When Reid came to he groaned at the bright lights of the ER. He felt extremely thirsty as he slowly opened his eyes. JJ sitting next to him holding his hand. She was asleep as it seemed late. He slowly moved his head feeling extremely sluggish as flashing of what happened appearing in his minds eye. He saw his entire team was there all but Hotch dozing as he gasped out.

" Hotch.."

Aaron jerked his head up at the sound as the others jerked awake at the sudden noise. Hotch was on his feet and by the bed with the others in a flash.

" Damn it Reid you scared us" JJ's voice cutting off what ever Hotch was going to say. Spencer looked at her and flashed a very tired smile as he closed his eyes and squeezed her hand.

" Sorry…I saw Henry and Jack in the kid I couldn't let him die." He rasped as JJ choked back a sob and kissed his still cool hand as she understood. " What happened…why and I here did I pass out at the bridge?" he asked as he looked very confused and so very tired.

" You don't remember the police station and the ride back?" Rossi asked from the foot of the bed and Spencer looked like he was trying to remember.

" I smelt ozone" he said softly almost absentmindedly as he closed his eyes again and when he didn't open them again they sighed and went back to sitting.

Morgan rubbed a hand over his face as he looked towards Hotch and Rossi.

" Look I am just going to say it…but what is going to happen when the Director's find out about this?" he looked rather worried.

" We are just going to have to see this is not something that I ever even imagined being part of." He said and looked back where Reid lay.

The entire team walked into the New Orleans FBI office. They received a few looks but no one spoke to them as they were led to the elevators and taken up to the top floor. The elevator opened into a grand office that looked over the city. Reid was behind every one his eyes looking to his converse Chuck Taylors as they all were shown out but his head snapped up and to the right to the man who sat in the dark corner nearest the elevator and froze. No one else seemed to notice him as they walked in. The man was already looking at him. His dark eyes running down his body very slowly as Reid felt like he was being profiled. The man tilted his head and lowered it ever so slowly. His hands clasped right under his chin. His body relaxed, legs crossed at the knees. Elbows propped on the chair arms his body angled towards the directors desk.

" Dr. Reid"

The sudden call of his name making him jump his head turning towards who called it as it was the director. Spencer flushed but he could not help but glanced back at the man in the very well designed and tailored charcoal gray suit before turning his attention fully to him as he stepped forward.

" Sir?" His voice a bit off still after the power surge.

The entire team had turned to look back at him when Reid had not followed them all the way in and then they noticed the man that Reid was looking at with wide fear laden eyes before glancing at each other.

The three Directors all sitting at the desk. Moss, Flynt and Carbinoa. FBI, CIA and NSA respectively were looking to Reid with critical eyes. Moss speaking first.

" We were informed that two days ago Dr. Reid that you and your team were responsible for the death of a man by the name of Renki Jacobs, is this correct Dr. Reid?" he asked and motioned for them all to sit. Reid however did not sit as he was gripping his bag tight, he always had his bag. He nodded.

" Yes sir, Mr. Jacobs had kidnapped four year old Kevin Nixon from his own front yard" he stated. Hotch and the team speaking up in turn giving all of the info as the directors looked to them and took notes.

" And how did you come to figure out that it was Jacobs?" Carbinoa asked as he looked to him.

" He used the fake name of Joel Leaman" he explained what that meant exactly as the directors nodded.

" This is the first incident with your powers?" Moss asked and Reid frowned and rose a brow at the sudden change in questioning.

" I…Umm…"

" No" Hotch stated firmly as he looked to Reid who looked at him hurt flashing across his eyes but he lowered his eyes back to the floor and swallowed.

" I…do not use my powers on cases…but…I cant…" He frowned.

" I could not let that child die…" he said softly. And the room was silent for a moment. The man from the back corner speaking making everyone turned to him. Reid however did not as he eyes closed.

" It is because Dr. Reid is ungrounded…he will act more impulsively…more dangerously to do what he feels is the right thing to do." His deep southern gentleman accept smooth like butter as if he walked right out of Gone with the Wind, hell he almost looked like Clark Gable. The man stood and walked towards Spencer, Spencer turning to face him and had to crane his head back as the man was about 6'4 and looked down at him critically. He then moved around the team to the desk and looked out of the window for a moment before he looked back to them.

" Magic wielders…real wielders are rare…even rarer in the government…for obvious reasons." He said and Reid tensed. Moss frowned and looked to the BAU team.

" Dr. Reid,how long have you had these powers for?" he asked and Reid looked confused.

" I have always had them…" he said as he shrugged slightly.
" I have never been without them for as long as I can remember" he said and he cold remember a long ways back.

" We will need to test you Dr. Reid…it is important to know what type of wielder you are…" Dr. Fielding stated and the directors agreed.

" Types?" Rossi asked and the older Dr. Glanced at him and nodded.

" There are several types…they range from being able to sense danger to" he motioned to Reid.
" Full elemental control".

Reid flushed.

" I don't have a specific field I use…I…just do things" he said as Reginald rose a brow slightly. The three directors looking at him for explanation.

" Many elementals have raw power that can be used to do everyday task, much like you see in movies such as Star wars or some teen age witch movie." He stated and frowned that it had to be described like that. Hotch listened quietly, all of the magic talk sending a slight chill through him, his attention however going to Reid who looked like he had just shivered. He felt a desire to get closer to the younger agent as he was his responsibility. The directors making a few notes.

" Dr. Reid…you are lucky that Agent Connel is a healer…going ungrounded…how do you rid yourself of the pent up energy?" he asked as Reid flushed and fidgeted with his bag strap looking at the older man.

" I…um…cast a circle when it gets bad" he stated softly as the other man frowned clearly displeased. Hotch frowned at how it sounded that Reid was suffering from this power.

" And what do you suggest Dr. Fielding?" All three directors looking at him. He however was looking at Reid then the team.

" I think Dr. Reid should be taken off the field until he finds a proper grounder" he said firmly as Reid's eyes widened.

" But…but I'm fine…really" Reid suddenly pleaded but Dr. Fielding shook his head.

" I am sorry but it is my job to make sure that any wielder under government employment is properly grounded and is safe to work with. You think you can control it Dr. Reid but your body can not…like your mothers mind could not" he snapped and Reid suddenly went pale and sank into the seat that suddenly slid up behind him. How had he known about his mother, his eyes finding the older mans as he looked at him and then shook his head.

" My mother is a paranoid schizophrenic not a wielder" he said lowly but Fielding walked towards him, his face neutral.

" Your mother is a Class 1 wielder who refused to ground herself and the magic made her into what she is today, call it what you want Dr. Reid but I know Diana Reid, she was a good agent and I will be damned if her progeny goes to waste " he said as he looked down his nose at him before leaning down his face inches from the young doctor. Reid was in shock, the entire team in shock of that revelation. Reid's eyes then narrowing.

" If you knew her then you knew me…you know I had these powers and said nothing? Why so concerned now" he asked. A small smile forming on Reginald's lips as he looked into Spencer's eyes.

"Because you never showed any signs of being a wielder until now, aside from your genius level IQ, which we are sure is not caused by the magic…oh yes I know you very well Dr. Reid"