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Jamie startled awake from her nightmare only to see Spencer laying next to her asleep with his arms wrapped snugly around her. She felt the tears fall down her face as she griped spencers shirt in her hand weekly not wanting to let go of him for fear that this could all get ripped away from her.

Her stomach felt awful. Her head hurt. Her body was weak and the worst of the withdrawal symptoms had yet to come but nothing was worse than the idea that this could get taken away from her again. Her chest heaved as she choked out another sob. She felt the slender arms around her body pull her closer and begin to cradle her.

"It's okay Jamie, Go ahead and cry. It will make you feel better if you let it all out." Spencer's voice was raspy as he woke up. She had every right to cry for days on end if she wanted too, but he also knew that crying was a withdrawal symptom as well.

She couldn't stop crying. Her sobs became more forceful and louder. Her head throbbed with her heartbeat and her stomach had taken to doing backflips. She tried to focus on the soft circles being rubbed onto her back and the gentle rocking side to side distract her from the fear, from the memories, from the sickness she felt in her body.

Her eyes finally stopped dropping tears down her face and her breathing slowed. She felt like she had been crying for an eternity. Spence's t-shirt was soaked through where she had her face pressed against him.

She swallowed hard, "I-'Im Sorry."

"Don't be, Sweetheart." he petted her hair gently, looking up when his door pushed open more seeing JJ peak her head in.

"I brought you some water. Thirsty?" JJ asked gently, holding the glass out to her.

Jamie took it in both hands nodding and took a sip. She kept sipping slowly until all the water was gone. Handing the cup back to JJ. "Thanks"

"Is there anything I can get you sweetheart?"

Why did he have to ask that. YES! Get me a shot! Please. You can beat this you do not need a shot. You do not need to be high. Yes we do! Yes I would do anything Quinn asked right now for it, and you know you would too.

"Drugs" Jamie blurted out impulsively, eyes widening that she actually said that.

JJ and Spencer shared a concerned look, not sure what to say.

"Jamie, I know how hard this is but you don't want that. I know you don't" spencer said calmly

Oh so now he knows what we want? What I want?! Who does he think he is. SHUT UP! He is taking care of us and I am a handful enough as it is! Don't ruin this or we will have to go back to Quinn. We would get drugs then so that's a bonus.

"Jamie, you need to calm down. You are hyperventilating." Spencer watched her chest rise and fall in rapid desperate heaves.

"I can't breathe." Jamie sputtered. "I don't, I don't know what's, what's wrong with me!"

"Nothing is wrong with you Jamie," JJ said soothingly kneeling down by the bed.

Liar.

Jamie saw the room start spinning, she felt like her body was floating, until she felt the hardness of Reid's chest pressed up against her back. She didn't realize he had moved them to a chair.

"Jamie, sweetheart, try to match my breaths okay? Nice and slow. You are safe, and you have a family to help you through this. Just breathe." Spencer kept his voice low and even, he took long deep breaths and paid close attention to hers. He watched as her breathing started to slow little by little.

"That's it Jamie." Reid took her wrist gently in his grasp, finding her pulse. Still high but slowing down as her breathing stabilized. "I've got you. You are safe. Just focus on my breathing okay?"

Jamie nodded her head slowly. She still felt light-headed resting her head back against him, eyes shut gently. .

Morgan stepped into the room quietly.

Spencer gently mouthed a "shhh" so Morgan knew to be quiet and not startle her. He took a place standing still in front of Reid's dresser watching Jamie slowly calm down.

JJ looked worried. She had no idea what sent Jamie into a panic and the fact she had asked for drugs showed her how difficult a healing process would be. She wondered if they could really pull her through this.

Once Jamie had calmed down again she felt embarrassed. She truly didn't want to feel anymore. Every inch of her being felt like a raw nerve.

"Want to watch a movie, Jamie? We can move to the couch and put something on that you love and you can watch or sleep? Does that sound nice?" Spencer asked gently petting her hair smiling softly at the slow gentle nod against his chest.

He carried her gently to his living room sitting her down on the couch next to him. "What do you..." he saw her face panic at the idea of having to choose, "I think we should watch Tangled. I know how much you love that movie and it's super cute."

Jamie nodded smiling slightly. She had forgotten all about the things she liked and It was nice to be reminded by someone who clearly noticed.

Spencer clicked it on and looked over at Morgan and JJ who just looked exhausted and out of place not really having much to do, "Go home you two. I know you guys all insisted but I will call if we need anything for the rest of the night, and you can stop in again tomorrow."

Morgan shook his head no, but then thought about it, "Spencer. I mean it. You call if you need anything."

"I know I know" said the genius as he rolled his eyes slightly.

JJ looked at Jamie worried about her feeling uncomfortable without another woman around but knew that she clearly felt the safest with Spencer. It was so plain the way she clung to him like he was her lifeline.

"Alright, goodnight Jamie, night Spencer," the other agents made their way out of the apartment.

Spencer looked down at the red-headed girl watching the screen, eyes drooping slightly, snuggled up to him with her head pressed right against his heart. He kept his arms around her as they watched the movie in silence.

Jamie felt so drained by everything. She could feel herself falling asleep but she didn't want to. She fought it so hard.

Spencer watched her eyes shut and then snap back open and repeat. He adjusted the way he was sitting careful not to disturb her too much and rested his head gently on top of hers.

When her breathing deepened and her eyes no longer forced their way open he couldn't help but say what he had wished he had said a long time ago. Barely above a whisper in the dark quiet living room Spencer whispered, "I love you Jamie."

He drifted off to sleep again with her in his arms.

Quinn paced the floor of the apartment he was in. She had been out of his grasp for far too long while they laid low and waited for the Boss' orders. He was scheming how he would take her again and how exactly he would make her suffer for her poor decision of going with them. He hoped he planted enough distrust in her team members, the main one being her stupid "adopted" father. He smiled remembering how she would call out for him to save her and the stroke of pure evil that had ensued when he told her he was the one behind all this. From that point on anyone he talked to on the phone about her he referred to as Hotch, it was great when he knew he was talking to her biological dad, and would tell him about how she begged for him knowing full well what he was doing to her. He wanted to make her so broken and so afraid that she would struggle to find the life she once knew even if she was able to return to it.

"I am tired of waiting. I want my pet back" he grumbled to himself looking out the window at the dark sky of DC.