It was dark when they left the hospital, the moon at peak in the midnight blue sky, stars illuminated it like a thousand candles. The air was cold and the street silent, it was nearly midnight so barely anybody would be out at this time, the only noise came from the cars passing by or the nightclub which was just down the road, music blaring and people talking rather quiet loudly.

Spencer, who had said nothing for the past 3 hours, stared gormlessly into the darkness. His long purple scarf draped over his shoulder, his long brown hair was slightly tangled amongst it, the black cotton coat was being taken by the wind as it waved behind him like a superhero's cape. But his hand, his fingers were entwined with Jason's; warm. Jason was still struggling to walk so was given a crutch to steady him as his wound fully heals. Wearing a black shirt with a black, silky scarf hung loosely by his collar bones, tight skinny jeans with a couple of ripped holes here and there, and a dark grey beanie flopped on his head hiding his dark brown hair. Jason despite looking dapper in a suite and tie, he always did have an alternative fashion, this was rare for an FBI agent, normally they dressed rather well, but Jason just dressed like he should be in an indie rock band. Walking hand in hand, they headed towards Derek's car which was parked in the hospitals car park, neither of them are allowed to drive so they have to be driven everywhere by one of there team mates. "You guys okay?" Asked JJ.

"Yes we're good thanks JJ" Jason looked over to Reid who was staring still into the darkness. "Spencer?" Jason gave him a slight nudge, which made him jump slightly like he was daydreaming. "Did you hear JJ?" He shook his head.

"I asked how you were" JJ repeated. Reid just nodded, and carried on staring into the dark, slightly illuminated streets. Jason just gave JJ a half smile, half saying 'we're okay' and the other half saying 'He needs help'. He gave JJ one finally hug before she got into her car, gave Reid one finally look of concern, and drove away.

"Right, you guys ready to head home?" It was Morgan, he was waiting for them by his car, which looked almost a green in the street lamp light, but it was black, as it was an FBI rental car. "Yeah, we're good. Sure you're okay with driving us home?"

"Yeah course man, how you feeling Pretty Boy?" Reid once again didn't respond. It was like he wasn't there, he wasn't with it. The drugs were still slightly in his body and it will take a while for them to fully wear off, which isn't helping him now as he is in withdrawal. Reid has already been through this a few times in the past, as he slipped back into them a few times. Jason looked at Reid with worry, because he new that this could happen again, and it could be even worse then before.

The clock stuck 4, and Reid was tossing and turning in the bed, Jason was fast asleep, but despite the fact that he has done everything to try and get off to sleep, his body just seems so awake. Giving up, Reid pulled the covers off of him and climbed out of bed. The morning sun was beginning to awake, blue, yellow like light shone through the cracks in the curtains, shinning straight into Reid's eyes, he blinked quickly, moving away from the light, like a vampire in the day. He walked over to the bathroom and opened the door, turning back to look at his sleeping lover. He looks so beautiful Spencer thought, why do I always have to mess things up. Closing the door behind him.

Spencer stared at himself in the mirror, but he wasn't looking at his reflection, he was looking through himself, looking at what he has become, what he depends on. The thought of the needle pushing into his arm, the cold liquid of the Dauladid running through his veins was driving him insane. His whole body ached, his head was spinning and his stomach, his stomach was in agony, the feeling of being sick caused his body. His eyes began to water, sweating and burning, a shooting pain shot through him like a bullet. Spencer covered his mouth and his belly and he bent down at the toilet and throw up everything he had eaten today (even though it wasn't a lot).

He slumped down next to the loo, as he cried, tears streamed from his red eyes, shinning as they ran down his face. One hand was on his head and one over his mouth as he tried to muffle the sound of him crying, trying not to wake up Jason. He leaned against the wall as once again pain flooded his entire body. Becoming restless, and irritable, Spencer stood up, head spinning, body feeling weak, he pulled himself up onto his feet. His hands on the sink as once again he stared at himself in the mirror, but he doesn't recognised the person staring back at him. He turned on the cold tap and slashed his face with water, trying to freshen himself up, but it didn't work, he still looked a mess, still looked like...an addict. With that, in one fell swing, Spencer punched his mirror, shattering the glass into millions of tiny little pieces, blood covered his knuckles, he stared back at the now broken mirror, only one piece of glass remained, looking at him self, Spencer collapsed to the floor in tears. As he cried, not covering the sounds that escaped his mouth, the bathroom door opened, and Jason was standing in the frame.

