Hey everyone, here is the next chapter for you all. I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I wanted this longer but I absolutely love the ending of this chapter, I just don't have the heart to change it make the chapter longer. I almost didn't update tonight as I'm knackered from running after two little cousins all day. How can they have so much energy?! Enjoy and I look forward to hearing from you all. I'm super excited about this chapter.

annigirl09- That song goes around in my head as I'm writing this, you forgot one bit though. Three, four, gonna knock your door. That is a creepy song.

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Reid kept stroking her cheek and ignored the tears falling down his own cheeks. Her eyes forever closed with blood surrounding her, he remembered screaming her name and pleading for her life. She was the only woman he had ever loved, the woman he had wanted to have a wonderful life with but Diane had ripped that all away from him, he lost everything he could have ever had that day in the second it took Diane to pull the trigger. He felt two hands grip his arms and try to pull him away but he shrugged them away. "Leave me alone!"

"I understand why you've tried to keep this locked away," Morgan said gently. "I'm so sorry that we didn't save her that day. I broke a promise that day and I hate myself every day for letting you down. She's gone but you shouldn't remember her like this."

"What are you talking about?" Reid whispered.

"She was a wonderful woman who loved you with all her heart, I saw that the moment I came into the room. She did love you, kid, and you should remember her as the strong woman she was. The one who would send you letters and the one who said I love you first. Create a new way to remember her."

"How can I create a new way to remember her when she isn't alive?"

"You told me what you told Rossi once. You dreamed of her in a library, where the both of you danced."

Reid closed his eyes and nodded. As he opened his eyes again, he found Maeve's body was no longer in front of him, all the blood had disappeared and they were in a new room, he rose to his feet and instantly recognised it as the library where he danced with Maeve. A soft small hand found its way into his hand, he turned and smiled as he looked into her eyes. "Hello, Spencer," Maeve spoke gently.

Morgan stepped back and leaned against the wall, he felt his eyes tear up as he watched Maeve pull Reid close. Reid began to dance with her, Morgan had not seen him this happy in a long time.

Reid held Maeve close and grinned happily as she leaned against his shoulder. "I love you, Maeve. I always will."

"I love you too," she whispered. He kissed her cheek tenderly and closed his eyes as they danced. He opened his eyes again and found himself back in the corridor with Morgan, he put down his arms and looked back to the wall to now only find two doors.

"Where did the door go?" he wondered.

"You turned it back into a good memory, kid," Morgan explained with a smile. "Like I said, don't remember her covered with blood or scared. Think of her smiling and the both of you dancing."

Reid knew that he was going to have to choose one of the two remaining doors, his mind was making him face all the fears that haunted it.

"Which one are we going into next?"

Reid looked between the doors and sighed, he pointed to the left door and watched as the chains and locks fell away again. "Morgan, don't let me do this alone."

"I won't let you go in there alone, I'll go first."

Morgan pulled opened the door and stepped through first, Reid followed him and felt a cold chill come over him, the door closed behind him and he found his shoes suddenly crunching leaves, sticks and dirt.

"Reid, I know where we are."

Reid walked to him and looked in the same direction as Morgan. He could never forget that small little shack. "Tobias," Reid's voice shook. He tried to take a step backwards but couldn't, his body seemed to move by itself as it walked towards the shack. He climbed the steps and made sure Morgan was with him. Pushing the wooden door open, he walked in to find another version of himself. This version of himself he had buried away in his mind, this version of himself had suffered two horrible days under Tobias's torture.

Days that had been full of dehydration, starvation, beatings, forced drug use and a small dance with death. Morgan went to free the other version but Reid stopped him. "It's no use, Morgan. He's not going anywhere."

"You don't seem that scared," Morgan observed.

"He isn't something I'm scared of," Reid sighed. "Tobias and the memory of him scares me but this version of me is a reminder I choose to lock away. He's the one who gave into the drugs, the one who did stupid things for them and the one who let everyone down. I never want to ever be him again. My time with Tobias changed me, I became weaker but overcoming that weakness made me stronger. He's the one who is weak, Morgan, and I'll never be him again."

"No-one thinks you will. You're not weak, Reid. We all know that, you're one of the strongest of us."

"I'm not," he shook his head. "I'm stronger than I was but I'll never be as strong as I want."

"Strong men fall hard," a voice came through the room. Morgan heard a growl behind him, he turned around only to get knocked to the ground by a vicious dog, he cried out as the dog bit into his arm. Reid ran to help but felt something wrap around him throat, he cried out as the rope tightened around his neck and yanked him up and off the floor. He clutched at the rope and began to gasp for air. He kicked his legs and panicked when he saw the Dark Sandman approaching him.

"Something just bit him," Rossi shouted as he pressed a towel around Morgan's arm. They had all been watching over them when Morgan had yelled out in pain, blood and a bite mark had appeared out of no-where. He wrapped the towel around Morgan's arm and tried to keep him from struggling too much. He was clearly fighting something inside the dream.

"Reid!" Hotch called as he watched Reid begin to buck in his sleep and struggle to breathe. Bruising began to bloom around Reid's throat and it look like a ring had appeared around Reid's throat. "Something is strangling him."

"Something is killing him," JJ panicked. "Reid!

Reid felt himself losing the battle to stay awake, Morgan was struggling with the dog that was trying to bite at his throat. He reached out to his protector but screeched as dark spots began to dance in front of him. "Nhnn!"

"Reid!" Morgan shouted as he grabbed the dog's jaws.

The Dark Sandman came forward with a knife.

"Leave him alone," Morgan yelled as he threw the dog against a table, he ignored the pain in his arm and tried to get to Reid, he cried out as another dog came out of no-where and sunk its teeth into leg, he fell to the floor and tried to kick the dog away.

Reid closed his eyes as the Dark Sandman went to stab him, he waited for the pain but it never came. He heard a thud and opened his eyes as the rope hanging him snapped, he fell to the floor and looked over to Morgan to see the dogs had disappeared. Blood covered Morgan's arm and leg. Looking up, Reid's eyes went wide as he took in the sight of the weak version of himself that'd been restrained to the chair earlier. "What the hell?" he croaked as he rubbed his neck.

The other version of himself had a crowbar in his hand and was standing over the Dark Sandman. He looked into Reid's eyes with anger in his eyes. "Who are you calling weak?!"

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