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Garcia's hands shook as she held the knife over Reid's body. No longer did she try to hinder the tears that fell from her eyes, the sobs that escaped her lips. Her mind was spinning, she felt sick as bile rose in her throat.

What had she done? Had she saved Reid or had intervening only make things worse?

She couldn't help but feel tremendous guilt, and her fear only increased with every moment. She felt like she couldn't breath, like she was suffocating. Her heart thudded madly in her chest.

"We're waiting." Ben pressed. Garcia didn't know what to do, she didn't move and squeezed her eyes shut. JJ cried out from behind her as Ben forced the butt of his gun into her temple. Garcia listened, her body shook, but she did not move.

"Come on!" Ben yelled. "Would you just do it already?" Garcia cried harder, quivering when JJ cried out once more. She couldn't do this. She couldn't. Not to Reid. Not to her baby. She had done enough to him, he was in enough pain, would he survival any more?

Garcia opened her eyes when everything around her went quiet. She stared into Reid's face, wishing he would meet her gaze. But he wouldn't and he hadn't since she had arrived. He was staring at the ceiling, his eyes glassy. His face lacked any emotion, expressionless.

"DO IT!" Ben roared. Garcia didn't dare turn around. Didn't dare move. Breath. "I said, DO IT!" But once again she did not listen. It wasn't that she was defying him, but that her own fear struck her petrified.

But then...

A shot rang out. Some one screamed.

"You fucking do it before I kill someone...else."

Everything around her seemed to dissolve into oblivion. She focused solely on Reid, and denied the truth of Ben's words. If she succumbed to the truth and discovered who that bullet had hit, it would kill her. Possibly kill them all.

Some one would die...someone else?

The knife hoover over Reid's chest, his frail battered body. No She thought I can't. I can't do this.

Her arm's went weak and fell to her side, the blade followed suit. "I can't do this." She cried. "Please don't make me do this."

She couldn't see Ben's face, but a smile resided. He chuckled softly. "Tsk tsk. Well that surely wont do."

"Please." Garcia begged, tears streamed like a current down her face. "Please I beg you. He's been through enough."

Ben sighed. "Miss Garcia. You either do this, or I put another bullet in Agent Morgan over here." He cocked the gun. "Your choice."

Morgan. She thought. He shot...Morgan.

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She gripped the handle tightly, turning her knuckles white. She brought the blade back over his chest and closed her eyes. This wasn't a game anymore, had it ever been? It was a matter between life and death. She had to do this, if not for herself, but the others. They would die if she didn't.

A loud cry of frustration echoed through the small room, suddenly. Garcia didn't recognize it as her own. "I can't!" She shrieked. "I CAN'T FUCKING DO THIS!" She threw the knife down and threw her face in her hands, screaming and crying.

They would all die, everyone last person that she loved, all because of her.

"It's okay."

Garcia looked up in shock, gasping when she finally met Reid's hazel gaze. He smiled slightly, upturning his lips just the slightest, seemingly trying to reassure her.

She smiled back through her tears, knowing that this, that he knew, that she knew, that this needed to happen.

The smile didn't leave his face, when she picked up the knife, nor did it reach his eyes. His eyes remained dull, glassy, blank. Bare of any emotion, any life. But he stared at her, staring deep. The intensity of it, he seemed to be seeing inside her, staring inside sole.

"Do it." He said again. "It's okay."

It was what Garcia needed as to proceed. She nodded, hindering her sobs, swallowing her pain. Taking control.

"Now!" Ben yelled. "Or someone..." But his words were lost to oblivion. For one last moment, Garcia retained Reid's gaze and she nodded, swallowing. Reid stared back, eyes reddening.

"Do it." A single tear ran down his cheek.

Garcia lowered the knife towards his chest until the tip touched his skin.

Reid looked away, his face once again becoming expressionless as Garcia began carving the 'C'.

She could see it in his eyes: she was killing him.

"I'm so sorry Reid. I'm so sorry."

But she didn't stop.

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