The morning was a hard a one, after only getting 2 maybe 3 hours of sleep tops, Spencer wasn't in the best of moods, throwing the alarm clock at the wardrobe door and breaking it after it kept going off, this, waking up Jason. "Spence?" Jason turned over, Reid was sat on the edge of the bed, just staring at the wall. "Spence?" Jason said again, this time reaching for his hand, but Reid pulled away from him, standing up and heading to the bathroom. "Come on Spencer, speak to me" Without a single word, Reid slammed the bathroom door behind him. Jason placed his hands on his head and sighed, he didn't know what to do, these are all signs of withdrawal, he want's to help Spencer, but how? He has tried every way he could think of but nothing is working, they are just becoming more and more distant. Jason slowly hauled himself out of bed, giving a slight wince as he did so, grabbed hold of his stomach, feeling the bandages wrapped around him tightly. Images flashed through his mind of what happened that day, going so quickly, replaying over and over again, and before he new it, Spencer was walking out of the bathroom fulled showered and dressed. Jason just sat and thought to himself, 'How long was I thinking?'

Spencer was dressed slightly different today, still wearing his tight work trousers and a dark purple shirt, and a dark grey tie. But this time his sleeved were rolled down, covering his arms. Spencer always had his sleeved rolled up, never had Jason seen him with them down. Yes, it's silly but Spencer really doesn't like change, even with his own clothing, everything had to be the same, and with this little change, something really must be wrong.

Reid had to take the tube to work today as him nor Jason were allowed to drive, Morgan offered to pick him up but Reid refused and told him he'd rather catch the tube, and the the moment no one really wanted to argue with him, so just let him do his own thing. The tube's were busy as usual, everyone going to work, or school and college. The tube was so packed that Reid was lucky to be so skinny. The cart was filled with noisy commuters, talking away or listening to music at stupidly high volumes. Spencer on the other hand just sat there, looking straight ahead, but wasn't looking at anything at the same time, just staring right through everything, like nothing was there. He was in his own little world, a world were Reid was trapped and no one knew how to help him out of it. The cold winter's air was like ice to breath but beautifully fresh, if you ignore the polluted filled air from cars and houses. Spencer was wrapped up nice and warm, his long black coat; which waved in the breeze like a sinister cape, his long purple scarf wrapped around his neck, and a grey beanie flopped on his head. Reid stopped and smiled, he smelt the air, the cold air felt amazing but it was a smell of roasted coffee beans. Starbucks.

Reid knew he was late for work, he knew that he should care but in his head, he could give a toss. It was nearly 8 when Spencer Finally walked into the ball pen, he could see everyone was up in the conference room. He held the war cup of coffee in his hands and sipped on it as he walked up to the room. He head was spinning, it was either from the lack of sleep or because he was craving what he shouldn't be craving.

"3 young girls all abducted 5 days apart but Katie was different, the unsubs are picking up speed, she was taken only a day apart from the last victim" JJ was talking as the door opened and Reid walked in. He looked a mess. Everyone turned there heads to look at him. Normally, if Reid is late he rushes in, panicking and apologising for being late, but this time he just swayed in, coffee in hand and not giving a care in the world. No one n knew what to say to him, he wasn't even meant to be back at work, he only got out of hospital last week. Reid took a seat next to Emily, taking off his coat and placing it on the back of his chair. His long sleeves still rolled down. "...anyway, our last victim is believed to have been to have been taken between the hours of 3.15pm and 4.00pm. This is the period she was walking home from school..."JJ carried on talking but still kept on looking over to Reid. Who seemed like was wasn't even listening. He legs were crossed and the case file placed on top of them, he kept playing with the bottom of his chin, but what they couldn't stop noticing was Reid scratching the the fold in his arm. Morgan and Hotch looked at each other before looking back at Reid. "So..." Morgan spoke, still eyes fixed on Reid. "She was taken on her way home from school like all the other victims?"

"Yes, but this one seems different, the last victims were a lot younger. Jackie was 7, Abi 8 and Lucy was 8. But Katie she's 16 years old. The unsub has changed his MO. All the girls were between the ages of 7 and 8 but Katie is 9 years older then them. But she goes to the same school, walks the same way home as the other girls, so what changed? What caused the unsub to go completely off what he is use to and steal a more high risk victim in broad daylight?" JJ responded. "Something must have happened that made him change from younger to older. Because the younger girls, when walking to the park were all said to believe to have been approached and walked off with a man who was looking for his dog, but Katie, being older, she would have been harder to take"

"Unless he is panicking, knows where onto him, or either that she was just in the wrong place and the wrong time and he needed his fix but he knew that with the media warning the locals about the man, it would be harder for him to take another little girl, she he needed a victim that know one would have suspected" Emily said.

