I apologize in advance, this will be a short chapter.

I'm sorry, but the next one will be longer, I swear!

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Doctor Reese put the x-rays up, displaying images of Reid's bones to the team minus Gideon.

"Both arms have been broken at one point or another and the majority of those have healed nicely. However, his right wrist needs to be set."

The team looked at pictures of Reid's arms. White lines lined to bones like spider webs, swerving up his arms. JJ looked at the pictures, not believing what she was seeing. There was no way they had been broken so many times…

"His legs are fine and all of those have healed as well," explained the doctor. Her face turned grim. She put up the last pictures of Reid's chest.

"His ribs and collarbone however are not in good condition. They have been broken multiple times and the ribs set very poorly. I'm afraid many of them will have to be set."

Hotch cringed as he saw the breaks in his youngest team members' ribs. They were everywhere. Hotch could imagine Collins kicking Reid, deaf to his cries, refusing to answer to his pleads to stop. No wonder Reid was afraid of people touching him…

Morgan was the first to speak. "So what are you going to do?"

"Well, we definitely have to set the bones or else they will continue to cause him pain and discomfort."

"Will it hurt Spencer?" asked Morgan concerned. The last thing he wanted was for Spencer to think that the team was going to hurt him like Collins did.

"He will be asleep, but he won't be able to move much for the next couple of days. He will be in some discomfort but we will give him some beneficial medications."

The doctor left the room and Hotch ran a hand through his hair.

"Once he recovers from his operation we need to get Spencer out of the public hospital and into a protected area," said Hotch to the team.

"Why? The entire FBI team is protecting him," said Prentiss, looking confused.

"Spencer was right about one thing; Walter will not stop looking for him. And having him in a public area is not the best idea. Collins could walk in here anytime he wanted to and he could spot Spencer. No, we need to take him somewhere safer while we hunt Collins," stated Hotch before turning to Morgan.

"Derek, I need you to talk to Spencer before his operation and see if he can tell you anymore details about the house he was held in."

Morgan nodded and went to find Spencer.

"Prentiss and I will go back to the original house we visited and work our way around that area. Walter probably discovered it on one of his journeys out to his uncle's house, so it's most likely nearby."

Hotch turned to Garcia. "Garcia, I need you to check any homes in that area that are vacated or empty. Collins couldn't have held Reid hostage in an active home."

Penelope began to exit the room when she stopped and looked at the team. "You take care of my Sugar while I'm gone. Tell him I'll come by soon, okay?"

Hotch smiled. "Of course." He turned his attention to JJ.

"JJ, make sure the press doesn't find out about Spencer being found. The last thing we want is for Walter to discover the location of Spencer or that he is with us. For all Walter knows, he is still wandering outside on the road."

JJ nodded and went to make sure none of the crowds knew who Spencer was.

Hotch sighed in frustration. He refused to let Walter Collins get away from him a second time. Spencer deserved peace.

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Morgan entered the hospital room and looked at the sleeping form of his friend.

"He hasn't woken up yet?" he asked hopefully.

"No, not yet, but he has been having some sort of dreams. Not nightmare, I don't think," said Gideon thoughtfully.

Morgan studied Reid and realized what Gideon meant.

Reid was completely asleep but not thrashing around like he usually was. However, his eyebrows were pulled together, slightly strained and he was softly biting his lower lip. His knees were curled to his chest as far as they would go without Spencer being in pain from his chest. He whimpered gently once, and Gideon smoothed his hair, whispering soothing words. Reid's face lost some of the tension at Gideon's touch and he looked calm again.

"What's he dreaming about?" asked Morgan inquisitively.

"I think he's remembering," said Gideon turning to Morgan. "I think he will be able to help us now."

"You think he'll be ready to talk?"

"I think he is coming to terms with his situation and helping us catch Collins is the only way he can find peace. He always was stronger than he looked," voiced Gideon thoughtfully.

He surer was, thought Morgan, smiling down on his friend.

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Walter threw the lamp against the wall, smashing it into a hundred sharp deadly pieces.

HOW DARE HE? HOW DARE HE RUN AWAY FROM THE ONLY PERSON WHO CARED ABOUT HIM!

A vase smashed against the wall as Walter stormed across the house, letting his anger out.

When he got his hands on that fool, he was going to get it! He didn't realize, after all this time, that Walter was the only one who understood; who cared about Spencer; who loved him…

And how is he repaid? The idiot runs away! Walter had spent hours searching the roads and local places and buildings, but his boy was nowhere to be found. But he would find him and when he did…

As Walter threw the remote across the room, it turned the TV on. The newscaster was describing a serial murder case that was recently solved by the BAU unit from the FBI. Walter froze. He remembered watching coverage of that case a few days ago.

The damn boy must have heard his little blonde friend and gotten the idea of escape into his moronic head. False hope, however, because Walter was never going to let his Spencer go.

Walter stumbled out of the house and into a car. He would get his boy back, no matter what it took and no matter how many people had to go down fighting.

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Author's Note:

Wala! Hope you enjoyed. I know it was kind of short, but alas, not all may be long-ish…

I posted a CSI Criminal Minds crossover, so please read and review. It's only the first chapter but I'll try to update it tomorrow. It'll get better I swear, since it only just began.

By the way, WE REACHED 200 REVIEWS! I think we should have a party: a toast to the magnificence of SSA Dr. Spencer Reid. Hip-hip- horray!

With love, MissdaVinci77