A/N: Here is chapter 8, enjoy! To my only current reviewer, thanks :D I worked really hard on this chapter and it's my favorite so please read and review!

Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds, CBS does! I do own Cameron Mansfield.

By the time the BAU and Cameron arrived at the motel, the snow was starting to fall.

By the time the BAU and Cameron arrived at the snow had started falling again. J.J., Reid and Morgan went straight to their rooms while Hotch, Emily and Cameron went to go check in.

Emily held up her key and smiled, "Well, I'm going to hit the hay. See you guys tomorrow."

"Sleep well!" Cameron called after her and headed off with Hotch in the direction of their rooms. When they stopped at their rooms Hotch didn't let her go in, "We need to talk about what happened today."

Cameron frowned, "If this is about splitting up with Morgan, and not listening to Reid, I'm sorry, it wasn't my place to ignore directions."

Hotch shook his head, "No Cameron, this is about you making promises you can't keep."

She crossed her arms, "I'm sorry. I know I handled the situation differently from you and your team, but they needed hope and it was all I could do for them."

"I know it's hard to break bad news to families—"

"Not as hard as hearing it." She shot back.

"Making statements like that put you in a very vulnerable position. You got too invested and you ended up thinking you could control the uncontrollable. It was just unprofessional—"

Cameron shook her head and frowned, "You do realize that none of this is your problem right?"

"I'm only trying to make sure that there isn't some external factor that's making you blame yourself."

"You profilers never take a day off do you?"

"I'm sorry?"

Cameron crossed her arms, "Between you and Reid, you've got me all figured out, haven't you?"

"We don't intra-team profile."

"Well then I guess it's fortunate for you that I'm not on the team. It leaves you free to interrogate me."

"I think that if you tell me what's affecting your performance, maybe we can fix it." His micromanagement tendency had overridden his respect for privacy.

"Right." Cameron's face was shadowed by the moon and looked distinctly haunted. "You know what, you should really stop worrying about my performance and take the night off." She unlocked her room and quickly slid inside.

Cameron sat down on the bed in her hotel room, she was physically exhausted. She removed her coat and sweater, she was about to remove her blouse when she noticed that the room was freezing. She walked over to the thermostat and it wouldn't turn on.

After placing a call to the front desk, she learned that the heater was in fact broken and someone would be in to fix it tomorrow. A lot of good that does me. She was also informed that there were no extra rooms but that two of her colleagues were in double rooms, one of them was Emily, and the other had to be Reid, J.J. or Morgan.

She headed to Emily's room first, but she could see through the blinds that her lights were already out. Cameron dragged her bag to the next room and when she knocked it was Reid who answered the door.

She gave a pitiful smile, "Can I sleep here?" She asked as he ushered her into his room. "The heater in my room is broken."

Reid's eyes got wide, "Uh… su… sure, there are two beds in here."

"Thank you Spencer," she paused momentarily, "I'm going to go change." She pointed at the bathroom.

She turned on the sink and splashed her face with cold water. She rubbed her eyes and pushed her bangs off her face. She changed into a grey pair of sweats and a red tank top. Before she went back into the room she put on a black ribbed cardigan for the sake of warmth and modesty.

Reid was watching the news on the small TV in the room. Cameron stood beside him and they watched the press release J.J. had given earlier that night. Neither of them spoke, Reid glanced at her and then nervously looked away. When the news went to commercial Cameron laid down on one of the beds and stared up at the ceiling.

"You can change it." Reid offered, holding out the remote.

"It's okay." She replied shutting her eyes.

"I'll turn off the light and let you get some sleep."

She sat up quickly, "Spencer," she ran her hand through her hair, "Do you want to go for a walk?"

He squinted, "What— now? It's nighttime, and it's snowing."

"So? We're not going to melt." She was already putting on her coat. Reid just shrugged and did the same.

The two of them walked down the sidewalk, then down a long path that ran through the town's playground. The storm hadn't really started yet and the snow was just falling softly. For once Reid was the first one to speak up, "I'm uh— sorry about how I spoke to you yesterday. It wasn't right and I didn't mean to be so...mean."

Cameron smiled, "Don't worry about it." She blinked nervously, the anxiety over what she was about to do had stressing her out for the past few days. She walked over to a park bench, using the sleeve of her coat she cleared it off and sat down, Reid sat down beside her. She pushed some snow around with her boots.

"When I lived in L.A., I was a drug rehabilitation counselor." This was all she said, like it was nothing at all.

Reid suddenly became interested in his own boots, he could tell that she knew; there was no doubt in his mind. Strangely enough, he was feeling more relief then panic.

After a few moments of silence and neither of them knowing what to say Cameron decided that she wasn't going to say anything else, she didn't need to.

Instead she knelt down in the snow beside him, and with some effort, she pushed up the left sleeve of his jacket and his shirt. He made no attempt to stop her. She looked at the small track marks on his arm and tenderly ran her fingers down his forearm and lightly held his hand. He didn't push her away, he didn't even move. She laid her head across his forearm and closed her eyes. He looked down at her quicky and closed his eyes too. The only noise he could hear was the snow falling around them.

After a long while, Cameron finally lifted her head and the snow was falling like crazy and the wind was picking up. She pulled herself up and put a hand on Reid's shoulder. Startled, he opened his eyes and looked up at her. His eyes were dull and glassy, and there were tear drops lingering between his eyelashes. She smiled softly, "Come on, let's head back."

They walked back to his motel room through a blizzard and neither of them said a single word. The snow was white and sparkly, covering the town like a fresh blanket, like a clean start.

They arrived back at the motel and Cameron sat in a chair shaking the snow out of her hair while Reid watched her intently. Cameron stood up and rubbed her hands together, "You don't have to say a word, okay?" She walked over to him and put her arms around him, pulling him close to her body, "You're going to be okay now."

He stood numbly for a moment, his hands at his sides. He soon gave in though wrapped his arms around her waist, completing the hug. She seemed so hopeful and for the first time, he believed he might actually be okay again. Maybe.

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