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Reid sighed as he found himself waking up again. He kept falling asleep when he didn't mean to. He should have been sick of sleeping but his body seemed to crave rest. He opened his eyes to see Emily, Rossi and someone he least expected. He opened his eyes fully to see his father talking with Emily and Rossi. His father turned and looked at him.
"Spencer," William smiled gently before rushing to the side of the hospital bed. "Hello, son. It's so good to see you."
"Dad, how did you know I was here?" Reid asked.
"Your friend, Hotch. He called me and told me everything that has happened. I still can't believe that you are here," William said with watery eyes. "I thought I lost you."
Reid was lost for words, he wasn't sure what to say. His father wasn't around when he was growing up, he left them for an easier life. He hadn't thought about how his father had taken the news that he had died two years ago. The last time they had spoken, he had accused his father of being a criminal. Looking at his father, he noticed the tired look in his eyes.
"I'm sorry," Reid said. "I didn't mean to disappear. I didn't mean to make you all think I was dead. Dante did that."
"Your friends explained to me," William said before looking back to Rossi and Emily. Reid gave them a small smile before his father looked back to him. Reid tensed slightly as his father came down and brought him into a hug, he relaxed after a few seconds and tentatively hugged his father back. He knew that his father must have struggled after people thought he was dead. It was hard to imagine him standing in front of a gravestone crying. Had his father cried?
"We will give you some time alone," Emily said before nodding to Rossi. They quickly left the room leaving father and son to talk.
Reid came away from the hug, his father taking a seat on the chair next to the bed.
"How are you feeling?" William asked.
"Confused and tired. I woke up a few days ago to find out that everyone thought I was dead, two years had passed and I had been alone with a deranged unsub for those two years. I'm struggling to process everything," Reid admitted. "How have you been? Things must not have been easy since...well...my death. They told me about mom."
Reid took a deep breath to try and keep himself calm. It hurt to think about his mother. All he wanted to do was see her again but he couldn't. He couldn't hug her again or hear her voice.
"Things haven't been easy since your death. I mean, since I thought you had died. I know I haven't been there for you but I never wanted to be standing at your grave with your mother. I couldn't cope with losing you. Spencer, I know we didn't talk before but I want you know that you are my son and I love you. I visited your mother after your funeral. She loved you so much, she loved you more than anything. Spencer, she couldn't cope after losing you. You kept her anchored in life and when she lost you, she couldn't accept life anymore," William explained.
"It's my fault she killed herself," Reid's voice wobbled as he began to get upset again. "I wasn't there for her. It's Dante's fault as well for keeping me away and making everyone think that I was dead but I should have fought harder to wake up. She thought I was dead and she killed herself. Why did she kill herself? I know she was ill but I loved her and I cared for her as best I could. She killed herself because she thought she was alone."
Reid couldn't stop the tears from flowing or the pain inside his heart exploding. He put his face into his hands and cried. He felt his father's arm wrap around him and pull him close.
"She loved you, Spencer. Don't ever think that her death was your fault. It was not your fault. Fate is cruel to people. There was nothing you could have done, you had no control. I always loved your mother and she gave me the gift of you. We both struggled when we thought you were dead. I stopped working and I withdrew from the world. I'm here now and I'm not leaving again. I lost you once, I don't want to lose you again."
"I just want to see her again and I can't," Reid cried tearfully. "I just want to hear her voice."
Jasper
Jasper hissed in pain as he awoke. He sluggishly opened his eyes. He clenched them shut again as another wave of pain traveled through his mind. He felt something wet in his hair and on the side of his head. He fought of the nausea trying to overcome his body and pushed himself to wake up. He opened his eyes and took in his surroundings. He was in a small room, a basement. He tried to move his hands but found he couldn't. He looked down and noticed that each of his legs had been tied to each leg of the chair and his wrists were bound together behind him.
"I hope you are comfortable because you are going to be like that for a while," a voice echoed throughout the room.
"Who's there?" Jasper groaned as he struggled to overcome the pain in his head.
"It's none of your concern who I am," the voice said again. "You are here for a purpose and that purpose is to help us get Spencer back."
"No!" Jasper shouted before wincing at the pain through his mind.
"You barely know him and you would protect him," the voice laughed.
"I've known him long enough," Jasper snapped angrily. "Why do you want him so much? He has been through hell and you want to drag him back. Just leave him alone. You took him away from his family, he is back with them now. Please, leave him alone."
"Sorry, I can't do that," the voice laughed. "Dante likes him too much. I don't break promises to friends."
"You won't get him back, they won't let you. They will kill you before they let that happen," Dante warned.
"I'll get him back for Dante. I have you after all," the voice sighed. A small beep was heard. "Now, do me a favour. Scream for me."
Jasper was confused for a moment before he felt a searing hot pain burn his neck. He gritted his teeth. He wouldn't scream. He wasn't going to scream for this bastard.
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