A/n hey guys. Again I'm not sure if this is in the right category. Please heed the warning I'm giving to you. This is not meant to be taken seriously. There will be many of our CM friends acting OOC! If you don't like this, then please do not read this story. That being said, I hope this will give you all some laughs.

Thanks so much to tearbos and REIDFANATIC for letting me bounce ideas off them, and for helping me with the basic plot and creating a new female character for Reid.

Disclaimer: I'm only playing in the universe. I only own my original characters.

Hotch makes up his mind

Hotch called the team into the conference room and shut the door. They took their usual places at the big, round table and watched their boss carefully.

Hotch was pacing the room like a caged tiger and he was glowering worse than usual. "Well… here we are dealing with the aftermath of another kidnapping. I don't know about you, but I'm fed up with this happening all the time. It's like there's a curse or something hanging over this team."

The others nodded their heads. Garcia was looking at the empty chair next to her and frowning. What was Hotch going to say now? He looked like he had serious news. Morgan squeezed her hand from where he sat at her left side.

"Ok… I didn't want to take this step, but I don't see any other way to make sure we don't go through this again."

"Well spill it Aaron… What's on your mind," Rossi wanted to know.

"I think we need to discuss a more permanent solution." Hotch told his friend.

"Like what," Rossi inquired.

"Yeah Hotch, what's on your mind?" Morgan asked. JJ and Emily nodded in agreement.

"I'm tired of Reid getting kidnapped, tortured and nearly killed every other day. I think we should call The Doctor."

Rossi reared back in surprise and the rest of the team stared in confusion. "Who's The Doctor," Emily asked?

"He's a medical doctor recruited by the CIA for special assignments." Hotch said.

"That's pretty vague Hotch. What is he going to do to Reid to prevent someone from grabbing him again?" Morgan asked.

"You'll get the details later. Let me assure you that The Doctor can take care of this, and we won't have to worry about Reid, or his would be tormentors." Hotch assured them all.

Hotch left the office and the rest of them sat looking at each other for a very long time. "Rossi, you know this Doctor? What is Hotch up to?" Morgan asked the older man.

"Trust him; he knows what he's doing. When The Doctor gets here he'll tell you exactly what he's going to do to solve our problem." Rossi assured the younger agent, who didn't look too pleased to hear it.

"What about Spence? When are you going to tell him what Hotch is up to? He deserves to know, don't you think?" JJ interjected.

"No… it's better for him if he doesn't," Rossi informed her. "We'll set up an appointment with The Doctor as soon as possible. I don't have to tell you that this is top secret!" Rossi reminded them all He turned to face Morgan who was holding Garcia's hand, and murmuring to her in a low tone.

"Morgan… I'm going to need your help with this."

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"Where is everyone?" Reid asked Morgan.

"I don't know. I think JJ's in her office, but I haven't seen anyone else. You're always the first one to get back when we get these emergency call backs. Why is that genius?

"I have nothing better to do with my time…" Reid deadpanned as he set his messenger bag down next to his desk and picked up his coffee mug.

It was eleven o'clock on a Saturday night, and there was supposed to be some case that needed their attention and couldn't wait. The bullpen was pretty dark and quiet as it was a weekend, and most of the other agents actually had lives.

"You're a bit of a smart ass this late on a Saturday night." Morgan said as he followed the young genius into the break room with his own coffee mug.

"Actually… I'm a little pissed, I was on a date." Reid said as he picked up the coffee pot and poured out a cup.

"Yeah… sure you were kid. You don't have to say that." Morgan said.

Reid went to the cabinet and fumbled around for the sugar, as the container on the counter was empty. Just once, couldn't the person that used the last of the sugar replenish it? He guessed it was too much to ask.

He turned back and added a lot to his cup, stirred it and began to sip it slowly. "If only the coffee actually tasted good," He complained to his friend.

"Yeah… it's terrible alright." Morgan drank some from his cup and made a face.

"So what's the big emergency?" Reid asked again.

"I told you I don't know. I'm waiting for Hotch and JJ to brief us. I guess they're waiting for Emily to get here." Morgan sat down behind his desk, and watched the younger man sit and drink down the rest of his coffee.

"I hope it isn't another bad one." Reid said, his eyes looking far away. "I just got back and I need a break."

"Yeah… but you're going to be okay." Morgan promised his friend.

"I hope so…" He swayed a little in his chair, and Morgan got out of his seat to go stand next to the younger agent's desk.

"Hey man… you feeling okay?" Morgan asked.

"Yeah… I'm fine…" Reid's eyes were closing and his head snapped forward and then back again. "I guess I'm more tired than I thought." His words were slurring together and Morgan stepped forward to catch him when he fell out of his chair in a heap.

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"I don't like this." Morgan said to Rossi after laying the unconscious Reid on the couch in his office. "I can't believe you talked me into drugging him. He's going to hate all of us and I don't blame him!"

"It's necessary. If we want to make sure that Reid never has to suffer the way he did when he was in the hands of the likes of Tobias Henkel, we have to do this." Rossi explained for the tenth time.

