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"Garcia, stay here," Reid ordered gently as he rushed forward to join the other versions of himself as they continued to converge on the dark version of himself. He walked to him and stared him in the eye. "You're everything that I hate and I will never let you take control. My entire mind is fighting against you, every part of me is fighting to stay in control of what they're meant to have control over. Love, lust, happiness and every other aspect that is standing around you knows what is about to happen and so do you."

The dark version tried to punch him but the broken-hearted one grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back. All the other versions grabbed the dark version and lifted him off the ground.

"You all know where to take him," said Reid. "I'll do the rest."

"NO!" the dark one screamed. "Stop it! I can give us the freedom we all want, don't let him control you."

"We are him," they all spoke in unison. "We already have freedom."

Reid watched as they dragged him to a dark room, he walked to the door and thought about chains. Within a second, chains wrapped themselves around the dark version's wrists and ankles, the chains tightened and restricted his movements.

"You can't keep me in here forever," he snarled. "I'll get out and I'll take control, I know the dark thoughts you have in your heart and I know you will never fully be able to push them down. Eventually, they will all leave you. Your precious team will leave you and you'll cry for me to come out. I'LL GET OUT OF HERE!"

"I'd rather die than become you," Reid confidently said. "You'll stay in here till the day I die and you won't come out a minute before that. Evil is a poison and I won't let that poison taint who I am. I'm going to keep you in this room and make sure that door has big locks and thick chains. One thing I will say is this. Thank you for not hurting Garcia, even you know that we aren't capable of ever hurting her."

"I could make you so much stronger," the dark version growled.

"No, you could make me so much weaker and I like being strong, you're the weak one no matter what you say."

Reid closed his eyes and imagined a light in his head, when he opened his eyes the light was in front of him. He picked it up by a small handle and put it in the corner.

"What is that for?" the dark version questioned suspiciously.

"That's for you," Reid answered. "No-one deserves to stay locked up in darkness, we all need a little light."

Reid ignored the screams that filled the room as he stepped back and closed the heavy metal door, he shut it and slid across metal bar after metal bar, when he finished with that, he stepped back and closed his eyes.

"Lots of locks and thick chains," he whispered to himself repeatedly. The clanging noise of locks clicking into place filled his ears along with the sound of thick chains rattling and twisting their way around the door. Opening his eyes, he sighed with relief at the sight of the reinforced door, he could no longer hear the screams of his dark counterpart.

"Well done," a voice came from behind him. Turning to face them, he smiled at all the different versions of himself.

"Thank you, all of you, for helping me, I couldn't have done this without you."

"We only did it because you gave us the strength too," his happy counterpart grinned. "Just remember that we're all here. Just never doubt how complicated the mind can truly be. All of us make up who you are, try to think about us all equally and enjoy us too. Especially me."

Reid laughed and smiled as Garcia came past all of them and took his hand. "Don't worry, boys, I'll be here to bring out all his good sides and help him when the ones that hurt come around."

She went over to the broken-hearted version and rubbed his shoulder. "We'll get you wearing red again. I'll help fix you."

"I'd like that," he smiled at her before slinking away and leaning against the wall.

"We all have to go now," the lusty version smiled. "Take care."

Reid blinked and found all the over versions of himself had disappeared. He felt two gentle arms wrapped around him and bring him into a big hug. "I'm so proud of you, baby boy, you fought against him and won."

"I couldn't have done it without you," he smiled as he hugged her. He came away and stared at her. "I have to show you something."

Holding her hand, he led her down the corridor to a chained and bolted door, the last of the three doors and the one he had not opened yet. He let go of her hand and walked up to it, he touched it and let out a deep sigh. "I'm not going to open this door because I don't want to go through that memory again. This has one of the most frightening moments of my life and one that I'm scared to share with you."

"Reid, what happened to you? You can tell me."

"There's a reason why I don't like people who I don't know touching me or shaking my hand, there is a reason why I like things being kept in order. When I was sixteen, someone hurt me."

"How did they hurt you?"

"It was a professor," he began to explain. "He offered to take me out for a drink and discuss some new chemistry papers being released, I'd known him for a few months and I jumped at the chance to talk to him. Back then, I craved attention from teachers. We spoke at a little place, I had a coke and he had a whiskey. I had another coke but I started to feel sick after finishing it off. He offered to take me home and I agreed. He drugged me with something in the coke, pulled over the car and he, um, forced himself on me."

Garcia surged forward and brought him into a strong hug. "I'm so sorry."

He leaned against her shoulder. "I've never told anyone what he did."

"Didn't you go to the police?"

"No, I couldn't face people touching me and asking me things after what he did. When he finished, he left me in the backseat, frozen with fear and took me home. I went back to his classes after that and never said another word to him. I gave in my work and that was it. I was a kid with an adult's mind, I knew back then that what he had done was wrong but I could barely process it with everything going on in my life."

"Where is he now?" she asked.

"Dead," Reid answered. "He died three years ago. Please, don't tell the others. I'm not ready for them to know yet."

"I won't tell, I promise. Oh, I don't understand how anyone could hurt an angel like you."

"I know how lucky I am to have an angel like you on my shoulder," he smiled at her. "Thank you for helping me in here."

"It's my job to protect you. I think it's time we wake up, the others are probably worrying about us."

"I think it's time to wake up too."

Hotch sat with JJ, both keeping a close eye on the two sleeping members of their team. He brushed a hand through his hair and looked back down to Reid, he gasped and then let out a big grin when he saw Reid's big brown eyes open. His grin grew even larger when he saw Garcia's eyes open too.

"Hey, Hotch," Reid sighed. "Sorry I overslept."

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