Chapter 6: The Nightmares

Another month passed, Reid was tossing back and forth in his sleep. Instead of the pleasant dreams/memories he had for the last two months, nightmares were plaguing his dreams.

Reid was trying his hardest to pull free from the binds on his wrists. His eyes grew wide when the faceless kidnapper walked over to him with a syringe. "No, please, I don't want it! I don't want it!" he begged as the man tied a belt around his arm.

"Trust me, it'll help," the person insisted as the needle sunk into his arm.

Reid sat up in his bed, his heart racing in his chest. Letting out a shaky breath, he sat up against the wall, dragging his fingers through his hair. Suddenly, his door flew open and Henry ran in. "Unca Pence! Unca Pence!" he called out excitedly, climbing up on his bed.

"Hey, Henry," he said smiling, "Bright and early today huh?"

The little boy nodded beaming. "Mommy went to wowk," Henry told him.

"So, I guess it's the two of us today?" he asked.

Henry nodded, beaming. "What are we going to do today?" he asked.

"Occer!" the boy replied, beaming.

Reid started laughing as Henry started pulling on his arm. "Come on," he insisted.

"Alright, alright, let me get dressed," he answered.

Henry got up and ran out of the room so Reid could shower and change. Going over to his closet, he tried to find something that wasn't just khakis and button down work shirts. Settling for a pair of khakis and a short sleeve button down shirt, Reid pulled on a pair of his mismatched socks an then his sneakers before grabbing his glasses that were sitting on the nightstand before he went outside.

Henry was kicking the soccer ball with a big grin on his face. "Yay! Unca Pence," he said with a big grin.

"Here I am," he answered smiling.

Henry kicked the ball to him and Reid kicked it back to him. He watched with a smile as Henry ran around the front yard with the ball. Sitting down on the steps, he leaned forward a little as his mind started to drift. The little boy giggled, running up to his godfather. "Come play!" he insisted, pulling on his hand.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," he said smiling as he got off the steps to play with his godson.

Back at the BAU, JJ was sitting in her office, letting out a deep breath. She rubbed her forehead, she found herself unable to concentrate on the cases at hand at all. She glanced over at the picture that was on her desk. She tapped her pen on her desk before reaching for her phone, dialing Reid's cell phone number. "Hello," he answered after a few minutes.

"Hey, how's it going?" she asked.

"We're doing alright, Henry's in the kitchen having a snack and I'm cleaning up Legos," he replied.

JJ smiled, leaning forward a little. "He's not causing too much trouble is he?" She asked.

"Nah, he's been a good kid, a little tuckered out so I am foreseeing a nap here soon," he replied.

Letting out a sigh, she tapped her fingers on her desk. "Listen, Spence, I'm going to have to leave with the team for a couple of days on a case, think you can handle it?" she asked.

"Yep, I'm getting the hang of watching Henry, we'll be fine," he replied.

"You know you can call if you need anything," she assured him.

"I'm sure I can manage," Reid assured her.

"Unca Pence! I done!" the boy announced.

"Well, I think it's time for a nap, talk to you later," Reid told JJ.

"Talk to you later," she answered, hanging up.

She ran her hands over her face, letting out a deep breath. She was nervous about leaving Reid home alone with Henry. "Hey, you okay?" Emily asked. JJ looked at her.

"I thought you're supposed to go back to Interpol?" she asked.

"I think you guys need me more at the moment," Emily answered.

JJ swallowed hard, letting out a deep breath. "Reid just keeps asking me questions and I'm just not sure how to answer them," she murmured, wiping a stray tear from her face. Emily walked over, resting her hand on her shoulder. "I don't know how to handle any of this," she said with tears falling down her face, "It's like I have a stranger in my house because it's not the same Spencer Reid."

"He'll come back, it'll take time," Emily answered.

Letting out a shaky breath, the blond woman sat back in her seat as she tried to keep herself from crying her eyes out. "I don't know, at the same time there are memories I don't want him to remember. I just wish he'd remember all the good times, and never have to remember the bad ones," she told Emily, "Just to know that there's good and I'm scared that if he remembers the bad memories, we'll lose him more because of all the bad."

"Hey, give Reid some credit here, he's probably one of the strongest guys on this team," Emily pointed out.