"I know that, but I just don't like drugging him like that. Tobias drugged him and look what happened." Morgan said looking down at the sleeping young man with a lot of concern on his handsome face.

"It's for the greater good," Emily said as she walked in, but she didn't look that comfortable with what they'd done either.

Hotch opened the door and was followed by JJ, and a very short, red haired man, with startling green eyes. He was thinner than Reid, and his face was lined and creased as though someone had rolled it up and thrown it into the back of their closet. His lips were thin, and his nose looked like it had been broken a few times. He wore an orange polo shirt and a pair of dark brown trousers. His shoes were scuffed and black, and he wore a white lab coat over the whole ensemble, which clashed horribly with his hair.

"This is The Doctor." Hotch said unnecessarily.

The man only grunted in impatience. "We need to get him downstairs now?" He said ignoring the rest of the team when they began to grumble.

"Hey man… you're not taking him anywhere till you tell us what's going on." Morgan crossed the room and stood in front of the door.

"The Doctor isn't going to hurt Reid in any way, you have to trust me on this," Hotch said.

He laid a hand on the other agents arm and Morgan moved aside. The Doctor opened the door and disappeared for a minute before returning with a gurney and a couple of beefy looking men in military fatigues. They transferred the unconscious Reid to the gurney and left with the team's young friend.

"Alright Hotch what is going on? What have we done here?" Morgan growled.

"The Doctor will implant a chip into Reid, a GPS tracking device into the skin of his back."

"Whoa… wait just a minute. Are you telling me that you're putting a chip into Reid without his permission? Don't you think he's going to be just a little pissed when he finds out? Jesus Hotch… what were you thinking." Morgan yelled.

"Don't you think I didn't agonize over this decision Morgan? What else was I supposed to do? He was nearly killed by Tobias Henkel and he's been kidnapped three times since then. We can't afford to lose him as a field agent, so it was either this, or taking him out of the field. How do you think he would feel about that?" Hotch argued. He and Morgan were toe to toe. Rossi stepped up and tried to get between the two furious men.

"Guys isn't this a little drastic!" Emily said. "Why don't we just teach him self defense -"

Morgan rounded on her, and she stepped back and almost fell over JJ who was standing behind her. "I've tried, he just can't get it. Besides these guys usually drug him or take him by surprise."

"Morgan is right. This is the only way if he wants to stay in the field. Garcia will have the tracking codes for the chip, and if there is any reason to think he's in trouble, she'll track him down before anyone can hurt him." Hotch explained. Garcia looked completely blown away by this news.

"Now… everyone get some rest. I'll call you when it's over and he's awake."

The team began to murmur and complain. "I said go home." Hotch ordered.

They filed out of the office one by one. Morgan gave Hotch one last long look that would have burned through steel and left.

"Are you sure you're doing the right thing Aaron?" Rossi asked his friend.

"It's been approved by the Director. I don't know what else to do." Hotch sighed. Rossi left the office and headed out to the elevator. Whatever happened now was on Hotch's shoulders.

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Hotch watched Reid sleeping in his own bed after the procedure. Normally implanting a chip didn't require full sedation, unless you didn't want the party in question to resist, which Reid would have resisted. Hotch remembered Dr. Theodore Bryar and the hostages on the train in Texas. One of them was Elle, and Reid has risked his life for them because of an imaginary chip. What would be do when he found out the team had betrayed him.

A sound drew Hotch's attention from the problem of dealing with Reid's reaction. The Doctor had advised against telling Reid about the chip but Hotch had disagreed. He couldn't keep something like that from the young man. Reid would know something was amiss when he woke up anyway and constructing a lie would make it worse.

He looked down and saw the young man slowly blink open his eyes and look up at Hotch. "Hotch…" He said quietly. "What happened? Why am I in my own room? What are you doing here?"

"You're ok Reid. I'll tell you everything in a minute. Can you sit up?"

Reid pushed himself up and said, "Yeah I feel fine, just a little tired."

"Are you sure you're okay." Hotch asked, not moving from his position next to the closet.

"I'm fine… What the hell is going on?"

"You've had a small operation Reid."

"What are you talking about?" Reid demanded looking totally bewildered.

"Reid you've been kidnapped, tortured, beaten and held hostage more times than I can count. I don't want you to get hurt anymore and neither does the team and bureau. We took certain steps to make sure that doesn't happen."

"Hotch you're scaring me. What is going on?" Reid was squeaking and his eyes were darting around as though looking for escape or a weapon.

"Reid… everything that's happened is my fault and my decision. No one else on the team wanted this to happen. I talked Morgan into drugging you and while you were out a friend in the CIA implanted a micro chip in your body with a GPS Tracker so that if you get kidnapped again we can find you."

Reid was very silent for a long time, and then a grin broke out on his face. "This is a joke right? I always knew you had a sense of humor boss, but this is pretty out there."

"It's not a joke Reid."

Reid looked his boss right in the eye and saw that the man was not kidding. Oh boy… this wasn't good at all!