Coming Down

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Ran Sai Lin once asked: Where the hell did Bern go?

Reid held a small flaming torch. He was in the forest alone. It was dark and very misty. There was no sound. Maybe sound had been dampened by the fog? He was wearing shorts that came to just above his knees, a very baggy white shirt and the waistcoat he had been wearing previously. He was had on a pair of sturdy hiking boots with one red and one green sock and a wide brimmed hat. It was cold and the fog from his quick breaths merged with the mists surrounding him. He was standing listening for something. Spinning on the spot he jumped as he walked into a tree branch. He started to run. The trees snagging at him, roots trying to trip him, running towards something. Something whispering his name.

"Where are you?" He started to shout. "I can't see you!"

His hair was falling in his face sticking to the feverish sweat beginning to cover him.

"Princess, I am lost!"

……

Voices faint in the background. Voices he had to escape from. They were trying to pull him back.

"He's not awake."

"Drugged."

"Spores."

"Very lucky."

"Hallucinating."

"He will be ………………….." and the voices trailed of into the darkness.

……

Reid reached the garden and he stopped again to listen for the sound of laughter. There was nothing. Complete silence. A silence only found in vacuum. A darkness only found in nightmares. He started to run towards the house. The light from his torch guttering and flickering as he ran.

"Hey Spence."

And something grabbed him hard on the ankle. Reid tipped forwards without putting his hands out to save him and landed with a hard smack on his face. The torch flew from his hands and landed near an old dried out currant bush, where it immediately caught and burst into flame. The whole garden was suddenly lit up with dancing red flames. Reid looked to where his foot was trapped. The princess was sitting there half buried in the ground licking her lips.

"Thought you weren't coming back."

"They took me. I couldn't find you."

Reid sat up and turned around and gently stroked the child's hair.

…..

Obviously the team had all been worried about Reid. He had broken Hotch's arm and Morgan had a massive lump on the side of his head. Gideon was the only one permitted to see Reid and that had been under serious protest from the hospital staff.

He sat in the corner of Reid's room, and watched as the orderly restrained the flailing kicking Reid to the bed.

"Is that necessary? I will be here if he wakes."

The orderly looked over at the FBI agent sitting waiting for his friend.

"Says here on the sheet I have to, but I will get the doctor to come in and have a word with you."

And the man left and Reid whimpered in his drug induced sleep.

Gideon sipped at the luke warm coffee and watched the man he thought of as a son going through withdrawal of what ever drugs they had been using on him. On all of them. Spores? Something in the air. Something to do with the paper animals. Reid had been making those back in Quantico. What had made him do that? He had never seen Reid make those before their trip over here, so what had happened back then to make Reid do that, and how had that made him susceptible to what happened later and why had he just wondered off with these people?

…..

Garcia had the lap top the man had been using in the house. It was hooked up to all and everything and she was sitting rubbing her feet staring at it.

JJ and Morgan entered her bunker and took a seat either side.

"So babes, what do you have?"

"He was filming Reid, but we already know that. There isn't much more of that on here, so I am thinking that's really all they did on those lines. There are these."

Garcia opened a file.

"It's either gobbledygook or a code. I am working on it."

The screen was covered in symbols and letters. "So far nada. There are hundreds of these." And she flicked over to the menu to show the long list of file names. "I am gathering information on the dates attached to the files to see if they match anything else happening with the case, but nothing yet I am afraid. There is nothing else on this baby at all. Nothing deleted just these odd things."

……

Reid wiggled around and looked at the face of the princess in the light of the fire. He could feel it hot on his back, but all he needed to know was that the child was safe. He slowly moved his hands down from her hair to her shoulders, then gently along her arms. Holding her by her hands he started to pull the rest of her out of the ground. It made an interesting loud sucking noise as her arms parted with her shoulders and her laugh was high and wild.

Reid screamed.

……..

Gideon leapt up from his chair and ran to Reid's side and the scream ripped through him and he bucked and shook his head from side to side drooling and flying saliva over Gideon. His arms and feet secured to the bed he was unable to escape whatever it was going on in his head. He gently wiped Reid's face with a damp cloth as Reid mumbled and muttered "No no nonononono." His hands clasping into fists. "lemmgo lemmego"

The doctor came in and checked the restraints. "He will come out of this soon Agent Gideon. This looks far worse than it really is."

And Reid stopped screaming and muttering and lay still very quietly slowly going blue around his lips.

……

The disembodied hands joined onto the ripped out arms flew at Reid's throat and dug their deadly fingers into Reid's neck. He wanted to pull them off, but for some reason he couldn't move his arms. The torn bleeding child laughed and giggled, "You were meant to look after me Spence." And the blood glowed in the firelight as he saw the man with the hat walking over, it started to rain, and something was licking his face, then it all went black.