One child, Part Two: Reid

One child hid inside the darkness
One child never said a thing
One child closed his eyes and disappeared
But at night I still can hear him whispering

Reid didn't really know how he got to the church, or why he even went inside, but there he was staring at the large stain glass window above the alter. Even in the rain the colors seemed to shine as if the sun were on them.

As he stood in the middle of the aisle he tried to think of nothing. He wasn't going to pray, or ask for forgiveness. He didn't need that now. But as he looked at the window with the birth of Jesus depicted on it he found himself almost doing just that. He never addressed a god or anyone, he still wasn't to sure if he believed in a higher power or not, but he confessed his sins. If he had thought it would help he was wrong. At the moment the words where thought he wished he could take them back. Being straight with himself only had the pain worse. He wished he could just go back into the darkness and be alone again.

Suddenly he found himself running. At first it was through the church, then he ended up outside in the rain. Once again Reid didn't know where he was going. There was the smallest thought in his mind of what to do, where to go, but he couldn't really make it out. With out even thinking it, though, he had decided to act it out. He was ready for it all to be over. The best thing to do would be not to think about it.

Before he knew it he was in the hotel that the team was staying at. He didn't pay any attention to the other people in the lobby or the hallways. He just walked as fast as he could to his room. As he opened the door he was suddenly scared that someone would be there, but when he entered it was completely empty and silent. By now they would know he was gone, and would be looking. How long would it be that they checked here? It was so obvious that it would most likely be an hour, or so. He didn't even need that much time.

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One Week And Four Days Ago, Las Vegas, Nevada

Reid still couldn't believe what his mother had asked him to do. 'She's crazy.' He kept telling himself. But then there was something about the way her eyes looked when she asked him to kill her. They had been clear, like she had really wanted it. He hadn't realized it before but that night, his first sleepless night, he had seen what he had missed. It really didn't make it any easier, though.

He just wanted to forget that it happened. The best way to do that, he had decided, was to not see today. He had to fly back to Virgina that night, so he would just avoid going back. But he couldn't do that. He needed to talk to her, make sure she was okay. And if she was serious... well he would get her help. It wasn't to uncommon for mentally ill patients to want to die.

Reid entered the sunny day room to realize that his mother wasn't. Confused he found the nurse and asked her where she was.

"She had another visitor, her... husband... I didn't know she had one... but anyway, he asked if he could talk with her in her room, and the doctor determined that it wouldn't do any harm. Dania has been doing very good lately Dr. Reid. I think it helps that she has you and well him now." She smiled widely.

"Thank you." Reid said then turned down the hallway.

He had a fleeting thought that he should just leave then, but something kept him walking. He wasn't sure what it was, but for some reason he had to so her, and make sure she was okay. He didn't want her to be hurt, especially if he was the who was hurting her.

As he slowly opened the closed door his heart beat faster, The thought of not only seeing his mother but also his father was over whelming, He didn't know if he could take both of them right now. Maybe it would have been better to just turn away, but now it was to late. The door swung open to reveal William sitting on the edge of the bed with Dania on it.

Reid's heart stopped when he saw the way William looked back at him. It was like he was being caught with his hands in the cookie jar. Reid was next to him mom in seconds, pushing William out of the way.

"Mom?" he asked automatically checking for a pulse.

There was a very light one. Slowly Dania's eyes opened. They looked tired and almost scared. Tears started to fall down Reid's check, but he payed them no attention.

"Spencer..." She said weakly.

"Mom, Why..." Reid said and could hear his father shouting in the background. 'Covering his tracks.' he thought coldly. Then realizing that his mother was on the break of death he bent down only a few inches from her face and said, "I love you."

"I.. Love..." She said with her dieing breath.

"No..." Reid muttered. "Why... Please not you... Please... I'm not ready." He knew it was useless, she was already gone.

Then an idea popped into his head. Quickly he started performing CPR on her. Thats when he felt the hand on his shoulder.

"Sleeping Pills, son." William said.

"Why!" Reid shouted giving up on trying to revive her, knowing that it was useless. He turned to his father. "Why!"

"She asked for it..." He sound sad, but not sad enough.

"You psychopath! Why! She... She was sick..."

"No... No she wasn't. She really wanted it..." he was sounding like he was regretting what he did.

That was when the nurses ran in. They say the dead women on the bed and ran to her.

"What happened?" One asked as she looked Dania over.

"We were talking..." William said softly, "Then... After my son came in... she.. just... died...."

"Your not my father..." Reid muttered so only he could hear him.

From that moment on Reid wasn't to sure what happened. He remember almost telling them that William had given her sleeping pills, but there was something about the way her eyes looked, out side the pain and sadness. For the first time she looked free. That night was the first time he went hid in the darkness, unaware of where it would take him in less then two weeks.