After Rossi and Hotch sat staring intently at a sleeping Reid for half an hour the decided that he probably wouldn't wake up again that day and got up to leave. There was paperwork on their desks which needed to be done and no one else was there to do it. They would check in on Reid again in the morning but right now he needed sleep.

...

It was nearly pitch black when Spencer woke again and as he lookd around paniced a hand grabbed his and he couldn't help jumping away from it.

"Reid, Reid it's me. Calm down you're okay, you're safe." It was Garcia.

"Oh." he said in a raspy voice. He slowly moved back towards her and tried to make his eyes focus. It was hard to see her in the dim light and he could only just make out her outline. Reid once again tried to clear his throat but ended up coughing uncontrollably. Garcia immediately moved to rub circles on his back whilst he tried to stop coughing. After a minute he stopped but his breathing was ragged. She continued to sit on the edge of his back with a hand on his back whilst he sat still obviously in pain.

"Are you alright?" she kew it was a stupid question to ask but she did it out of habit. He nodded in answer, not trusting his voice. As he sat there and breathed heavily he noticed a familiar scent. He looked towards his friend and realised that it was her.

"Vanilla." he said quietly.

"What?" she asked confused.

"You smell like vanilla." he said probably not expecting anything further on the subject but she continued anyway.

"Yeah, it's my perfume. I bought it the other day." she explained. He sat back slightly and shut his eyes whilst taking in a deep breath. He let the sweet smell fill overwhelme his senses and he felt safe and protected in its embrace. She moved away from him and back to the seat by Reid's bed which she was previously sitting on.

"I'm so sorry Reid." she said her eyes filling with tears at her friends broken state.

At this Reid was confused. The unsub might've targeted her but it was not like she could've done anything to stop him, it wasn't her fault that she got a job that he wanted. "Why?" he asked.

"I...I could've saved you." she whispered.

"No you couldn't have." he said confidently. She wished that someone would've told him the entire story so that she wouldn't have to.

"Yes I could've. It's my fault you're here. I had a choice."

"What?" he was completely lost now.

"Hotch, Morgan and another women were kidnapped as well. I had eight minutes to save three people and I didn't save you." he suddenly understood the purpose of the first timer in his prison. He was suddenly wrried about their welfare. He had seen Hotch but was Morgan alright?

"Are they okay?" he asked anxiously. She wanted to laugh at his selflessness.

"Aren't you mad at me?" she asked looking at him in the eye, trying to find a shed of hatred but finding none.

"No." he said matter of factly. "You did what you had to. It's not like you put us in there in the first place."

The tears overflowed from her eyes at this. She hadn't realised this but she wanted, no needed him to be mad at her. He moved to comfort her and took her hand in his and started speaking calming words. She looked at her hand and then back up at him.

"Calm down, it's okay. We're all safe."

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This is my last chapter so I'm sorry but there will be no more updates. Thanks for reading this to the end and reviewing it. I'm thinking of writing another Reid based story so please read that when I put it up xx

PS sorry for taking this off earlier, had ssome technical difficulties xx