Ok guys, this one is a little angsty and warning for drugs. Sorry this one is short, but I wrote it all before work, and now I have to get going! Please be kind and review! Next one should hopefully be up soon!

To: Spencer Reid
From: Dani Lereux
Subject: Nightmares

Dear Spencer,

So I just signed online, but you weren't there so I decided to email you. It's about… 3am here, making it I guess 6pm where you are. You're probably at work, or out saving lives or something. But I just needed to talk to someone about the nightmare I had. Hopefully then I can shake it off my chest…

This one was different. It was about Seattle, but it wasn't about me. In the dream I was 17 again. I was just climbing back into my window that terrible night. I remember hearing a noise, like something falling and breaking from the living room, so I went into the hallway to check it out. The light was still on and I remember thinking exactly what I thought that night. Why is the light on, mom's usually in bed by now… Only this time I didn't fear that she knew I snuck out and she was waiting for me to come home, this time I knew what was happening.

I walk into the living room and I see this man, only it didn't look like a man, he was just a dark blur. I could see a silhouette of his body, the outlines, but nothing was clear about him. I couldn't see his face, I couldn't see what kind of clothes he was wearing, he was just this dark… Thing. My mom was screaming for him to stop and suddenly I see him smash something over her head and she falls. I could feel the floor shake when she fell. Then the man grabs something from his pocket and I see this bag. I started screaming and screaming for him to stop, but I couldn't move. I felt paralyzed. All I could do is stand there and watch this man start to suffocate my mom. All I remember is me screaming at the top of my lungs, but it didn't phase him, he didn't turn around or anything. It was like he couldn't hear me.

The last thing I remember is him suffocating her and then he suddenly just jumped out the window down the fire escape. Then I woke up.

It was such a terrible dream, Spencer… I doubt I'll be able to fall back asleep. I wish you were here to talk to, but I know you have a life too.

Sorry about the strange email…

-Dani

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SOPHIE has logged online

SOPHIE: Hey sis! What are you doing online? It's like 3am over there…

DANI: Yeah, I know. I was just writing an email.

SOPHIE: At 3am? What was so important that you had to write an email now?

DANI: Nothing really. I just couldn't sleep. But anyways Soph, I'm going to go make some tea hopefully to make me get sleepy.

SOPHIE: Oh, I see. You have a stomach ache. Drink that ginger tea, Aunt Hélene has it above the stove.

DANI: Yeah that's what's keeping me up… Thanks Soph, I think I will try it. Have a good night.

SOPHIE: You too!

DANI has logged off

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To: Dani Lereux
From: Spencer Reid
Subject: Re: Nightmares

Hey Dani,

Sorry I wasn't here when you were online… I was at work, we had to finish up some reports regarding a case from the other day. I just got home and it's now… 9pm. I'm hoping you got back to sleep, I'm sorry you're having nightmares, I know how bad they can be. I'll tell you something that not many people know about me…

My mom is a paranoid schizophrenic. When I was younger, my dad left us, I guess he couldn't take the pressure anymore. My mom continued to get worse and once I turned 18, I realized that she needed help and I had her sent away to a sanitarium. I write her every single day, about anything I can think of because I feel guilty for not going to see her… I think I've seen her maybe twice in the last year and a half.

I've had a lot of nightmares since entering the BAU… It's mostly expected when you enter this field of work, but mine lasted forever after this one case. I still have them. Lately I've been having nightmares about my mom. In most of them, I'm walking down these bright white hallways and I know something is wrong. When I enter a room I see like 5 people holding my mom down and when my mom notices I'm there she just screams, then I wake up. I always wake up at the same part.

I know how you feel… Maybe not exactly, but I know how nightmares can affect someone. You just have to try and push past them, it's all a figment of your unconscious state. But if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm always here. Maybe not really here, but you're always welcome to email me.

Spencer

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Dani stumbled towards the bar, ready to order another vodka and sprite. It was 2am already, but she had been drinking with some friends from the modelling industry since 8pm. Genevieve, a model from the same company as Dani, came up beside her and leaned over the bar to wave the cute, dark haired bartender towards them.