"Well, NYPD are waiting for us. Wheels up in 10" said Hotch, all standing and packing up, but not Reid. Reid was still just sat there staring at the victims photos. "Spence?" It was JJ.

"Hmm" Reid responded, not even looking up.

"Everything okay?" Reid just nodded, he stood up, taking his coat from the back of the chair and just walked out. "What's going on with him?" Morgan was now stood next to JJ.

"I don't know, but I am really worried about him. Morgan, it hasn't even been a week yet, surely he shouldn't be back at work just yet?"

"Hotch tried to tell him and even threatened to suspend him, but somehow Reid was able to persuade Hotch to let him start work again"

"But what about Jason? He's still resting right?" Morgan shrugged.

"I don't know, haven't heard anything, tried calling over there the other night and no answer, I tried texting Reid to seeing how everything is going, and again, no answer. This is the first time I have seen him since the hospital" JJ followed Reid with her eyes as he walked into the men's toilets.

Reid's hands were shaking has he placed them down on the sink, he looked in the mirror, despite having a shower and getting himself sorted, he still looked like a mess. His hair was all over the place, his tie, wonky, and he had big, purple bag sat under his eyes. He splashed his face with water, but it didn't help with anything. He knew what he needed but he couldn't, not here, not at work. He pulled at his bag and searched inside with his hand, until he pulled out a single vial filled half way with clear liquid. Last night, when Jason was asleep, he knew what he needed, he paced up and down the living room for well over an hour, shaking, talking to himself, turning into a mad man, he knew that if he didn't get his fix soon then all hell is going to break loose. Spencer head shoot up, remembering that when he first starting taking the drugs, he hid a vial in his bookshelf so that no one could find it. Darting to the bookshelf, he reached for a book from the 2nd from bottom shelf, 4th book in. It's binder was a deep, dark red with gold stitching and single, blacking lettering spelling out 'The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner'. Spencer had already read this book over 50 times and didn't see no use for it now. He opened it up and flicked through the pages. After page 143, Spencer had cut out a little square in the pages which sat a little vial of Dailaudid. Taking it out and placing the book back on the shelf, Spencer just stood there, moonlight fell through the gap in the curtains which created shadows around the room, the room fell silent. All sounds that you couldn't hear without really listening for them, now echoed the room, the water dripping from the tap, the wind blowing the curtains where the window was left partly open, and the sound of the clocking ticking as it hit 3am. And Spencer just stood there, staring at the vial.

"Spencer were leav..." Morgan walked into the toilets, Spencer jumped and quicked placed the vial back into his bag. "What's that?" Morgan asked.

"It's nothing" Spencer said heading towards the door, but Morgan wouldn't let him, he grabbed Spencer's arm before he could walk off. "Let me ask you again Reid, what was that you were holding a second ago?" Morgan looked at Reid, and Reid was looking at him, normally Morgan could tell how Spencer was feeling but not this time, this time when Morgan looked into Reid's eye's he sees nothing, not one strand of emotions. "Get off me Morgan" Spencer voiced raised, loud enough that the other's could hear him, and were now all looking at the pair. "Come on Reid man, what's wrong, you've been off all week?" Morgan questioned.

"I don't know Morgan, may be due to the fact that just under a month ago, me and my boyfriend were kidnapped, tortured and drugged? May THAT has something to do with why I a weird" Reid's face was red with anger.

"Yes, I know but there is something different, something that your not telling us"

"MORGAN WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU IN MY BUSINESS? Hmmm?" Reid shouted.

"Because Reid, I am worried about you, I know how your feeling right now, I do"

"You do, do you? Me and my boyfriend, who you might I add have only just even knew existed, were kidnapped and tortured. I watched as a stranger beat and hurt the man I love, watched him and heard him cry out in pain and he sliced open his skin with a red hot knife, sat there as he called out my name in pain and all I could do was watch, watch the man who I love, tortured for loving differently. No Morgan, who have NO idea what I am going through" Reid didn't say another word, he pushed past Morgan, passed everyone else who had just heard everything that had been said, all stared at him as a he walked past as like they weren't even there and got into the elevator. Morgan walked towards the others..."What was that all about?" Asked Emily.

"I don't really know, but what I do know is that, he's in trouble" All at once the teamed all looked over at the elevator as the doors close, closing on, on Spencer Reid.

Sorry it has taken me so long to publish a new chapter guys (nearly a year in fact) but a lot has happened in that time. I've been busy at college and work, and been sorting my own health out. I hope all my readers can understand.

Anyway, I really hope you like this new chapter, isn't amazing, but really wanted to get something new out for you guys. Thank you all so much for the reads, comments and votes. They all mean so much to me and help me write this fanfiction.

Hannah