Chapter 3 anyone? Were finally getting into angsty bitchy Reid! YAY, he is so much fun to write!

BTW I still own Charlie, tough luck Charlie lovers! And I don't own Criminal minds! DARN!

ALSO! This is before the fiasco of episode 2! It's kind of like a derailed version of what could have possibly happened in season 7.

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Working with people you don't trust is like trying to dig a hole with a plastic spoon, infuriatingly difficult. It was Reid's first morning acting like he used to act when he was a druggy. Charlie hadn't allowed him to drink coffee; instead she gave him an extremely decaf tea. She said they had to make him look like himself still even though he was now 'fake using.' She also kept him up all night teaching him fighting moves so his body felt like absolute crap. He couldn't move one joint without being in pain, which also brought up the thought of what she went through for her training.

Reid walked through the bullpen with his shoulders more slumped and he stumbled a bit to add to the effect. His hands were shaking because of caffeine withdrawal, and his eyes had even darker circles around them from the lack of sleep.

"Hey pretty boy." Morgan greeted from Emily's desk as Reid walked by in his tired stupor.

"Morning." Reid mumbled in reply as he heavily sat down at his desk, his muscles aching in response.

"Whoa, long night?" He asked as Emily raised an eyebrow taking in his purposely dishevelled appearance. His hair was a mess (Charlie told him to shower than do nothing with it except run his fingers through it), his tie was slightly undone and his shirt was buttoned wrong. Emily and Morgan took note that his sleeves were down yet the cuffs were unbuttoned (again purposely done).

"Yeah, an extremely long night." He once again mumbled not noticing the concerned looks of his team mates.

"Are you having nightmares again, Reid?" Morgan asked who was suddenly in front of him. Reid hadn't noticed because he was too busy noticing the pain in his muscled.

"No, it's not that," Reid paused an idea suddenly formed in his head. Charlie told him he needed to be a little less Reid like so... "I had a friend over." Reid told them simply. His inner self smirking at his own brilliance.

"A friend, eh?" Emily inquired.

"Did this friend happen to be of the female variety?" Morgan chuckled, knowing Reid would most likely answer a definite no.

"That's for me to know, and you to not ever find out." Reid smirked and stood up to go make a call. Morgan's face was probably the most hilarious thing he had seen in a while, Emily's too for that matter. She wasn't the only one who could tell lies.

"Well that is just beyond odd, but I'm extremely proud of the kid. Do you think I'm rubbing off on him?" Morgan mused.

"Yeah let's hope not. But you're right about the part about that being really odd. Since when has Reid ever been that cocky?" She asked.

"No that wasn't him being cocky," Rossi said as he walked up behind them after listening to the whole conversation, "He was trying to mess with your minds."

"Should we be worried?" Emily thought out loud. If Reid was messing with people then that could be a cause for concern.

"I'm not sure." Rossi told them before heading off to his office. All the while he made a mental note to keep a close eye on Reid.

Later during that day Reid's little handshakes had started to get noticed. He heard heels to his right and realized someone was talking to him.

"What?" He snapped at whoever it was. The raging headache he had was begging for him to get some coffee while the sanity he had left was drowning itself in muscle aches.

"I was just asking if you were okay Spence." Jennifer, oh how he hated Jennifer lately. Charlie told him to channel that anger into being the little drug addicted bitch he used to be.

"I'm fine Jennifer, thank you so much for your concern of my well being." Reid sneered at her, which in turn caused Emily to turn her attention to Reid as well as Hotch and Rossi who were standing off to the side a ways.

"Sorry I was just asking." Jennifer told him and he could hear the hurt in her voice. In the sick, twisted, revenge filled part of his mind he felt good about that. The other part of him screamed "say sorry!" Sadly the vengeance seeking part of his mind shut the good part up.

"Like you asked about how I was feeling all those weeks when she," he gestured to Emily, "was supposedly dead. Oh and thanks for telling me about that, you're a super great friend!" Reid hissed sarcastically at a stunned Jennifer.

"Reid, enough!" Hotch ordered as he marched over to get in between the little fight.

