"Reid?" A husky voice whispered.

The young agent had fallen asleep in a chair, soon after the interview. He wanted some time alone to think, so the team left him alone. Derek Morgan began to worry and went to see if he was okay. Morgan had found Reid asleep in a chair, sighing as the young genius moved a little in his sleep. After watching Reid for a few minutes, Morgan thought it'd be best to wake him up and move him to an actual bed.

"Reid, man, you've got to get up. You can't sleep here." Morgan said, shaking the young genius's shoulder.

Reid opened his eyes widely and jumped at the sight of another person. Morgan put his hands up and backed away.

"Woah! Reid, calm down, it's just me."

"Oh, um, sorry. I just….I thought you were someone else…sorry." Reid mumbled.

"Nightmare?"

"I'm fine…"

"You're a horrible liar. C'mon kid, talk to me."

Reid got up and started to walk away from his friend. Morgan followed and grabbed his wrist, pinning him up to a wall.

"Reid, you can't keep running from this. I will help you, but you have to tell me what's wrong." The older agent growled.

Spencer Reid's face was full of shock and covered in red.

"My…my…nightmare…it was about Tobias…and the Dilaudid…But this time…it wasn't me who was getting hurt….it was you…and it scared me, to think that my friend was in the same….situation…" Reid whispered.

Morgan felt his insides twist up as Reid's eyes filled with tears.

"Reid, I'm fine. See? Its fine, nothing's wrong." Morgan smiled.

"C-can you let go now?" Spencer whimpered.

"Oh, sorry about that, I just wanted you to talk to me, kid."

The young genius nodded and stepped away as soon as Morgan let him go.

"Well, I-I need to get some sleep. We're going out to find….to find the killer." Spencer yawned.

"See ya tomorrow, pretty boy."

As Spencer walked away, he was glad Morgan didn't follow this time. If he had, he would have seen the blush and smile as he called him 'pretty boy'.

/

Agent Derek Morgan arrived at the office before any of his other team members. He hadn't been able to sleep after seeing Reid like that, last night. Morgan felt bad, not being able to stop the tears.

"….."

Morgan walked over the espresso machine and chuckled. He decided that he'd fix Reid some to drink, and himself, while waiting for his members. After a few minutes, the other members began to show up; Reid being the first.

"Hey, Morgan." Reid waved as he walked towards the agent.

"Hey, I made you a coffee, kid." Morgan grinned.

As Morgan gave the coffee to the young agent, he saw a small smile on Reid's face. It was small, but it made the older agent feel better.

"Um, thanks." Reid smiled, a little blush on his face.

"Boys! C'mon, we're briefing over what's going to happen today!" Prentiss shouted from the meeting room.

Once the men arrived, they sat down, side by side, getting strange looks from their friends.

"That's something you don't see every day." Emily giggled. JJ playfully shoved her and whispered something to her friend.

Reid looked down at his coffee, embarrassed by their remarks, but he didn't know why.

"Okay, let's go over this. Reid, are you sure you're willing to do this?" Rossi asked.

"Yes." The genius looked up and nodded.

"Alright, JJ and Morgan will be following you closely, armed. Prentiss, Rossi, and I will be in a black patrol car, driving around watching you." Hotch stated, handing the members their bullet proof vests. The only person who didn't receive one was Reid.

"Wait, what about Reid?" Morgan questioned.

"If he wears it, do you really think the killer is going to show herself?" Rossi replied.

"I agree, we won't see the person if I look to suspicious. So, what should I be doing?" Spencer agreed to the older agent's ideas.

"Act normal. Get a coffee or a book. Like, you're out, having fun." JJ smiled.

"By myself?" Reid chuckled.

"Are we ready?" Hotch asked.

All eyes turned to Reid, which was becoming a habit, as he nodded yes.

/

Reid walked around Detroit, trying to find something to do. He wished that he could call Morgan or JJ, just to see how they were doing. He hadn't seen them since he left the station. Just as he thought about calling, his phone rang.

"Reid." He answered.

"Hey there, Genius Boy. I heard you were on a dangerous mission." The woman on the other end chuckled.

"Hey, Garcia. And it's a little dangerous, so I need to be paying attention to my surroundings."

"Aww, so I have to call later? Well, then! I hope you survive this 'dangerous mission' my young child!" And with that the analysist hung up.

Reid chuckled as he put his phone back into his packet. He looked around and saw a small coffee shop, right beside a little trinkets store. The young agent shrugged his shoulders and walked over to the coffee shop.

As he walked in, the smell of coffee greeted him. Reid got in line and looked at the menu hanging above the casher register. Once it was his turn, he placed his order and took a seat by the window. As he sat there, he thought about the night before and how Morgan acted. Reid blushed at the thought of the other agent being worried about him.

"Order number 6!" A voice shouted on the over head speakers.

Reid got up and grabbed his coffee, thanking the girl working the cash register. As he walked out, the genius's phone rang again. He picked it up and looked at the number, but was confused by the 'unknown caller'.

"Reid." He said cautiously.

"I see you, Spencer, but do you see me? I haven't taken anyone today, yet." The voice said slyly.

The young agent felt as if he was going to be sick. The caller was the killer.

"I'm sorry, but can I ask whose calling?" Reid asked, trying not to sound worried.

"Ah, yes, you don't know me yet, do you? Well, I'm about to step out from my shadow, if you want to meet me." The voice giggled.

"Okay, but, um, what's your name?"

"Let's see, if I gave you my name, that might just get me caught be the FBI. I can't have that now can I? How about you call me…Ice."

"N-Nice name, Ice. Are you going to step out now?" Reid looked around, but couldn't find the voice on the other side of the call.

"I shall, but first, I need to do something. Something that's been bugging me all day since I've been watching you."

Reid felt the fear swell up in him just as the line went dead. He knew what was about to happen.

"Morgan! JJ!" Reid yelled.

Everything seemed silent for a second, until a gun shot rang out. The scream that followed was Jennifer Jareau's.