Doesn't it Help?
Summary: All it took was one final straw that triggered Reid's downfall. Because of an accident, he falls back into his old drug habit and old nightmares plague the youngest agent. Can he recover with the help of the people he cares about most? (Rated T for drug abuse.)
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Criminal Minds. (I wish I owned Reid.)
"The boundaries which divide Life and Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other one begins?" - Edgar Allen Poe
Reid didn't sleep. He couldn't even close his eyes.
He had always hated the dark. In his own apartment, he had a lamp he could turn on. But the hotel lamp was so bright. At least, that's why he told himself he couldn't sleep.
Reid's bedside clock read 4:18. He figured it was an acceptable hour to take a shower. He dried himself off, popped the pain medicine dry and headed to the hotel's main entrance. There was a vending machine full of cheap snacks, but the mere thought of wasting sent his stomach rolling.
"You know, you should really eat at least something."
"JJ," Reid gasped in surprise, jumping.
"Why don't we go grab some breakfast before we meet up with the team?" She suggested.
"Alright," Reid agreed, surprising himself. His hand shook at his side as he tapped the side of his leg anxiously.
"How have you been?" The silence during the walk to the local McDonald's was killing JJ. So much she wanted to say, so little time, and too little opportunity.
"It's been rough," he said, and by the tone of his voice JJ knew that it was all that she was going to get out of him.
"But I'll be okay, JJ."
She wanted to believe him so bad. But the signs wailing in front of her were too obvious to ignore completely. She did what she could. She forced a smile and drove.
Next Day
Reid saw his mother. She was inside of the mental institution, looking frail and sitting in a corner by herself. Her hair was grey and unkept. Her eyes were sunken in, looking tired and depressed. He tried to reach out her, but he couldn't move.
"Mom?" He called out, fighting against the force that held him. Her accusing eyes penetrated through him.
"Don't let the take me, Spencer! Don't let them take me away. I want to stay here!" She cried. But Spencer couldn't help her. He couldn't reach her. Two men came up behind her, roughly grabbing her and restraining her.
"I'm sorry, Mom," he whispered.
"Reid! Kid, wake up," a voice shook him. Panicked, Reid sprung up and flailed his arms around. Thinking that it was Morgan who was holding him back, Reid swung a punch towards Morgan, nailing his lip.
"Oh my God, Morgan I am so sorry... I thought..." Reid stumbled out his apology. Morgan grabbed a tissue and held it against his busted lip.
"Reid, it's fine. You didn't mean to," Morgan assured him, his words altered from the tissue. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Good. Let's go get some breakfast. Got some bad guys to catch," Morgan grinned. Reid nodded, still shaken up over the fact that he had hurt one of his own team members.
A/n: I feel terrible for the long wait. I'm sorry I haven't updated this story in a while, I've been a little suck. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. :)
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