Hey everyone, here is the next chapter for you all. I hope you enjoy this chapter. We are going back into the dark zone for the next few chapters but the good kind of dark zone for Reid. I'm updating Connection again tomorrow. I'm super addicted to writing that. It will be a nice long chapter for you all. I know you all like them. I have a one shot but I'm debating about putting it up. It's rated M, nothing too graphic in it but I'm just debating. If you see a one shot tomorrow, it means I decided to post it. Enjoy this chapter. You are all so lucky that this are not audio fics. I have a sort throat and I sound like a chipmunk.

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A few weeks later

Kyle sat in his cell, reading a book he knew was one of Spencer Reid's favourites. He was happy with the damage that Jake had done to the young man's mind. A small knock to his cell barely brought his attention from his book. He knew there was a man outside of his cell. "Can I help you?"

"You like to hurt people. I want to ask you a question."

"I don't socialize with people like you."

His cell suddenly clinked open. He looked up as the man slid the barred cell open and walked in. Kyle rose up to his feet. The large man smiled before thrusting a shank into Kyle's stomach. Kyle tried to scream out but a hand slammed over his mouth.

Kyle could do nothing but wait for death as the man continued to stab him.

"This guy is dead," the guard said as he checked Kyle for a pulse. "Do we know who did it?"

The other guard shook his head. "Everyone was in the yard from this block. This guy doesn't go out with them though. He just sits and stays in his cell, we gave him permission. I have no idea who did this."

"Christ, the warden is not going to like this. Get the team down here, we need to get this body out of here."

Reid held the documents in his hand as he walked up to JJ's house. He knocked on the door and smiled as she opened it. "Hey, JJ."

"Spence, what are you doing here? Please, come in."

Walking into the house, Reid smiled as he saw Henry and Will playing fort in the living room. JJ laughed gently next to him. "Will is King of the fort while Henry is the prince. Dinner will be ready in half hour. Do you want to join us?"

"I'm okay," Reid said before holding out an envelope to JJ. "I came by to give you this."

JJ took the envelope and opened it. Her jaw dropped slightly as she looked at the piece of paper. "Oh my god!"

Will came into the room after telling Henry to play on his own for a few minutes. "What is it, honey?"

JJ looked up at Reid. "Spence, we can't possibly take this."

"Yes, you can. Besides, it isn't for you."

He looked into the living room to see Henry colouring in a flag. "It's for him."

"This is $60,000," Will said in shock.

"It's a fund I set up for him. It will continue to gain money each year. By the time he is ready to go to college, he'll be all set. I want him to have a good life and I don't want him to have to worry about his future. I don't want you to worry. It's under my name but it can get transferred to you at any time."

"Spence, your mother left that money to you."

"She did but, I don't need it. I have plans for the rest but I want Henry to have this. He's my godson and I want to give him this."

Reid let out a large grin as JJ threw her arms around him and hugged. "Thank you so much!"

Will shook Reid's hand once he finished hugging JJ. "Thank you, Spencer. This means so much to us."

"You are staying for dinner and I won't take no for an answer," JJ said. "You are staying. Please, stay."

Reid nodded. "Okay, I'll stay."

Reid walked into work the next morning to see the entire team already gathered in the BAU room. He walked up the stairs and entered the room. He noticed a look of shock on their faces. "What's wrong?"

Morgan was the first to step forward. "Reid, Kyle Grenson is dead. Murdered in his cell yesterday. We only got the call today. They don't know who did it."

"Oh my god," Reid gasped. "He's dead. He can't hurt us anymore."

"He got stabbed repeatedly with a shank. He bled to death. He can't hurt any of us, ever again, kid."

"I don't know what to feel," Reid said. "I feel a lot safer."

"We all do," Garcia said gently. "I do, as well."

"He can't hurt us anymore," Reid breathed with relief.

Three weeks later

Reid sat in the interview room. The files in front of him. He was interviewing a prisoner again. He had more questions for him. He stood and watched as the prisoner got led into the room and placed in the chair. "You don't need to keep the restraints on."

The guard removed the restraints and left the room.

"Hello again, Kevin."

"Hello, Dr Reid."

"I have some more questions for you. This session isn't being recorded as none of this is relevant to any current cases. Like before, I'm only here to ask you some questions for research. I trust everything is going well."

"Everyone is on edge since a prisoner got murdered a few weeks ago," Kevin said. "Then again, it's not the first time something like this has happened."

"Prison is a dangerous place. You will be getting out soon. You'll be out of danger."

"I'm looking forward to my release. I have a wife and daughter out there."

"Well, I'm sure you will be able to provide for them when you get out."

Reid continued with the interview, asking all the questions he had in his file. It was an hour later that he finished. He closed the file and looked at Kevin. "They are fine, by the way. Your little girl has started riding her bike. I checked on them, like you asked."

"Thank you," Kevin smiled. "Look, no-one can find out what I did."

"They won't. I also took care of the man who tried to hurt your little girl. He isn't going to make bail and he's been convicted from other charges connected with other victims. Thank you for doing what you did for me. You have no idea the pain he had caused myself and my family. The only trace of any of this is you and me."

"I don't want to lose my family," Kevin said. "I just want to put this behind me. I understand how much it hurts to lose your mother in a horrific way."

"There is some money waiting for you in a P.O box, number 46, at the office near your home. The code is your daughter's birthday."

"I didn't ask for any money," Kevin said in confusion. "Putting away the bastard who tried to hurt my little girl was all I wanted."

"Just take it. Pay off what you need to and use the rest for your family. This is the last time you will see me. From this point, you can't contact me. We would both be placed in prison if people found out. My advice is to fulfill your probation and then move somewhere nice and quiet."

"That is some good advice," Kevin nodded. "Why did you ask me to do this? I understand some of your reasons but you are an FBI agent, you're supposed to wait for the justice system to do its job."

"Honestly, I'm starting to lose my faith in the system. Look at what happened with your daughter, she was almost hurt by that man because he'd been released on probation. Kyle ordered my mother's death, ordered a man to rape my best friend and almost killed me. He deserved to die."

"I couldn't agree more," Kevin said before standing up. "Thank you, Dr Reid. For everything."

Reid shook Kevin's hand. "No, thank you. I hope you have a good life after you get released. Goodbye."

Standing outside on his balcony, Reid took a sip of his brandy. He knew he had crossed a line but he didn't care. He had not killed Kyle himself. His future was secure now. The secret of what he'd done, now his to keep till the grave. His soul was still intact. He had plans for Jake but he had to wait. He couldn't have Kyle and Jake dying so close together. It would draw too much suspicion to him. Especially from the team. Looking at the starry night, he smiled.

"Good things come to those who wait," Reid smiled before finished his brandy. "I'm not letting it go. I'm coming for you, Jake."

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