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Reid and Morgan didn't return to the court room. They were now at a park bench eating some food. Reid had to admit that he felt a little better after talking with Morgan but he didn't have the energy or emotional stability to go back into that courtroom. He munched on his fries and began to enjoy a full stomach. He hadn't been eating properly for the last few days and with each bite of the food he was eating, he felt a little better.

"It's nice to see you eating properly," Morgan smiled.

"I feel better after our talk and I think some of my appetite came back," Reid shrugged before he grabbed his drink and took a large gulp. "Thanks for calming me down back there. I just lost it."

"You had everything reason in the world to lose it. Being in that courtroom was a big step for you, don't forget that. You managed to stay in control for a long time and I'm proud of you for that. I know being in that room was one of the hardest things you have ever had to do. Again, kid. I'm sorry that you lost your mom and dad like that."

"I'll be honest. I don't think that I'll ever truly get over the pain of losing them but I want to get back to normal. I feel like I've been trapped in this hole and I've tried to get out but every time I try, I get pushed back in. I tried to hide inside my mind and while that protected me for a while, it was dangerous and stopped me from moving on. It's messed up a lot for me."

"Things that get mixed up, can always be fixed," Morgan said. "With some time, we can try bring some order back into your life."

"I hope so," Reid sighed. "So, to another issue. I need to talk about something else. How is my temp replacement doing?"

Morgan chewed slowly for a moment before straightening up. "We don't have a temp."

Reid dropped his french fry. "I'm not eating another bite until you tell me the truth. The bureau wouldn't keep my job open for this long. I know I still have it but I also know that a temporary agent must have stepped in during my absence."

Morgan sighed. "He is only filling in till you come back. He knows that and he understands what you are going through and why you need time away from the BAU. His name is Logan Truman. We didn't tell you because we didn't want to upset you."

"I'm not upset," Reid sighed. "It's the logical process of things and the BAU still needs to find and hunt unsubs. I'm just happy that they want me back when I'm better."

Morgan was surprised at Reid's response to finding out about Logan. It did show him that him that Reid was able to process change a little better. Reid picked up another french fry and chewed it.

"You eat like a rabbit," Morgan chuckled.

Reid threw one of the fries into Morgan's face and laughed. Morgan looked up. "Really, Reid? We are going there."

Morgan picked up a small chicken bite and threw it at Reid's face. He chuckled and clapped his hands as Reid caught the small chicken bite in his mouth and began to chew it. Reid grinned and felt happier than he had for a while. He liked his mind being away from the bad memories.

Hotch made his way across the grass at the park. Morgan had texted him where he had taken Reid. As he walked to them, he noticed Reid and Morgan playing a game on a phone. Reid laughed as they lost the game. He wondered what Morgan had done during the few hours the trial had gone on for.

"Hey," he said simply.

"How did everything go?" Morgan asked.

"After you took Reid from the court, they prevented Michaels from talking again. He began laughing and it was scaring some of the female Jury members. They watched the rest of the tapes, the ones with Reid. Long story short, he got life without any chance of parole. He will spend the rest of his life rotting in a high security prison. He wasn't giving the death sentence as the judge deemed it too easy for him. He wanted him to live with what he has done."

Morgan noticed that Reid had remained silent and kept playing the game on the phone. "Kid, are you okay?"

Reid nodded and took a deep breath. "I'm okay."

"How do you feel about the sentence?" Hotch questioned.

"He isn't going to die and he'll be locked away for the rest of his life. I didn't want him to get the death sentence because it was the easy way out for him. Prison isn't a nice place to go to and he will be there till he dies. I'm happy with the sentence. He can live the rest of his life knowing that I'm out here, alive, while he's trapped behind bars that he will never escape."

"Did I miss something while I was in that courtroom?" Hotch said as he looked at both of them. Reid had changed and seemed calmer since he'd been dragged from the court.

"We had a talk," Morgan smiled. "A good one. He knows about Logan."

"Oh."

"It's okay, Hotch. I understand you bringing in a temporary agent. The team needs help now that I'm gone for a while. I'm okay with it."

"What kind of talk did you have?"

"One where things got released and one where the truth came out," Morgan smiled.

Reid hit the table and pushed the phone to Morgan with a smile. "Completed it."

Morgan looked at the game on the phone. "Son of a-."

Reid sat in the backseat with the window down. He enjoyed the wind against his face and liked watching the sun as it began to set. He closed his eyes and let his mind go back.

Reid sat on the front porch with his mother, they were both reading books with a cup of lemonade each. He was twelve years old. He turned each page, absorbing the words with only a glance. He looked up to see his mother smiling at him. "What?" he asked her.

"You're such a special boy, Spencer," she smiled. "The day you came into this world, the day it was saved."

"I'm not that special, mom. I'm just me."

"You put yourself down," she shook her head. "Spencer, you have an incredible mind and a kind spirit. You are going to do such great things in the world. I don't want you to ever think you're not special. You are a gift to this world and more importantly, you are a gift to me."

He put down his book. "I hope my gift can help you get better."

She scooted closer to him and put her arm around him. "I don't get many days like this but I want you to know that my illness is not your responsibility. I want you to use your gifts for what you want to do."

"I want to help you get better. That's what I want."

He hugged her and felt her rest her head on his head. "I love you, mom. I just want you to get better."

"I love you too, Spencer. I just want you to be happy."

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