Sweet Dreams

A/N please accept this posting as part of Gubetastic day. Even though I am a wonderful person and do Gube love stuff everyday!

Disclaimer: Criminal Minds isn't mine.

The ground seemed to open and suck him downwards with the little fingers still clutching at his throat and Reid still unable to move his arms to pull them off. He could feel the small bones in his neck crack with the force of the hold the princess had on him. The man stood next to him and placed a foot on the small of his back and pushed down firmly, forcing Reid further into the ground which had become a thick liquid mud.

It was sudden. His hands were somehow free, and they ripped at the hands at his throat as he gasped for air. Taking in big gulps to try to get his body working properly again, but all he managed to breath in was thick mud and his hands flailed at nothingness as the earth sucked him down and the man pushed harder with his foot.

"I warned you Spencer. I said to protect her."

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They had to release his hands and feet so they could turn him over. There was pandemonium in the small hospital room as they realised Reid had stopped breathing. Reid's hands shot up to his neck where he clawed and dragged at some invisible hands strangling him. Bruises popped up and blood was drawn as the staff struggled to get the agent breathing again. He bucked and squirmed and kicked as he tried to take in lungs full of air, and his hands started to hit out and grasp things the rest of them couldn't see. Reid's eyes were open. They looked terrified, and all Gideon could do was stand and watch as his friend battled against the staff to help him. Trapped in a nightmare.

The orderlies and other staff attempted to hold him still as the doctor gently tipped back Reid's head and started to intubate him. Reid was making strange gagging noises and he had obviously bitten down on his tongue or the inside of his mouth as blood and drool sprayed across the room, but gradually as the tube down his throat started to do its job he began to relax again and lay still. His eyes were open and he was looking around at the people watching over him, but it was obvious to everyone that what Reid was seeing wasn't them. He was seeing 'her'.

The doctor turned to Gideon.

"We have no way of knowing how long Dr Reid had been under the influence as such of this drug. It's an unknown. We have no idea what it has done to his mind, and we do not know how long it will take until he wakes, or even if he will."

That was a lot of 'don't knows' Gideon was thinking.

But he stood and watched as colour began to return to Reid's pale face as the staff began to stick heart monitors on Reid's chest.

"The problem we face now is that he needs to be laying on his back, but that means he will be laying on those wounds on his back. He will be in a lot of pain. I will increase his morphine for now, but this is by far not ideal as we are still waiting for results to come back from the lab to find out what this drug was and how it got into his system."

They already knew that it was some kind or airborne spore, but why he was so much more effected by it they didn't know.

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Garcia sat at her computer bank in her bunker. She had spent the day going over and over the weirdly encrypted documents and was now sitting drinking water to go with her headache pills and making little paper animals.

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Reid lay on his back in the mud. He was surrounded by a small group of women all standing staring down at him. One of them was holding the princess by her hand which, her arms had somehow re-attached. In Reid's foggy mind this made total sense. The man stood looking down at him too, and was holding a long metal tube in his hand. Slowly one of the mud encrusted woman bent down and held Reid's head still in hand in a vice like grip. Her other hand moved down to Reid's jaw and she forced his mouth open. In a strange sort of slow motion the man with the hat and the glasses, moved forwards and slid the tube down Reid's throat. Reid tried to fend off the man, but the women stood on his hands and ground them back down into the mud and he could feel the bones in his fingers snap and the man started to slide things down the tube.

They wriggled.

…….

The medics came running again as the heart monitor went crazy and Reid lay staring with open empty eyes and trying to swipe something away which no one else could see.

"There has got to be a way to wake him up!" Gideon was shouting, but he was just manhandled and pulled out of the room.

"I think it's best if you let us do our job agent Gideon."

And so he stood with his hands and forehead leaning on the glass wall window, and wished that it was himself and not Reid living this nightmare.

Gideon could feel something brush gently on his arm. He turned and it was Hotchner.

"What's going on?" he asked quietly

Gideon shook his head.

"I wish they could wake him. We need to talk to him about what happened. We need to continue with this case. Any news on what Garcia found on the computer?"

"No. I have sent Morgan to go and investigate. Garcia isn't answering the phone."

…..

And a spider slid down the tube and ate its way to Reid's heart.

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A/N:

Vid to go with story: Yes I have too much time on my hands. Search for Scarecrow under the name TinHet in YouTube.

It's small and naff. Enjoy.