Well! Here's the last chapter!! I do hope you've enjoyed the story so far and I hope you like this little conclusion... better than that cliffie before isn't it? XP
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16:01pm, Atlanta Hospital.
Everything was dark, or darkish. More like a muted grey, like someone had turned off the light in the night time; just enough natural light to see silhouettes. He felt leaden, like he was literally made out of lead.
He wanted to see where he was, the last thing he remembered was Sarah and... oh god! The knife!
Opening his eyes panicking, he looked around to see everything was fuzzy but definitely different to the dark storage room he'd been in. H was somewhere dry, warm and clean. He blinked a few time and waited for things to become more distinct as his eyes adjusted to the brightness of the light.
Turning his head ever so slightly he felt a stab of pain across his throat. He could see out of the corner of his eye and sleeping figure in the chair beside his bed. The figure stirred and looked him in the face. It was Gideon.
"Reid?" Gideon whispered, fear and pain was etched upon his face.
Opening his mouth slightly Reid attempted to speak but found that the best he could manage was a quiet croak. "Gideon." He winced as he felt the skin and muscles pull and scream in protest, he remembered the knife at his throat again... he heard a beeping sound off to his side quicken, keeping in time with his heart beat.
"Yeah Reid it's me, your safe." Gideon whispered. "Calm down now. You're safe Reid... safe." He continued in a calm, hushed whisper as he stared into Reid's eyes reinforcing what he was saying.
After a few moments Reid relaxed, believing Gideon, knowing Gideon would keep him safe now. He realised that he had no idea what day it was, no idea how long he'd been in the hospital; he assumed he was in the hospital since the white walls and various medical instruments kind of gave it away.
"How… long have I … been unconscious… for?" Reid asked, his voice a pained croak.
"Six days." Gideon replied looking worn and exhausted, Reid guessed that Gideon had hardly left his bedside during those six days. "Rest for a while, get your strength back then we'll talk. Okay?"
"Okay." Reid croaked, closing his eyes Reid began to drift off to sleep whilst Gideon settled down to snooze beside him. Just before he caved to the effects of whatever drugs were pumping through his system he realised several things that gave him cause to smile. He felt safe now. He felt happy. He had a team... he knew they would be coming round soon to give him personal support, because they cared about him and he, them.
He fell into a deep slumber knowing that nightmare's would be of no concern to him for quite a while...
THE END!!
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