Alright, here's chapter 9 it's a little shorter than the rest, and it's honestly a filler chapter. I just got his with tons of muse for where I want this story to go next, and I just can't seem to type fast enough! Anyways, I hope you enjoy, and I hope your happy too see a familiar face re-appear.

Spencer Reid's POV

I had been sitting beside Alex, in the waiting room waiting to hear what the doctors would say about Asren and I couldn't stop the statistics from racing through my head. He knew Asren suffered from Nosocomephobia, or the hospital-phobia as she had called it. I tried to focus on other things, like Henry riding around on Luce, and how much fun he was having with her. It seemed like we were all trying to focus on other things when the doctor walked in.

"Family of Asren Dare?" The young but kind looking doctor prompted.

The whole group stood up, and he looked around slightly overwhelmed.

"She's been asking for a Jullian?" He asked, looking around hopefully.

"I'm afraid he won't be here." Another person said, with a slightly familiar British accent. A lean blonde man stepped around the doctor and nodded at the group, giving a pointed look to Hotch and Prentiss.

I noticed that Logan glared at him, and wondered what was going on there. Curiously I watched the exchange.

"Clyde Easter. This is her team, and her.. er friends. That's the closest to family as she has." He said in his trade-mark lazy drawl.

The young doctor looked uncomfortable, but nodded at the British man.

"Alright. I'm Doctor Henderson, I'm a Neurology -resident here, and I'm over-seeing Agent Dare's case. I've been made aware by the doctor that treated her in Texas, that she had been held captive for thirty four hours and suffered a dislocated shoulder, head injury, sexual assault injuries, burn injuries, and superficial injuries. I'm was also made aware by my nurse that she had a tracking chip removed in the field. Excellent work, I must say." The doctor rambled on only to be interrupted by Logan.

"The point if you please." He said curtly. I didn't really like this Logan fellow. He seemed off to me.

"Ah, yes, Agent Dare is currently being moved to a normal room. I'd like to keep her here for a couple of days to keep and eye on her head injury. The rate that she has been passing out at alarms me. She's relatively stable and was giving my interns hell the last time I checked. I'll be back to check on her in the next hour, her room is 358 and you may all go see her.. Is that a dog?" He finished.

"Yes. It's Agent Dare's service dog." Logan said in a blatant lie, that earned him a dirty look from Hotch.

The doctor gave the dog another dumbfounded look and then gave a half-hearted smile as he turned and walked out of the waiting room.

Logan turned to face Clyde with a glare, to which Clyde said,

"Brooks."

"Easter."

The two men stared each other down, that was until Hotch interrupted.

"Easter. Who's Jullian?" Hotch asked

A quick look exchanged between Logan and Clyde, before Clyde shrugged.

"That's not my story to tell, Agent Hotchner. As far as I know he's dead." Clyde said carefully.

I stepped closer to JJ, and smiled at Henry.

"Can we go see her now?" I prompted, and was relieved with the nods I got as we turned to walk into hopefully the last hospital room for a while.


Asren's POV

I was seriously getting sick of hospitals. Usually I had more patience with doctors even though I couldn't stand the idea of a hospital, but tonight I was exhausted, and being a total bitch.

"No IV." I said again glaring at the intern.

"Ma'am you need fluids, and I can give you pain killers this way. I know you've been through a lot-" The young intern began, only to have me interrupt them again.

"Been through a lot?! Get the hell out. I don't want the damn IV or the damn pain killers!" I shouted.

The intern scurried out of the room and moments later it opened again.

"I thought I told you to get out." I said without looking at the door.

"That's no way to greet me, sweetheart." I heard an all too familiar British drawl.

Clyde. Fucking. Easter.

"What do YOU want?" I asked him, turning to give him my best go to hell glare.

"Get the stick out of your ass. I had to come see that you were okay. Believe me, this isn't what I want to be doing with my vacation time." He growled.

"I'm alive. Please leave." I snapped and turned away from him again.

I heard him sigh, and I heard footsteps, and felt someone touch me.

"Get the hell off of me." I snarled.

An arm wrapped around me, and another body joined me on the bed. I turned into them only to realize that it was Logan, who pulled me closer to him. I pulled away, until I smelt him. Logan, he smelt like home, and I let my head rest against his chest.

