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"Can I talk to Reid alone?" Morgan asked Garcia. "We just need to talk. It won't take long."

"Is that okay with you?" Garcia asked Reid. "I'll be right outside and the moment you need me, you can just call for me."

Reid nodded but stayed silent. He took his hand away and began to fiddle with the blanket that Garcia had put over him. Garcia got up from the bed and kissed him on the cheek. "Do you want anything? Tom is heading out to get some food soon and he won't mind getting you some stuff."

"I have a chain necklace with a silver square locket on it. It's back at the warehouse. Can someone go and get it? I'll explain later but it means a lot to me. Tom knows where it is. I left it there because I didn't want to lose it when I went on the job."

"I'll have him collect it," she smiled gently. "I'll also have him get you some Starbucks. How about that?"

"Anyone tell you that you are an angel?" Reid smiled at her.

"Only most of the known world," she laughed. "See you soon. I'll be right outside the door."

"Okay," he said quietly. She left the bedside and made her way over to Morgan.

"You be good to him, Derek Morgan. Don't incur my wrath," she said before kissing his forehead. "Do you need anything?"

"Make that two Starbucks."

"You got it."

Morgan watched her leave. He picked up his chair and moved it to the side of the bed. He noticed the way that Reid shrank away from him. He didn't blame the kid after everything he had gone through. "I won't hurt you, Reid."

"I think we both know that you already did," Reid said. "It's just a good thing I improved my skill set. I saw the look in your eyes when we were in that fight. You were intent of breaking my legs if it meant you got Garcia back."

"How else did you expect me to react? You took one of the most important women in my life. I haven't seen you in two years and when I do see you for the first time, you shoot me. I didn't know what you were going to do with her or if you were going to hurt her. I love that woman and I felt like I had failed her when you took her."

"I would never hurt her!" Reid said loudly as he tried sit up in anger. He winced and let out a small whimper. Morgan stood up and put his hands on Reid's shoulders to guide him back to the bed. Reid hit his hands away. "I don't need your pity. I'm not weak."

"I never said you were," Morgan sighed. "You've been hurt and you can't aggravate your injuries too much. Especially, your internal ones. You might break the stitches and causing some bleeding."

"I think we both know I can survive major bleeding after what happened."

"Do you think you are weak because you got raped again?"

"What do you think, Derek?"

"You are not weak and my face shows that. The old Reid I knew two years ago couldn't have done this. You kicked my ass. I'll admit to that. Johnson set a trap with Dante. A trap that you could not have known about. You got drugged and you couldn't fight him."

"I wasn't the first time though," Reid said angrily. "I got strapped to a bed where some sick fuck decided to rape me and call me his whore over and over again. Johnson watched that time and when I could finally see again, I saw him in the corner and he was smiling. I killed the guy who raped me and I enjoyed it. I watched the light in eyes go out and spat on him. You have no idea how much it hurt the second time he did it. He made me look in his eyes the entire time and when he finished, I saw the look of sick glee in his eyes. He was so rough and it felt like he was ripping me open."

Reid put his hand to his hair and grabbed a fistful. "It still hurts."

Morgan put his arms around Reid.

"No! No!" Reid shouted at Morgan as he fought against the hug. Morgan didn't let go, not this time. "I don't want your help! Stop it!"

"You're not weak and I know how it feels," Morgan said. "You're not weak," he repeated.

Reid fought for a few seconds more because he finally gave in and began to cry. "Why d-do you care?" Reid cried.

"I'm your big brother, that's why. No matter what has happened, I'll always be that."

Hotch finished putting the last shovel of dirt in the ground before he sat down. Blake, JJ and Rossi had left at his request. He sat next to the disturbed dirt and stared at it. He expected part of himself to feel disgusted at what he had just done but he didn't. He just felt pure relief. This man could never hurt Reid again. He would never put another family through the pain they had gone through. They were going to burn the building down. It was the only way to destroy all evidence if anyone came looking for any evidence. Reid's blood was all over the place, he shivered as he remembered the blood in the cupboard and the small trail leading to the bathroom.

Johnson was buried far enough away so that if anyone investigated the fire on the building, they wouldn't find Johnson.

This was a secret that would be kept till the day they all died. It was also a secret that would always keep them together.

"How is my mom?" Reid asked as Morgan sat on the edge of the bed. Reid had cried for near an hour before he had calmed down. They knew there was much more work to be done concerning the past but Reid needed to recover before that could happen. One thing at a time.

"She's okay. She misses you like crazy but Garcia goes out to Bennington at least one a month and she spends some time with your mom. She let us see some of the letters, I noticed that you didn't leave a trace of where you were. We stuck to your story. She still thinks that you are deep undercover."

"I miss her too," Reid nodded. "I never want her to know what really happened. It would kill her. I can't see her again. I've done too much to ever come back or start fresh."

"Don't say that," Morgan said. "We'll find a way."

"It's okay. I got Jake and Tom, they'll look after me. Well, I'll look after them. Jake always needs something stitched up."

"They care about you a lot," Morgan said. "You could see that clearly when we were looking for you. They even said we could take them to prison, but we had to help get you back first."

"Honestly," he said. "They saved my life. I got really lost and I kept drinking and drinking. I had some bad thoughts and I was reckless. I even had a few one night stands."

"Naughty boy," Morgan smiled. A knock came at the door. Garcia and Tom walked in. She passed him the locket. It was a plain thin silver box locket. He took it and held it tightly in his hands.

"That must mean a lot to you," Garcia smiled.

"Are you going to tell them?" Tom said.

"Tell us what?" Morgan questioned.

Reid opened the locket and held it open in his hands. There was a picture of a little girl, no older than a year. "It's important to me because it belongs to a woman called Luna. She was one of the women I had a one night stand with when I was drinking. I actually spent a few days with her and we a good time." He pointed to the picture. "This is Penelope, my daughter."

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