"It's so different though, you don't see him when he's trying to get things to connect in his head again. To try to remember every piece of his life that Whitmore took from him," JJ answered, "It's heartbreaking to watch."

Emily gave her shoulder another squeeze. "Reid's a smart guy, he'll know what to do when the time comes," she assured her.

"I hope so, Em, because at this point, I'm terrified of what he'll remember while I'm away," JJ answered.

Back at the house, Reid was putting dishes into the dishwasher before he went to check on Henry. The little boy was fast asleep in his bed, his favorite stuffed dog under his arm. He walked over, touching the boy's hair lightly.

Walking into the hospital room, he saw everyone was passing the newborn baby around. "How is it I've been through fifteen hours of labor and you look worse than I do?" JJ asked, laughing a little.

"Don't be ridiculous, you look beautiful," Reid answered smiling at her.

There was an awkward silence in the room. "Well, I can sure use some coffee," Will commented. The team started leaving the room and JJ was cradling baby Henry in her arms.

"You okay?" she asked as Reid walked over to the bed.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm okay, you?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm okay, but there's just something I wanted to ask you, but it can wait," JJ replied.

Reid furrowed his brow. "What is it?" he asked.

"Will and I were talking and…um…we want you to be Henry's godfather," JJ replied, giving him a smile.

Reid felt his heart flutter at the smile she was giving him and the fact that she wanted him to be Henry's godfather. "I don't even know…I don't know…" he stuttered out.

"Do you want to hold him?" JJ asked, smiling.

"I…" he started as she placed the baby in his arms.

"It's okay, watch his head," JJ told him as he held the baby.

"Hi, hello, Henry," He said smiling.

"If anything were to happen to us it'd be up to you and Garcia to make sure he goes to Yale," JJ said smiling.

Glancing at her, he looked back at the baby. "Yale, do you want to go to Yale Henry? That was your godfather's safety school. Don't worry I can get you into CalTech with one phone call," He told the baby, smiling.

Coming out of the memory, Reid looked at the sleeping child and smiled a little. Walking out of the room, he felt a sharp pain hit his head, almost sending him to the wall. Leaning against the wall, he held his head, wincing in pain.

He was watching a recording of some sort, he didn't recognize the man on the screen who was talking to him. "Think you can defy me?" the man in front of him snapped.

"I don't know what he's talking about," Reid insisted fearfully.

"You're a liar!" he snapped.

Suddenly, he grabbed Reid's arm, revealing the syringe scars on his arm. "You're pitiful! Just like my son!" he snapped, throwing his arm back down. He turned on a camera and looked back at Reid. "This ends now! Confess your sins," he ordered. Reid didn't answer and suddenly his kidnapper was punching him in the head. "Confess!" he demanded.

"I haven't done anything!" Reid insisted.

Another punch landed on his face. "Tobias, help me," he called out.

"He can't help you! He's weak!" the man snapped, "Confess!"

"Tobias!" Reid called out.

He grabbed Reid by his hair. "Confess your sins," he snarled.

"No," Reid got out.

The man grabbed his chair, throwing him to the floor. He suddenly realized he couldn't breathe. Oh God! Oh God he couldn't breathe! He gasped for air, struggling to get air into his lungs. "That's the devil vacating your body," his kidnapper snapped. Air! He needed air! As he saw a light, he saw JJ's face.

"JJ…" were his final thoughts before darkness took him.

Snapping out of the memory, Reid realized he was sitting on the floor gasping for air. His heart was racing in his chest and his whole body was shaking. Letting out a shaky breath, he got up and ran into the nearest bathroom feeling sick to his stomach. What kind of memory was that?!

Sitting down on the edge of the bathtub, he put his head in his hands as he was slowly regaining his composure. The last thing he needed was Henry coming in to seeing him in a full-blown panic. Taking several deep breaths, he felt everything begin to calm down a little. Immediately, he pulled his sleeve up, but he didn't see any scars staring back at him. "Unca Pence?" Henry called out. Looking up, he saw his godson there. "I'm hungy," He told him.

"You are huh? Well, we better fix that shouldn't we?" Reid said with a smile.

Getting up, he picked Henry up and went into the kitchen.