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Morgan cleared the living room.

"I got them." Prentiss yelled. She was checking the basement. "She ran the rest of the way down the stairs and by Reid, who was lying next to another young man with dark brown hair.

"Morgan, call the medics in here." Prentiss shouted not even needing to make sure the man was there. Of course he was there.

She looked, with wide eyes at Reid's still bleeding wrists and the growing red stain on the shirt wrapped around the other mans wrists. Adam, the man's name was Adam, she recalled through the ringing in her ears. Jesus Christ, how long had they been like this?

"Reid, can you hear me?" Hotch said.

Reid mumbled something unintelligible and looked at them through half closed eyes. Adam was looking at them too, a tiny light of hope in his eyes.

The medics came in and took Adam away first. Prentiss shrugged out of her vest and jacket and used the jacket to clot the bleeding from Reid's wrist. He smiled slightly at her.

"Did you know the body holds five point six liters of blood?" He croaked out his smile vanishing.

"No I didn't." she said. "Where'd you learn that?" She wanted to keep him talking. If he talked, he was awake and if he was awake he wouldn't die on her.

"Medical Reference Encyclopedia. I read it when I was thirteen." He went quiet for a moment then continued. "You can loose three liter's of blood before your chances for survival are non-existent."

Prentiss swallowed. How much had Reid lost? It couldn't be three liters. So below but there was still a lot of blood. She let out a breath she wasn't aware she was holding when the medics came back.

Unconditionally, Morgan rode in the ambulance. That left Hotch and Prentiss to drive to the hospital.


JJ practically dropped the phone when her brain figured out what Prentiss had just had said. "Oh my God, is he alright?" she asked.

Rossi looked over at her and followed her out the door.

"I don't know yet. We're on our way to the hospital right now. I'll call you when we get there." Prentiss replied.

"Alright we're on our way." JJ said as they got in the federal issued SUV. She prayed that Reid would be okay. They couldn't loose him, they just couldn't.


The waiting room was white and clean and way too bright. It was quiet too, except for the occasional cough and the sound of Morgan's pacing footsteps. Nothing was right and time was moving too slow. All they could do was wait. Wait for the doctor to come through that door and tell them something that would either break them or make them cry for joy.

Each of them was thinking of the times they'd spent with Spencer. All the laugh and funny moments and wonderfully random facts he was always so eager to tell them. Although they never said it out loud each of them loved hearing him sprout things off the top of his head.

What seemed like an eternity later they all looked up when the door opened. Garcia walked into the hospital room, much to the team's surprise. She was carrying a purse, a teddy bear and a giant gift bag. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were red but she still managed to smile. It was weak but there.

"I couldn't stay in Quantico while my baby's here." she said quietly.

She gave Morgan a hug and sat down to wait with the rest of them.

It was about one in the morning when the doctor came in. Garcia and JJ were asleep in their chairs and Rossi, Prentiss, and Morgan were sitting down looking off into space.

The doctor peeked into the room and softly called Hotch's name.

"How is he?" The unit chief asked.

"Mr Reid lost a lot of blood. It would have been better if he had gotten here sooner but he didn't. He asked me to give you a message." He told the unit chief Reid's last words before he had left the hospital room and watched the other man's face.

It took for what seemed for an eternity for Hotch to finally understand what he had heard.

"Th-Thank you doctor. I'll have to tell my team if you'll excuse me."

"Alright . . . And Agent?"

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry for your loss."

Hotch nodded and went back into the waiting room, dreading what he had to tell his team.


One month later.

Garcia wiped her eyes and placed her rose on the coffin. It was a pale rose, meaning friendship. She couldn't help the tiny sob that escaped her, then Morgan was there to put his arm around her shoulders. There were tears in his eyes too. JJ joined them with Will and Henry. Soon the whole team was there silently looking at the pale, pearl colored coffin in front of them. They all couldn't help thinking that this day had come way too soon. But there was nothing they could change no matter how much they wanted to.

The tech analyst looked over at Morgan and squeezed his and resting on her shoulder. She just couldn't believe he was gone. It just all seemed unfair that he was gone and they were still here. She wanted to give him a cookie and a hug and . . . God she just wanted him back so bad.

She missed his quirky smile and his embarrassed little half wave. She missed all the things that made him Spencer, that made him the Reid that they knew and loved.

Morgan wiped a tear off her cheek, unaware that one was rolling down his own.


Three years later.

Hotch walked into his office ad gave a little jolt when he saw the person sitting in one of the chairs.

The man was thin and had dark brown hair that reached his shoulders.

"I wasn't expecting to see you again." Hotch said, sitting down in his own seat.

"I wasn't expecting to come back. You caught him?" The brunette asked, a hint of hope in his tone.

"Yes we did. Morgan enjoyed cuffing Charles." The unit chief said with a thin smile.

"And Amanda?"

"Prentiss got her before she could run too far."

Finally the brunette smiled. It had been a long time since the last time he felt happy enough to smile so it was a little feeble.

"Are you coming back?"

Reid sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I want to but . . . Do you think they'll forgive me?"

"Forgive you?" Hotch asked.

"The team. I lied to them and I hurt them." The younger man's voice held anguish that Hotch had never thought he'd hear there.

"They'll understand. They miss you. We all do. It's not the same without you there to sprout random facts and Morgan really hasn't cracked any good jokes since we lost you."

"How come you never told them I was alive?" Reid asked curiously.

"No, Garcia got suspicious when you canceled your phone account but I think she didn't want to get her hopes up. I never filled your spot on the team either, even though Strauss kept getting on my case about how you weren't coming back."

"I don't know if I can Hotch. I've been Adam for two years. I feel bad that he died and I got another chance. I should have been more of a help on the case and he would be alive and I wouldn't be dead." The brunette said with another sigh.

"You getting captured was not your fault. All of us would love to have changed the outcome of that case but we can't. And you're not dead Reid, you're just not completely yourself. When you're back on the team, you'll understand what I mean." Hotch said as he got out of his chair.

"Now come on and say hello to the team." Reid stayed still for a moment then followed Hotch out of the office.

He looked at his team from the gangway above the bullpen. All of them were seemed different than he remembered them yet strangely the same. He wasn't sure who was the first to notice him; JJ or Morgan. It was like they felt him there and looked at the same time.

JJ looked at him for a long moment, then sank into an empty chair. Morgan seemed stuck in place, just like Prentiss who was staring at him with wide eyes. Even with his dark hair and new style of dress he was unquestionably Reid.

Penelope came out of her den, looking down at a file she was taking into Hotch and bumped into him.

"Oh I'm so—Oh my god, Reid?" She gasped. Reid didn't answer, just pulled the red-head into a long hug. She hugged him back, tears and makeup making it's way down her cheeks.

"I missed you so much." he said, sounded much younger than he actually was. Garcia was speechless. She kept thinking that she was dreaming, but if she was she didn't want to wake up. Not ever.

She ran a hand though his hair. "It looks so different."

Reid gave a small smile. "I think I'm going to keep it dark."

"Well I like it." the tech analyst said.

Then it was a big mess of hugs, tears, and questions. Reid felt overwhelmed but in a good way. He hadn't realized how much he had missed all of them while he was gone.

It felt good to be back. Charles and Amanda were gone, he was safe and with his family again. Everything was so much better than it had been yesterday.

The End.


"If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Building burn, people die, but real love is forever."

The Crow (1994)


*cough**cough* So that's the end. I didn't kill off Reid, you still got sadness, and a funeral but Reid's still alive and well Reid.

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