After Morgan had built up the fire, the cabin warmed up enough to allow the team to remove their coats. JJ and Hotch made soup in a collapsible pot they brought. Morgan's phone rang checking it he found it was from Garcia. With a quick glance at Reid, he answered and put it on speaker

"Hey baby girl you're on speaker."

"My chocolate Adonis I was hoping to have tracked down Reid's phone and car but Reid does not believe in GPS and the last phone call I could trace was made in Washington DC. I will find them though never fear. I was hoping to speak with our genius."

"He's sleeping; it started snowing so we're staying the night. We'll be home soon though and then you can mother him all you want."

"Garcia Reid used the radio from a small two seater bi plane I need you to look up a list of plane crashes in the area." Hotch broke in

"I can do that, but it would help if I had more to go on, a lot of planes crash in the mountains."

"Sorry, the plane is in really bad shape and what remains has been overtaken by vegetation."

"I am on it, see you soon. " Garcia hung up

The conversation finished just as the soup finished cooking. JJ took the pot off the fire and Emily brought over bowls and spoons. JJ dished it out and put a bowl aside for Reid. No one wanted to wake Reid up, but he needed to eat. Rossi went over and gently shook him. Reid jerked awake and sat up he noticed the blankets and stroked them in wonder.

"Kid, the teams here remember, we're going to take you home tomorrow. Right now we've got soup for you." Rossi said gently and slowly

Reid slowly reached over and took Rossi's hand and traced the bandage. He shamefully looked down and quickly withdrew his hand. He tried to stand, Rossi helped him and together they went over to the fireplace. JJ vacated the log she was sitting on and handed him his bowl of soup and tried to hand him a spoon. He ignored the spoon and tried to drink his soup. It was so hot he spit it out into the flames.

"Spence, hold on." JJ said and poured some water into the bowl from a water bottle

Reid smiled at her and tried it again, taking a slow slip. Finding it safe he quickly finished it off and looked in his bowl dismayed to find it already gone. JJ took his bowl and went to give him the rest of the soup. He grabbed her arm,

"Don't it should be saved for tomorrow."

"Spence we have plenty of food and you also have you're soup as well."

While speaking she gently took her arm back and ladled the rest of the soup into his bowl, adding water as well. Handing it to him he devoured it as quickly as he had the previous one and leaned back against the chimney looking slightly sick. JJ left the hearth and took a seat next to Emily. He then took a drink of water from his bowl and sat in silent thought carefully keeping watch on the team.

Hotch walked over to the door, he had just reached it when Reid crashed into him. Hotch barely kept from slamming into the door and turned to try to steady Reid. Reid with amazing strength shoved him away from the door and leaned against it his stick held defensively in front of him. His eyes were wide with terror and determination, his body was shaking slightly.

"Spencer calm down, what's wrong."

Reid glared at him

"Okay Spencer, I won't open the door." Hotch said taking a few steps back

Reid lowered his stick and Emily guided him to the fireplace. JJ came over and wrapped a blanket around him and Rossi handed him the brandy they had brought. After taking a couple of swigs Reid calmed enough to explain

"It was the third night after I woke up in this cabin. Three hours after sunset I thought I heard a noise outside. I listened and realized it wasn't the wind which had died down. I opened the door and wind blew in along with snow. I fought to close the door. By the time I got it closed the fire had been extinguished. It was completely dark in the cabin, there was no light. I hurried over to the fireplace. I felt the wood and it was too damp to light. I dragged it out and put in the few logs I had brought in and kept safe against the chimney. I felt in my bag for the matches I had, my limbs almost too frozen too move by this point. Still I forced myself to move, ripping out some pages from the book I had been reading; I lit those and was able to set the logs on fire. It was a long time before I could fully feel my body again, or accept that I wasn't going to freeze to death."

After he finished, Reid took another sip of Brandy and curled up into an even tighter ball. The team looked at him in sympathy, especially Morgan and JJ who knew about his fear of the dark. Reid handed the brandy to JJ and yawned.

"Reid is their a toilet or something I could use?" Hotch asked

Reid pointed to the bucket by the fire, and moved to the other side of the cabin.

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