I let out a deep breath and choked on a sob. He rubbed my back, and I let it go.


Logan's POV

I had never liked Clyde Easter. Honestly, I thought that he was a pompous asshat, and as I followed him to Asren's room, I found myself battling the overwhelming desire to kick him in the ass. Childish, I know.

I listened as Asren asked him to leave, and stepped in the room past him and towards her bed. I climbed up in it, fully aware that now the whole BAU team had caught up and that they were watching. I felt Asren fight me for a moment, and when she realized it was me, she curled up into me, looking everything like the fragile kid that I had first found on my first assignment as an agent.

As she cried into my chest, I turned and gave the now entering BAU a sad smile and continued to stroke her back gently. I looked at her, taking in every bruise on her small battered body. She had been through hell in the last couple of days. I could feel a pit of anger building in my gut, and as if she could feel it, she looked up at me.

"I'm okay." She whispered.

"Don't say that. You're not okay." I muttered, giving her a hard look.

I could hear Clyde talking to the members of the BAU, Asren laid her head down on my chest again and slowly her sobs began to subside, as she fell asleep.

"How long have you known Asren?" David Rossi asked me quietly.

"About three years now. What do you know about her history?" I replied.

"Not much, her file was pretty sparse. Said she was recruited by Interpol about three years ago." Rossi replied.

I looked up at Clyde, and slowly untangled myself from Asren.

"Easter. Outside." I said harshly.

I pushed past the BAU team, and stepped into the hall. He followed a minute or to later.

"What do you want Brooks?" He asked in a harsh tone.

"Why is Asren even here? Was she compromised?" I asked quietly.

"No. I just thought it prevalent to her safety to move her." Clyde said coldly.

"You never gave a damn about her safety." I said cuttingly.

"Watch it, Brooks." He said, and I could see him tense up as he stepped threateningly towards me.

"Clyde." A quiet but powerful woman's voice said.

I looked over my shoulder to see Emily Prentiss, and stepped back from Clyde giving her a curt nod.

"If you want this piece of filth, take him." I said, as I walked back into Asren's room.

Darius looked at me, and gave me a half smile then went back to flipping through Asren's chart, which prompted the blonde woman, JJ to speak.

"Isn't that illegal?" JJ asked with a look at the chart.

"Are you going to tell?" Darius asked without looking up at her, earning a chuckle from the rest of the BAU team.

"Seriously though.. that's a privacy invasion." Emily said as she entered the room with Clyde following her with a disgruntled look.

"He's taken care of her more times than he can count. If anyone has any reason to read that chart… it's him." I said quietly.

I looked over at him and asked, "How's she doing really?"

He let out a sigh and looked up at all of us taking another deep breath before speaking. "The doctors didn't down-play it too much. This head injury worries me. She shouldn't have left the hospital the first time. She certainly didn't need to hit it again." He said with a slight smile.


Rossi's POV

Years of profiling had taught me several things, and it didn't take a profiler to read Logan Brooks. He really cared for Asren, and by the way she acted around him, I'd assume that he was one of her closest friends. This also made me wonder about the nature of their relationship. I found his interaction with Clyde Easter to be a curious one, and he wondered what exactly happened between all of them.

His dark eyes wandered over to where Asren was sleeping, and a small smile graced his mouth when he realized that she didn't have an IV. He wondered if she just didn't like needles and that was the root of her Nosocomephobia. He looked at the clock, and then again at his team, Clyde, Darius and Logan who were stretched out in the various chairs around the room. JJ had left to go home to her family with a promise to be back in the morning, and Garcia had joined them to wait on Asren to wake up.

Logan had climbed back into the bed with Asren, being very careful so as not to wake her as he curled his body protectively around her and dozed off. Asren's dog had lept up on the hospital bed and carefully arranged herself at her masters feet. By now, most of the team were dozing, and the few who were still awake were merely waiting on sleep to find them. Clyde sat next to Emily, who was dozing with her head on Morgan's shoulder.

I let out a sigh, and leaned my head back against the wall, and let sleep slowly over take my mind.


Well I finally figured out the line issue that I've had for 8 chapters now, so I hope this was easier to follow. As always, please feel free to review.