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Three months later

Reid wheeled himself through the lobby of the BAU, his hands protested the movements but he knew he had to push past the tight feeling in his hands. He had to use his hands to get them back to their best and to normal, his physical therapist had drilled into him that he wasn't allowed to walk. He wheeled into the elevator and found no-one else in the elevator which pleased him slightly. He pressed the button for his floor and sighed slightly as the doors closed. He knew that he was doing better mentally and physically but the last three months had not been easy for him. The damage in his legs had been worse than he and the doctor had thought and his legs had required more surgery. His legs were still healing and he was confined to the wheelchair. He was still on medical leave from the BAU which he found annoying and lonely. The team had been busy for the last week. He had barely seen Garcia and Morgan for the week. Reid just wanted to get back to normal, he wanted to get back to work and forget what had happened to him.

Reid jolted from his thoughts when the elevator doors opened to reveal the BAU floor. Reid wheeled himself out quickly, he hated the stares as fellow agents recognised him. Reid made his way through to the bullpen, thanking the women who opened the door for him. Reid turned the corner and entered the bullpen, he smiled slightly when he saw Morgan and Emily both with paperwork. They couldn't sneak it to him any more.

Reid wheeled over to them as quietly as he could, he wheeled behind Morgan and tapped him on the shoulder. Morgan whipped around and let out a big smile as he saw Reid.

"Busy with paperwork," Reid smirked. Morgan dropped his pen immediately and turned his chair. Emily also got up from her seat when she heard Reid's voice. She walked over to him and gave him a small hug before ruffling his hair.

"How have you been? Who brought you here?" Emily asked.

"I had to go to the hospital for them to check on the progress of my legs, I decided to come here in a taxi. The apartment has been feeling lonely," Reid explained as he wheeled his chair back slightly to face them better.

"You came here on your own?" Morgan question, worry filling his voice. "Reid, why didn't you call any of us to help you?"

"My hands are getting better and I need to use them, I need to get out of my apartment, I want to come back to work but the bureau won't let me. I didn't call because I know you have been busy this week. I'm doing much better, even Dr Rosen thinks so," Reid explained before giving a small smile.

"How are the legs healing?" Morgan asked.

"Still have some time to go, they told me that once my legs are strong enough, I can start physical therapy."

"Any nightmares?" Morgan asked carefully.

"One or two but nothing too bad."

"Reid!" Garcia's voice shouted happily from behind Reid. Reid turned around to see Garcia rushing over to him. Reid turned the wheelchair to the side slightly as Garcia came over and hugged him tightly. Hotch, Rossi and JJ also appeared as Garcia withdrew from the hug.

"Hey Reid, what are doing here? Who brought you here?" Garcia asked.

"I came here on my own," Reid sighed, he hated the fact that no-one on the team thought that he was capable of leaving his apartment on his own. He was sick of being treated differently by people but it hurt him more when it was his own team doubting him.

"You are doing so much better," Garcia smiled.

"What are you doing here?" Hotch asked.

"To say hello, the apartment was feeling lonely and I was out anyway," Reid said. "How have things been here?"

"Busy," Hotch said.

"Did you find a temporary agent to fill in till I come back?" Reid asked.

"We are not replacing you Reid, we can manage till you return," Hotch said.

"Hotch, my legs still have some healing to do and then I have more physical therapy to undergo. I'm not allowed to return till the bureau authorise it. You need another agent to help you. I won't feel offended if you replace me with another agent. Strauss can't be taking this well," Reid said as he tried to make Hotch understand.

Reid had known for the a while that his position may be temporarily taken, he wasn't pleased about it but he was also aware of how much work the team had been receiving in the last month or so. Part of him feared being replaced permanently but he tried not to listen to that part.

"Let me deal with Strauss," Rossi said from behind Hotch.

"Reid, we are not replacing you because there is no-one out there who could replace you. You are a vital member of this team with unique skills that nobody can match. We are not replacing you and that is final," Hotch said with a slight smile on his face that confused Reid.

"You are irreplaceable, in more ways that this job. This team is a family and we don't replace family," Garcia lovingly explained.

"Thank you," Reid said as he accepted the team's words. They hit him deeper than he would admit, it was nice to know that he was unique and that the team still had faith in him.

"You all should get back to work, I see Strauss looking at us all," Reid said as he motioned to the upper staircase. Hotch looked over to Strauss and the two exchanged a brief glance before she returned to her office.

"I'll let you all get back to work, I'll see you soon," Reid said to them before he began to wheel back in his wheelchair. He barely made a turn before Garcia stopped him.

"What are you going to do for the rest of the day?" Garcia asked with a 'I can already guess look'.

"I'm not sure," Reid admitted. Garcia looked up at Hotch and then back to Reid.

"I'm officially snatching you for the day, you can stay with me until it's time to go home. It'll be just like old times," Garcia winked as she referred to the time he had been shot in the leg.

"I don't want to be in the way," Reid worried.

"You won't be," Garcia smiled before she stood behind Reid's wheelchair and took hold of the handles. "Morgan, can you give me a hand lifting it up the stairs?"

Hotch immediately stepped forward. "Garcia, I'll help lift Reid up the stairs."

Reid felt slightly embarrassed at the attention he was receiving but he knew he would lose any argument with the team.

Later that day

Garcia pushed Reid towards the elevator with Morgan at her side.

"When did he fall asleep?" Morgan asked as he watched Reid sleep in the wheelchair. Morgan could tell by the small circles under Reid's eyes that Reid had not been getting enough sleep.

"About half an hour ago, I'm surprised he didn't wake up when we lifted him down the stairs. Morgan, I'm worried about him. He seems so sad and withdrawn," Garcia said in a sad voice.

"He's okay baby girl, I think he needs to start talking. He is hiding more than he let's us see. I feel really guilty about not being able to be there for him the last week or so," Morgan said.

"It was a bad case. I feel so bad as well, I want to make it up to him. We need to help him more, he's lonely in that apartment," Garcia sighed.

"He'll get through this baby girl, we'll help him get through this."

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