like this.

"Sure you can, Pretty Boy!"

"I can!" He cried defiantly.

"Whatever you say, Reid. You might want to finish your paperwork rather than talking to 'girls'", Morgan returned to his desk leaving a very disgruntled Reid, with half a cupcake in his hand, scowling at his back.

Morgan sat at his desk and found himself thinking about what Garcia had found out. He couldn't stop himself turning back to Reid. Reid was glowering at his cupcake.

"Uh...Reid?" The genius looked up, setting his cake down and crossing his arms.

"What?"

"Where did you go last week?" Reid's arms dropped, his face freezing in place, but he quickly composed himself.

"I went to Vegas to sort out my mother's medication", he muttered.

"How did it go?"

"Um...fine I guess...what's this about?" Morgan tried to look natural; he couldn't tell Reid what he, Hotch and Garcia knew.

"I was just worried about you." Reid took the bait, offering Morgan a small smile.

"Well thank you for taking such an interest in my life", Reid said sarcastically, smirking as he pulled out a file.

"That's what friends are for. You'd tell us though...if something was wrong?", Reid shut his folder and swiveled around again.

"Yes, Morgan. But there's nothing you need to worry about, Okay?" Reid clicked his pen and stuck his head into the file.

Morgan kept glancing anxiously at Reid, his gaze skimming over the phone that seemed to have Reid's undivided attention.

He decided that he needed to get onto that phone and see what Reid had hidden in it. More importantly, he wanted to know why it wasn't in Reid's name.

If he could grab it and get it to Garcia, she could hack it.

As if fate had heard his thoughts, Reid slammed his file shut, stood and wandered off to the bathroom. Morgan took his chance, grasping Reid's phone.

"Morgan..." JJ warned.

"Come on, JJ. Don't tell me you're not curious."

"I didn't say I wasn't, but this isn't the way-"

"You think he's going to tell me? I just want to help him", Morgan said, banging his fist on the table when he got the passcode wrong again.

Reid stepped out of the restroom and slowly made his way back to the bullpen, his mind swirling. He froze when his eyes found Morgan sat at his desk. He cautiously glanced at what was in Morgan's hand and felt his breath catch in his throat.

He darted across the room, smacking into his desk and trying to grab his phone off Morgan.

"Woah!" Morgan chuckled, holding the phone high above his head. "What's Pretty Boy hiding?" He teased, although there was a note of seriousness in his voice.

"Give it back, Morgan!" He growled. He barged into Morgan making him stumble.

"Morgan!" Shouted Emily.

"I was just looking who this new girl of yours was", Morgan said, giving Reid his phone. The younger man snatched the phone and checked that Derek hadn't got into it.

"What gives you the right!"

"Calm down. I didn't mean any harm", Emily glanced up at the heated voices.

"I don't care what you meant to do! You've been testing me all day; What is your problem!?" Reid didn't give Morgan the chance to reply because he'd already slung his messenger bag over his shoulder and was marching out.

"Spence?" JJ called after him which only made him walk faster.

"Morgan, why did you do that?", Emily shook her head in disappointment.

"I only touched his phone! Give me a break!"

"What's going on?" Hotch looked down from the threshold of his office.

"Where's Reid?" Rossi asked.

Reid made it out of the building and lent against the cool bricks. He bent low, putting his head between his legs and breathing deeply.

That was close... he thought, rubbing his temples. Too close...

Sorry if that dropped off at the end, I thought it was too short and with the next chapter already done, I didn't know what else to add.

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