A/N:Sorry it took so long. here it is. Reference to drug use.

I woke up far too soon. Everything from last night flooded back to me in an instant. I would give anything to fall asleep and never, never wake up again.

Then I realized I had something better. I rushed as quietly as possible to the bathroom. Then I lost all rationality. I knocked bottles of pills out of the way for it. I had to have it.

"Reid?"Emily asked,"What are you-"

Her eyes widened in shock when she saw me with the needle.

Suddenly, I wanted nothing more then to be as far away from Dilaudid as possible. I threw it into the sink and rejoiced when I heard the sharp crack.

I didn't realize I was crying until Emily took me into her arms.

"I'm sorry."I whimpered,"I-"

"Sshhh......"She whispered softly,"Its okay Reid, we'll get you through this."

"Don't tell Morgan or Hotch."I pleaded. The thought alone of them knowing was so painful I couldn't stand it.

"I won't."She reassured me. Why couldn't I be strong like her?

"I haven't used in-"I couldn't finish.

"I know,"She didn't sound convinced. She had to know that I wasn't an addict, she had too.

"No look!"I yelled. I hurriedly rolled up my sleeves before she could stop me. She didn't say anything for along time.

"Why do you have it then?" She questioned gently.

"I don't know."I lied. I didn't want her to know how weak I was.

"Reid,"Emily persisted. Why couldn't she just drop it? Why did she need to know?"We both know that's not true."

"I couldn't."I admitted and felt the tears come again,"Its my last one and I couldn't."

I started to shiver uncontrollably. We sat there for hours as I let out all my fears and pain.

"Reid?"She finally said when I was done crying.

"Yeah?"I asked shamefully. How could she still be my friend? After all I've done....how? I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that she was here.

"Listen to me."She paused,"I want you to know that I'm here for you, that everyone is here for you."

"I know."I said. The question wasn't whether or not I knew; it was whether or not I would use that. Would I ask for help if I needed it?

The answer was no, because asking for help would make me weak and I couldn't bring myself to have other people know that I am weak.

With a start, I realized that I would've screwed my total if Emily hadn't been here. The only thing that meant anything to me would've been gone.

I was pretty damn lucky.

"Lets get you cleaned up."Emily helped me up and guided me to my bed. She looked through my closet as I sat there in amazement,"Is this okay?"

She held up old jeans and a t-shirt I hadn't seen in years.

"Yeah."I answered.

"Here."Emily handed me the clothes and sat down next to me.

"Emily, what made you come here?"

"Why do you ask?"Her tone was carefully controlled.

"I want to know why you didn't go to Garcia or JJ."

"You always listen, and you just seemed like the right person to go to."It was clear she didn't and wasn't going to discuss this anymore.

"Thank you."I mumbled.

"You should get changed."She said and left the room, leaving me more alone then I've ever felt.

Do you want more? Reveiw and tell me if I got Emily in character, otherwise I'll be completely unsure about her.