"Salut! Je voudrais…" Genevieve began to slur out their order of drinks and the man behind the bar smiled at them both before grabbing two glasses. Genevieve smiled and winked to Dani as they waited patiently.

Dani closed her eyes briefly, a little surprised at herself for how much she had already drank. She pushed a finger to her temple as the vivid nightmare from the other night flashed back into her mind and she shook her head, trying to rid the image.

Genevieve suddenly handed her a drink and Dani smiled gratefully as she brought it to her lips. She knew in the back of her mind it was her way of trying to forget. For one night she would like to have no nightmares, no thoughts about what happened back in Seattle.

They went back to the small group who was sitting around a small table, all laughing and drinking. Dani smiled as she stood beside Genevieve, wondering if she should just go home.

Suddenly Genevieve whispered into her ear, and not sure if she heard properly, Dani looked at her in question. Genevieve reached into the tiny pocket of her skin tight jeans and pulled out a tiny bag which was filled with a bunch of tiny pills.

Dani looked back at Genevieve, she had already put one of the pills in her mouth and was now offering the bag to Dani. She looked at it curiously and Genevieve leaned in, telling her it would help her relax and feel BIEN (good). After a few moments thought and realizing that the alcohol was only worsening her thoughts about the haunting images, Dani finally reached in and pulled out a tiny white pill from the bag. With one more look to Genevieve, Dani popped it in her mouth and flushed it down with her vodka drink, hoping she would soon feel relief from the nightmares.

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To: Spencer Reid
From: Sophie Lereux
Subject: Dani

Hi Spencer,

Not sure if you remember me, I'm Dani's sister Sophie, we met when you were in CA? Anyways, I know you and my sister talk a lot, I'm wondering if you heard from her lately? It's been about 2 weeks since I've heard from her and it's very strange. I normally talk to her online or on the phone about every other day…

I'm a little worried, but I'm sure it's nothing. She's probably just busy, maybe she got a new contract and is modelling in London for all I know. Let me know if you hear from her.

Thanks.

Sophie

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SPENCER REID has logged online

SPENCER REID: Hey Emily, I know you're busy, but have you talked to Dani lately?

EMILY PRENTISS: No, I was going to ask you. I got this email from her sister saying she hasn't heard from her in a while and asked me if I have…

SPENCER REID: I got the same email.

EMILY PRENTISS: Dani usually emails me or sends me a something every week and it's been a while since I've heard from her.

SPENCER REID: I know… I haven't talked to her for almost two weeks now… Do you think she's ok??

EMILY PRENTISS: I'm sure she's just busy… Have you tried calling her or emailing her?

SPENCER REID: Yeah, but I think I'll try again. I'll let you know if I hear from her.

EMILY PRENTISS: Thanks. But here comes Hotch and he doesn't look happy. You'll have to save it for later…

EMILY PRENTISS has logged off

SPENCER REID has logged off

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To: Dani Lereux
From: Spencer Reid
Subject: You there?

Dani,

Just wondering if everything's ok… Haven't heard from you in a while and your sister emailed me and Emily wondering if we've heard from you. Is everything alright?

Please write or call as soon as you get this.

Spencer

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*You have 4 missed calls*

Spencer Reid – 8:03pm

Spencer Reid – 9:42pm

Sophie Lereux – 10:07pm

Spencer Reid – 1:43am

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Dani stared at her missed calls list and debated calling either of them back. Before she could decide, her phone began vibrating in her hand and she stared down at the caller ID.

SPENCER REID CALLING

Dani sighed out loud and knitted her eyebrows together, biting her lip to prevent the tears that were welling up in her eyes. She tossed the cell phone on her nightstand and stood to close her bedroom door. It was 2:30am and she wasn't tired. She couldn't sleep, afraid of the images that would enter her mind. Reaching into her oversized bag, she rustled around until she found the small bag she received from Genevieve. She stared at the small, white pills for a moment before closing her eyes and taking a large, shaky breath.