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Morgan put down the phone and he was full blown sobbing. I was completely confused by the whole situation. The only time I had ever seen Morgan break down like this was after Reid. That can't be what it is. Please don't let it be a body.

"Morgan, what is it? What's wrong?" It's JJ. Concern is apparent as it laces her confused tone, the brief conversation on the phone was no clue to what could happened. Morgan was looking down, tears were falling into his lap. He was breathing like what almost seemed to be a sigh of relief. If it is Reid it would make sense. We've all been holding our breath this whole time. It's the hopeful side of me. I know it's not the realistic side of me, but it's there just the same. Please let Reid be alive. God for once in your damn life cut the kid some slack.

Morgan's eyes peel themselves from his lap. He wipes the tears from his own face, hope contorting my already bias perspective of what was going on.

"T-they got him. Guys they have him! They got him. They have him, They have him." Morgan seemed almost delirious, could it really be Reid?

"R-reid?" I am surprised by my own voice. I wasn't expecting to speak, but I guess I couldn't control myself. Was I expected to with this much on the line? Do I even care?

"Yes."

It can't be right. There was no way they could have found the missing agent. The genius doctor. Reid was dead. Everyone knew that, it had taken years, but some had even begun to accept it. Spencer Reid can't be alive. Spencer Reid's funeral was almost 3 years ago.

Spencer Reid was murdered almost 4 years ago.

This can't be right. They have the wrong person. There's been a mistake.

Spencer Reid is dead.

CMCMCMCMCM(Doctor Calmetin)

"Spencer please you have to calm down." I plead the young man, he is crying and screaming at the nurses to stop touching him.

"STOP DON'T TOUCH ME DON'T TOUCH ME! I SAID NO! STAY AWAY!" The fact that this broken excuse for a man had the ability to even keep his voice semi calm over a phone call still shocks me. The nurses are trying to restrain the man and I make a snap decision.

"Everyone out!" They all stare at me for a moment. "NOW!" I yell. The nurses scramble out the door, backing away from the man who is seeming to calm down.

I look at my young patient, we had been forced to break his bones in 24 different places. He was covered in casts, stitches, bandages. The man may have seemed to be a patch up job on the outside. But this man was nothing on the inside. All loose duct tape and safety pins.

His hair, now clean for what was probably the first time in a while, was cut up to his ears. He had done it in the middle of the night, when I asked why, he said that it would be harder for me to grab him by it. I did everything I could not to cry at the broken face of the man expecting a punishment severe enough to scar.

Spencer seemed more calm when everyone had finally left. He stopped screaming and looked down.

"When will they be here?" A child-like voice questioned carefully, cautiously.

"Soon buddy, okay?" He nodded, trusting me. "You just have to rest, they'll be here soon." I say it in my most soothing voice and it seems to be exactly what he needs to hear.

He glanced up from the crudely cut hair and I looked into his soft brown eyes. It didn't matter the horrors he had seen or the scars that littered his entire face and body. There was something to his eyes, not just the pain or the tears or screams. Not everything he had been through. It was a purity, an innocence. It didn't matter what had happened to this man. His eyes told the truth. He was strong. It would be a hell of a fight, but I knew I could fix this man.

CMCMCMCMCM(Reid)

What's left of me? I said I wouldn't be this, wouldn't be a shell! I promised them! I swore! I lied! Liar! Liar! Worthless pig! I'm a freak! I worthless. I can't handle a little pain. I love them. I love Morgan. I have to stay here for them, I have to stay strong.

I pulled at my hair, the nice man in the white coat had left. So did all the pretty ladies. They had to leave though. They can't touch me, if they do then I'll ruin them. I'll taint them. I can't do that to the nice pretty ladies who were so kind to me.

"I want my team. When will they be here?" I do this all the time. Since no one would want a useless freak like me, I be my own friend. It makes it better. I know it seems crazy, but it's not. You trying living with what I did.

"They'll be here soon. Do you think if maybe, maybe on would w-want to bring me home?" I know it's a stretch. Only in my best dreams one of them want me. How could they in real life?

"No. No! NO! Stupid freak! They don't want you! No one wants you! Freak! How could you even think that they could want you. The team. Strong, brave, selfless. Want a destroyed fuckup like you?" Tears fall down my cheeks. Once they past my cheek bone they pool easily down my convex cheeks. Hollow with malnutrition. The words I hear, the ones I say, they make sense to me. But I don't want them to. I want them to be kind words. Why don't I deserve kind words?

"Please? Please. I-I did so much. Don't I deserve some kindness too? Just a little?" I'm begging. I don't notice the silent intruder who slips in my door while I'm not paying attention.

"No! Who do you think you are? Someone worth it? You are NOTHING! Learn that you idiot! The team won't want you. They don't want you. They wish you really did die." The words are sneered at me, mocking my tears.

"Pretty boy. How could you ever think that?" I was immediately alarmed by the fact that someone else was in the room. How could I not have noticed. Probably because I'm an irresponsible freak, I deserve to get beat.

There's something different about this voice, I don't feel fear when I hear it. I feel, comfort? Do I know this man? From before? Is he one from the team? Could it really be that he actually came? Could it be Derek Morgan?

Why would he come for you? Why would anyone give you a second glance? If it is him, he's probably here to spit on you.

I turn my head towards the person at the door.

"It's you."

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