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Hotch thanked the nurse for letting him use the desk phone. He dialled Bennington, a number he knew after Reid had made him memorize it if anything happened to him in the field. He dialled the number and waited for someone to pick up. A friendly female voice came onto the line and put him through to Dr Norman. Music played for a few moments before Dr Norman's voice came on to the line.

"This is Dr Norman."

"Hello Dr Norman, this is Aaron Hotchner of the FBI, I'm Dr Spencer Reid's boss. I'm calling as I need to tell his mother of some news but I needed to speak with you to see if she is well enough," Hotch explained quickly.

"Oh, please tell me he isn't-" Dr Norman's voice said, it was full of worry.

"He isn't dead," Hotch said quickly.

"Oh thank god," Dr Norman sighed. "Is he okay? What happened?"

"You seem to care for Spencer a lot," Hotch said, his voice with a hint of surprise.

"He is a familiar face around here and he is well-known to other patients and the staff. I know how gifted he is and I know how much he cares for his mother," Dr Norman explained. "His mother is worrying about him, she hasn't received a letter from him for the last few days. What's happened to him?"

"I can't disclose everything but he got attacked in his apartment by a group of men, they beat him to near death but he was found in time to get rushed to the hospital. He has been in medically induced coma for the last few days but he is awake now. He has suffered a life changing injury. There was too much damage to his eyes and they had to get removed. Spencer is completely blind and he won't be able to see for the rest of his life. He wanted to me to tell his mother. Is she well enough to hear the news?"

"Oh my," Dr Norman said sadly. "Please send our prayers to him. He is such a gifted and good man, this shouldn't have happened to him. I'll have a nurse come to the phone with Diana. Please tell her gently. She is fairly lucid today but the nurse will be with her in case in anything happens. Don't be alarmed if the call ends abruptly."

"I understand."

"I'll put you through now," Dr Norman said.

Hotch waited for a minute or so before Diana Reid's voice came down the line.

"Hello, who is this?" she asked.

"Hello Mrs Reid," he began. "I'm calling you to talk about Spencer."

"Spencer!" she said urgently. "Is he okay? I haven't heard from him in the last few days. He always calls me every few days and he sends me a letter every day. I haven't got a letter from him at all."

"Mrs Reid, Spencer is in the hospital at the moment," he explained. "He got attacked in his apartment by some men. He got hurt and he has suffered some serious injuries. Ma'am, he suffered severe trauma to his eyes and they were removed. Spencer is blind. Please, I want you to know though that he has the entire team with him and we are going to help him through all of this."

"No," she cried down the phone. "He isn't blind. No! He loves to read. Oh god, my poor little boy."

Hotch listened intently as he heard the nurse trying to calm Diana down. Diana started to yell at the nurses and he heard a commotion on the other line. A male nurse came onto the phone.

"I'm sorry, Diana is being sedated. What news you told her has upset her."

"Okay, please tell her she can call me at any time to talk about Spencer again. I'll have a member of my team send some contact details. Please tell her that I am sorry."

Hotch placed the phone down and disconnected the call, he ran his hand through his hair and felt the events of the last few days weigh down on him more and more. Walking back to the room, he pushed the door open but stopped as he took the sight in front of him. A gentle smile came onto his lips as he watched Garcia read to the young genius. He walked over to the bed and sat in the chair next to it. He saw the smile on Reid's lips and felt comforted by the fact that after everything Reid had been through, he could still smile. After seeing that smile, his main priority was making sure more books got brought to the hospital.

"How did she take it?" Reid asked. "I heard you come back in Hotch."

"She had trouble hearing the news. Dr Norman and the staff at Bennington send their prayers to you and hope you get well. Garcia, email our contact details to Dr Norman, I said Diana can call us when she is capable."

"She deserves a son better than me," Reid said.

"Reid, she loves you and you are the best son in the world. She's worried because she hasn't received any letters from you for the past few days and because she hadn't got a call from you. Do you want to write a letter to her? You can talk and we'll do the writing," Hotch offered.

"Please, she will worry if she doesn't get a letter. It isn't healthy for her to get upset," Reid agreed.

Daniel

Daniel felt the pull of the real world as he began to wake up. He heard a small thud and opened his eyes. He had barely risen from his bed when a piece of rope got wrapped around his throat. He yelped as he got pulled from the bed and to the fall. His eyes widened as he took in the faces of the men he knew had attacked Spencer. He also saw the dead bodies of the agents that got assigned to protect him.

"Hello Daniel," Noah Wilkinson smiled. "We finally found you."

Daniel felt the rope around his throat loosen enough for him to talk. "Go to hell, you prick!"

"Always feisty," Noah laughed before look at his men. "Wouldn't you agree boys?"

"After everything he has done, I'm surprised any organisation out there would listen to him," Jacob Roman said. "You are no better than us. You're a killer and criminal. You're not a good guy."

"Yes, I am. Everything I did was to catch you and the others," Daniel said while struggling. "I can't wait for you to get caught. You got one hell of a beating heading your way after what you did."

"You mean after what we did to Spencer?" Bobby mused as he held the rope around Daniel's neck. "He cried a lot when we were beating him. I tell ya, he can take a beating though. I hear he is blind now. What a shame."

"Mother-" Daniel began to say before the rope got pulled tighter.

"There is that anger we just love to see," Jack smirked before he brought a large knife from out of his belt. "Your friend Spencer is going to die and this is the knife I'm going to cut his pretty little throat with. The best thing is, he won't even see me coming."

"Leave him alone," Daniel wheezed. "You'll never get to him. He's protected."

"So were you but we still dealt with that problem quick enough," Bobby said. "We are taking you with us to a nice little place. We are going bring a dead Spencer to you and then we are going to carve and make his body into something from a monster movie. We'll dump it back to his team. All of this is your fault and when we get done with the rest of that team, we're gonna put you in a lot of pain for a long time."

"No!" Daniel grunted.

"Oh yes," Noah said with an excited tone in his voice. "All though first thing is first, we need to give you a little pain."

Daniel struggled as Bobby yanked the rope preventing him from making any noise. Jack kneeled next to Daniel and stabbed the knife into his leg. Daniel let out a high wheezy screech as the knife ripped into his leg.

"We have so much more fun to have with you and so much more fun to have with your little buddy Spencer," Jack grinned before twisting the knife gently.

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