Chapter 7 – danger
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Sleeping wasn't very easy for Reid. Nightmares were following him. Firstly he dreamed that he was again with Tobias Hankle who was forcing him to take Dilaudid again. He disobeyed and tried to struggle as much as he could but suddenly his whole team was there to tell him he should take the drugs. Why did they want him to take the drugs? They were his friends they should support him. He has fought a drug addiction once he couldn't do that twice. That would be impossible. They tied him up and watched as Tobias pressed the thin needle into Reid skin. Then everybody started laughing. They told him he was weak, his vision blurred and he was suddenly in a hotel. It was a huge one. It was the hotel where Morgan and Reid were sharing a room together. His feed began walking without his permission –right into the lobby - then into the elevator and finally into his room in the fourth floor. A grey fog was coming from under his door. Breathing was getting harder and harder. His surroundings started spinning and Reid lost consciousness.
Someone was shaking his shoulders. As his eyelids found a way to open themselves he looked straight into the eyes of his concerned but yet worried best friend Morgan. "You okay man?" he questioned while taking a seat next to Reids thin legs. "You look awful."
"I'm fine." Reid answered shortly.
Morgan inspected him with raised eyebrows. Obviously he didn't believe him. "Reid we had the discussion just a few hours ago, please be honest." he commaned.
"Alright. I had a nightmare about Tobias Hankle again. But it's nothing serious really. I had this dream very often, I can handle it." Reid said with selfconfidence.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" Morgan asked sympathically.
"No but thank you Morgan." Reid gave back.
"Sure. How do you feel?"
"Better, honestly. My headaches were almost gone but the dizziness is always there. I don't feel sick anymore." Reid said proudly.
"Great to hear. You should get up and take a shower. It's almost 8 o'clock."
At this moment Reid looked at himself. Yes he looked awful. His eyerings were darker than usual and he had sweat covering his face. He rushed to the shower. The hot water was amazing. Usually he took cold water to feel refreshed and awaken but today hot water seemed nicer than the cold one.
"Pretty boy I am going to the bakery to get some coffee. I'll be back in 15!" Morgan shouted from the outside.
"Thanks Morgan!" Reid shouted back. Now he was alone and had some privacy. He heard footsteps getting quieter and the door closed. After having brushed his teeth and hair Reid left the bathroom to get himself dressed. He thought about the second nightmare in the hotel. He didn't want to tell Morgan the truth about him being alone and killed by fire. He would tell him after this case. Morgan had other problems than listen to every single problem. He would tell him, just later.
Reid sat on his bed for 5 more minutes until Morgan came back. "Here you have. sugar with coffee." Morgan chuckled.
"Thank you Morgan." Reid grapped his coat, gun and badge and together they headed out to the cars. The weather was a bit colder than yesterday. Finally they arrived at the police department. Reids coffee was already empty.
"You are really addicted to that stuff." Morgan imputed Reid.
"Did you know that- " Reid began.
"No I am sure I don't know but I don't want to listen to your statistics now in the morning pretty boy, sorry." Morgan cut him off.
"Ok." Reid answered a bit disappointed.
The team was already waiting for them. "Good morning guys." they greeted them. "Come on let's go to Shane Brandons apartment before he leaves." Said sternly. All together (but Garcia and JJ who has to work with the media) headed to the SUVs and drove to the apartment.
"Ok, he lives in the third floor. Morgan I want you to safe the emergency exits. Blake you take the elevators. Rossi I want you to look on the roof, maybe he is hiding there. Reid you come with me to the apartment. The squad team will take the stairs and assist all of you." Hotch instructed.
Everybody started moving into his direction after having put on his Kevlar vest and his microphone in his ear. While moving quietly to the frontdoors of the apartment Reid heard his teammates shouting "Clear!" trough their phones. Either Shane has gone or he was in his apartment.
"Shane Brandon? FBI. Open the door!" Hotch shouted to the door. No answer. Hotch gave a sign to one member of the squad team to kick in the door. Reid always wondered how they were doing this. He couldn't do that. The door bursted open and Hotch entered immediately, gun pointed in front of him. He showed Reid with his hand that he has to take the right side of the apartment while Hotch would take the left side. Reids first room to enter was the kitchen. Luckily nobody was there. He was always surprised and excited when they were searching a house. The mix of thrill and the fear about what will happen next has always been exciting for him. Next to the kitchen was the bathroom. Empty as well. Reid remembered once when he surprised a potenzial Unsub in the bathroom. With only a towel around his waist. He was so shocked that he dropped the towel and stood naked in front of Reid. He will never forget this picture. They stood there for two more minutes (Reid shocked, the Unsub embarrassed) until Morgan came in and started laughing. The Unsub covered himself quickly before Reid came with handcuffs. Morgan was still making jokes about it.
The last door was at the end of the floor. That was always the scariest thing for him because of his nightmare long time ago. (A children went missing and he was reminded of his father killing a child***). He opened the door slowly and looked around. For Gods Sake it was empty as well. He shouted "Clear:" into his phone and began inspecting the room he was in. All around the walls were hundreds of pictures; pictures of-. "No, that can't be true!" he thought incredulous.
"Guys I have something you need to see." he said surprising calmly into his phone once more. Two minutes later the whole team collected themselves in the room.
"Now we've got the evidence that he is the Unsub." Rossi started.
"Yes of course. Unbelievable! When did he take those pictures? I didn't even notice it, you?" Blake questioned worried.
"No one noticed it. Let's go to the police department and gather our information there. I will let someone observe this building until the Unsub comes back." Hotch said sternly while leaving the room. The others followed. One last time Reid looked at the pictures- the pictures of the burning hotels and the photos from him and the whole team.
Back at the department they met JJ and Garcia. "So obviously the damn bastard is haunting us! What are we going to do?" Morgan almost shouted furiously.
"We should work on the profile. JJ I want you to give a press conference once more. Show the media a picture of him and warn them. Garcia look for more background information. Maybe there is a place where he can hide. The rest of us will stay here." Hotch answered.
"Oh shit!" Reid suddenly cursed.
"What's up?" Blake asked curiously. She has never heard Reid curse like this.
"I forgot my phone at the hotel! Hotch can I drive to the hotel to get it? I'll be back in 20 minutes." Reid nearly pleaded.
"Yeah sure." Hotch said shortly.
"Thank you. Bye." Reid said while making his way to the front doors of the building. He looked at his watch. It was 4.30 pm.
While driving he felt the (so beloved) dizziness come back. His headaches were greeting him as well. Luckily the ride was short and before something could go wrong he was already at the hotel entrance. He took the elevator to relax a bit. Finally in his room he saw his phone immediately. He took it fast. He wanted to make his way out of the room again but his body had another opinion. His dizziness was too much to handle for him and his headaches – God- it hurt so much. He couldn't find hold so he fell to the hard ground. He didn't know how long he laid there but suddenly something in his surroundings changed. He heard the door was being locked by someone. He smelt something. Something he didn't like. Smoke! Shit! He wanted to stand up but his body disobeyed. He was lying there and surely will be dead in a couple of minutes.
"Think Reid, think! What to do?! The phone! Call someone!" Reid thought hysterically. He was so exited that his hands started shivering and he almost dropped the phone. Luckily he managed to prevent it. He dialed the first number he could find. He had to be fast, his vision started blurring again.
"Reid? What's up?" Morgan asked.
Reid wanted to explain what has happened but his mind stroke. He knew he had less time and he would lost consciousness soon. He managed only to whisper three words: "Hotel – fire- help." He didn't hear anything after that. Everything went black. His nightmare has come true…
*** Criminal Minds season 4 episode 6
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