AN: Sorry for the wait guys! I've been writing another fic and I'm very proud of it I hope you guys will like it I'm just making a few chapters so that you all have more to Reid (it's a good one) anywho, here's chapter 3 again sorry if this chapters a bit short, but I'm trying to end this so that I can focus more on the other fic. I want to thank all the people who have given me advice and helped me throughout my writing! Love you guys! :)

Reid could feel his eyes water as he sat beside the hospital bed his mother was in. holding his mother's soft warm hands offered some comfort but seeing her attached to the machines and laying in the bed was something he never wanted to experience.

The morning all went by so fast from getting in the cab, taking the plane, following Dr. Wilson to room his mother was in. It all seemed like a blur.

Reid closed his eyes and rested his forehead on his and his mother's hand. Taking a deep breath, Spencer reflected on what the doctor had told him about he's mother.

"We found out early yesterday morning that she hadn't been taking for medication after a series of violent outbursts. Turns out your mother had been hiding the medication in her room, She was committed because of an overdose of her medication he had been hoarding. We're still not sure how she managed to do this without are personal finding out, but it had been very severe."

Reid looked at his mother as she slept and felt a burgee of anger. How could they not know she hadn't been taking her medication? It's their job to help his mother not leave her to fend for herself! Reid leaned back on the chair he was sitting on and brought his hands to his face to calm down a bit. They said she would be able to leave in a few days maybe sooner if she agreed to…but would she be ok? What if he left and she'd end up doing this again? He may not be so lucky this time. Looking back at his mother Reid sighed in relief just glad nothing had horrendous happened to his mother the last thing he needed was to have more people leave him.

A couple tears ran down Reid's face but was quickly whipped away when his phone bussed. The sudden realization washed over Reid's face. He hadn't called Hotch. In fact No one knew where he went, he hadn't even turned his phone back on till he got to the hospital.

Reid quickly looked down at his phone there were a couple texts from Morgan and a voicemail from Hotch. Reid gulped and slowly brought the phone to his face, he to listen to the voicemail first, Reid's eyes wandered toward his mother as he listened to the voicemail.

-"Reid? It's Already 11:10 and you haven't showed up for work or notified any of your teammates and I guessing there's a reason for that but right know we have a case of Saint George and were heading there know I sent you the case files digitally so you could review them…. Contact me as soon as you can."-

Reid pulled the phone away and looked down at it with a concentrated look. Hotch didn't sound so happy and he seemed a little rushed to the phone. He felt bad for not contacting him early but with his mother and the sudden change of plans, he just couldn't find the time.

Looking back at his mother Reid knew he couldn't leave but he didn't know what he would say to Hotch. Grasping the phone with both of his hands Reid began to think about what he might do. He didn't want his team to worry; this wasn't there problem to deal with. But he couldn't leave his mother just like that she nearly killed herself.

Reid quickly sent a text to Hotch but without having to explain to deeply in the situation. Closing his eyes once more and resting his head on his arms on the side of the bed Reid slowly began to drift off as he waited for his mother to wake up. He only hoped Hotch would understand.

Hotch looked down at the text Reid sent and furred his brow as he read the strange text and bent the phone so that Rossi could look over to the take a look as well.

-I'm Sorry. Emergency. Please don't call. – S. Reid 11:16 am

Rossi was the fist to speak up "Well, He answered right? That's a start." With a sad sigh Rossi began to walk to the elevator, Hotch followed behind him.

"But why wouldn't he want us to call him?" Hotch questioned, his heart started to pound as the worry filled his chest. "It's not like him."

Rossi looked to Hotch as the stepped into he elevator. "Maybe He just needs some time, he did say it was an emergency." Hotch gave him an unsure look "Look I'm worried for the kid too he's part of our family…he knows where were going to be. All we can do is hope he shows up."

Hotch gave a short nod but wasn't convinced that that was the only thing they could do. Rossi and Hotch got on the plane and sat down with the rest of their teammates as they set sail for the case awaiting them. Pulling his phone aside Hotch sent a text to Garcia. As much as he hated using his team against each other knowing where Reid was might give some clues about what was going on.

I'll write some more don't worry thanks again to all you readers! my fist fic and not my last you guys inspire me to do more! if you have any questions please ask! don't forget to read and review. ;)