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"Reid, Henry's on the phone for you," Garcia said with a frown on her face. "He's upset."

Reid immediately took the phone from her and put it to his ear. Henry's sobbing filled his ear. "Henry, it's Uncle Spence, what's wrong? Why are you upset?"

"I had a b-bad dream," Henry cried. "The bad man s-said to t-tell you he's waiting. He grabbed me and t-told me to call you. Uncle Spence, it was scary and he had a m-mask on."

Reid's eyes opened wide as he listened to his godson. "Henry, did he tell you his name?"

"He said he was t-the Dark Sandman," his godson answered with a hitched breath. Reid gripped the phone and felt unbelievable anger at the man who had gone after his godson. Henry was only a child and it was cruel to go after him.

"Henry, I know you're scared but I promise you that everything will be fine, it was just a bad dream. Uncle Spence will take care of the bad man so he never scares you again, I'll protect you from the Dark Sandman, I promise. Can you give the phone back to your dad?"

"O-Okay," Henry said. "Don't break your promise."

"I never do," Reid said to Henry. He heard a rustle and then Will's voice came down the phone. "Spencer, what's going on?"

"Listen, Will, I can't explain everything now but I need you to keep Henry awake, check his wrist and tell me if he has a bruise or not."

"What the hell? That wasn't there when he went to sleep, he only went for a nap."

"Just keep him awake, if you keep him awake, he'll be safe. I'm going to fix everything. JJ will explain everything soon, I'll get her to give you a call. Just keep an eye on Henry and if he does fall asleep, wake him up."

"I'll keep him awake," Will agreed. "I expect a full explanation later."

"You'll get one, I promise. Talk later, bye."

Rising from the couch after hanging up the phone, he gave it back to Garcia and clenched his fist. "He went after Henry."

"What?!" Garcia gasped. "Is Henry okay?"

"He's got a bruise on his wrist from the unsub grabbing it. He used my godson to deliver a warning and I won't have that. He can come after me all he wants but I will not let him hurt Henry. He's just a little boy. Where is Morgan?"

"He'll be back soon," Garcia said. "He went to get the herbs and roots he wanted me to find, the store closes soon. We'll have the bullpen to ourselves soon, most of the agents are going home for the night. What do you want with Morgan?"

"I want to know if he's serious about trying to help me in my dreams," Reid said. "I have to go to sleep and face this bastard. I can only stay up for a certain amount of time and besides, Henry, can't stay up forever. He's a child and he won't be able to fight sleep off for long. If it works, Morgan can help me take the man down and then we can find him in the real world to make sure he's not a threat anymore."

"We could all lose you both," Garcia sighed with worry.

"Have you ever known Morgan to fail at anything?"

"No, he's more stubborn than you sometimes," she smiled sadly.

"I need you print off how to use these roots, if they work then they can give me a chance."

Morgan looked into the glass that contained the dream root tea, it smelled horrible and he knew it was going to taste like hell. "That looks disgusting."

"Suck it up, Morgan," Rossi nodded. "I've seen you drink alcohol worse than that. I don't understand why we're only sending you in."

"I've got no choice about going in," Spencer said. "Morgan is coming along because he can help me fight this guy. We can't risk the entire team being killed. I just need to say this. If this goes wrong and something happens to me, can you make sure my mom gets taken care of? I don't want her alone."

"Nothing will happen but we'll make sure she's taken care of if something does happen, I promise," Hotch assured him.

"We're still missing one ingredient," Garcia pointed at the cup, she went over and plucked some hair from Reid's head.

"Ow, Garcia."

"Sorry, baby boy," she apologised before putting the hair into Morgan's cup.

"Why are you putting that in there?" Morgan questioned.

"You need some of Reid's DNA to get into his dreams," Garcia explained. She grabbed another cup of the tea and handed it to Reid. "This one is for you. I've followed the instructions to the letter. This should work. Reid, you need to drink your tea as according to some myths, it can give you more control over your dreams."

Morgan picked his glass up and looked at Reid. "You ready to do this?"

"He came after Henry, I'm ready to kill this bastard."

They clinked their glasses together and then both began to drink down the tea. Morgan finished his first but coughed and shuddered at the taste. Reid coughed and put down the glass down. "That's just-" Reid began before he dropped the glass and began to fall forward. Blake and Hotch caught him before he could hit the floor, they looked up and found Morgan had fallen back against the couch and was out cold.

Morgan opened his eyes and found himself in a football field, he looked up and saw a boy crying as he got tied to a pole naked. He jumped when a hand came to his shoulder, he turned round and saw Reid. "Don't watch that Morgan. Follow me, he'll be here soon."

Morgan followed Reid to a tunnel in the football stadium, it became dark for a moment and then they came out in the BAU bullpen. "Oh, this is trippy," Morgan said.

"Welcome to my world," Reid shrugged.

"You don't have injuries here," Morgan observed.

"When I come back into my dreams, they are gone. I'm not so lucky when I wake up."

"Why are we at the bullpen?"

"It's one of the places where I feel safe. We all work here and I know that I always have a home here. We shouldn't stay here long, he catches up quickly," Reid warned as he climbed the stairs with Morgan at his side. They turned the corner and made their way through another door. This time, they came through to find themselves surrounded by darkness. Morgan searched around and found a light near the roof. He pulled it and they realised they were in a closet.

Reid stumbled back against the wall as he found himself staring at his thirteen year old self who was sitting on the floor and crying.

"Kid, what's going on?"

A knife came through the closet door causing both men to jump back.

"Reid, is this the Dark Sandman?"

"Give me back my son," a woman's voice screamed.

Reid shook his head and Morgan saw the traumatized look in his eyes. "No," he shook his head. "That's my mom, she tried to kill me when I was thirteen."

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