Hotch half ran across the parking lot, Morgan only steps behind him.
He stopped the first staff member he saw. The nurse pointed him towards a room at the far end of the hallway. A uniformed officer was standing in the doorway.
"Special Agent Hotchner." He flashed his badge at the officer. "This is Special Agent Morgan."
"Derek Keeley."
"You found him?"
Keeley nodded. "My partner and I."
"Don't touch me." A familiar voice shouted inside the room.
Keeley shook his head. "Your guy is seriously tweaked out."
"When did he become aggressive?"
"About half an hour ago. Probably coming down off whatever it is."
"You don't know?" Morgan asked.
"Nope. Doc needs a blood sample to run the tox screen but his patient is being less than cooperative."
"Reid's not very comfortable with people touching him." Hotch commented. "Even when he's lucid."
"Doc wants to put him in restraints."
"Let us try to calm him down." Hotch suggested.
"Knock yourself out." Keeley stepped out of the way.
Hotch pulled off his suit jacket, leaving it on a chair in the hallway. Morgan followed his example.
"Reid." Hotch said calmly as he entered the room. "It's Hotch. Morgan's with me."
Reid was backed into the far corner. His face was twisted in both anger and fear. It made Hotch think of a trapped animal.
"Stay away from me."
"No one's going to hurt you, Reid." Hotch moved slowly towards him.
"Don't come near me." Reid hissed.
"You know I'm not going to hurt you, Reid."
"I don't know. I don't remember."
"Reid, focus. You know who I am. You know I'm a friend."
"I don't know you."
"Yes you do." Hotch stopped only a couple of feet away. "Look at me."
Reid slowly looked at up.
"My name is Aaron Hotchner. Everyone calls me Hotch. Do you remember?"
"No."
"Your name is Spencer Reid."
"I don't remember. I don't remember you." Reid looked away, his voice breaking. "I don't remember me."
He slid down the wall, curling up in a ball.
"Help me." He sobbed.
Hotch knelt down, pulling Reid into his arms. "That's why I'm here." He whispered.