"Why of course Hotch, I always trust your judgement in every sort of matter. Oh wait no I don't! Want to know why? Because you're a liar too!" Reid yelled. He was starting to attract a crowd. Morgan and Penelope had walked through the glass doors and were staring wide eyed at Reid. Suddenly Reid noticed a familiar face walking past the glass doors and toward Strauss' office. She gave him a signal and a look that said tone it down or get out.

"Reid that was something I did to protect the team and Prentiss. If you want to talk about this we can talk about this in my office. So I suggest you go there now or leave and cool off!" Hotch told him in the voice that would be considered as yelling without the raise in volume. Reid quickly collected his things with his shaky hands and left, accidentally shoving past Morgan and Penelope in the process of leaving.

"What the hell was that about?" Morgan asked walking across the bullpen, while other people who had been there went back to work.

"I... I don't know what I did." JJ muttered to herself.

"I'm talking to him when he gets back. You didn't do anything JJ." Hotch said and walked briskly to his office. Prentiss was thinking about how Reid's behaviour reminded her of something but she couldn't quite put her finger on. Rossi was thinking to himself how he noticed Reid's hands shaking. All the while Charlie was making her way to Strauss' office a small smile gracing her lips, Reid was one hell of an actor when he was pissed. She noticed he looked even more like the druggy he was playing.

Upon coming to the head agent's office Charlie steeled herself, she had memorized what she was going to say last night with Reid, and she could do this. She raised her fist and knocked twice.

"Come in." An authority's voice said from the other side. Charlie took a deep breath and pulled at her pencil skirt a little. She hated business suits, even if they did look great on her. She opened the door and walked straight to Agent Strauss' desk.

"Hello ma'am my name is Lieutenant Lillian Moscoe."

"You're General Reese Moscoe's daughter correct?" Strauss asked without looking up from the papers she was sorting on her desk.

"Yes I am, but I'm not here about me or my father. I'm actually here about Dr. Reid...?" Charlie told her slowly.

"Alright, I'm listening." Strauss said while setting her papers down on her desk.

"He has agreed to an undercover mission with my team..."

"He's a part of my bureau he shouldn't be allowed to make those decisions." She told Charlie.

"Well you see, my dad, I mean General Moscoe has made arrangements with the head of the FBI that should have reached you already."

"I have received nothing of the sort."

"Well that's awkward for me. Any way Reid has signed the contract and is going to be working with my undercover ops team in Las Vegas. I can't tell you what we're doing, hence the term undercover, but I will need your help." Charlie stood in the middle of the room twirling her fingers.

"And what must I do?" Strauss asked leaning forward in her chair.

"You are going to have to fake fire Reid so the team knows that he won't be coming back and that he's not on the good path of life at the moment."

"What exactly am I firing him for?"

"Oh right, you are going to find him doing drugs in the records room in exactly 2 weeks at 3:15pm." Charlie smiled sheepishly.

"Alright, this is probably going to be the most fun I've had in a while. Not that I want to, how did you put it again? 'Fake fire' Dr. Reid mind you, but I haven't done something interesting in this place in god knows how long. I'd love to help you Lieutenant. And no it's not because I'm close friends with your father." Strauss told her with a small smile gracing her lips.

"Alright! Great! Now I got to go talk to Reid because I just watched him have a fit in the middle of the bullpen! Later ma'am!" Charlie exclaimed as she rushed from the office. Then came running back in.

"Oops forgot, here's my number!" She placed a small slip of paper on the desk and then rushed back out once again.

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Charlie found Reid back at his apartment. He was sitting at his table with a cup of coffee in front of him. He was still fuming, he hadn't ever let his anger out like that while sober and damn did it feel good. He really needed to show his feelings more, he decided.

"Hey, that was an impressive show today, but you might want to tone it down a little and build it up." Charlie commented casually as she slipped out of her heels.

"It felt really good." He told her, "I wish I had realized that yelling at people would feel this good when I was in high school or University. I don't think I'd have this much stress on my shoulders at all times."

"How lovely, but did you even listen to the plan? You know the one we talked about last night? About how you were going to build up the anger by making snide comments here and there?" Charlie asked sitting down across from him.

"Yes I did, but ugh! She was just being so nice! Like there was nothing wrong! She took me in for 10 weeks while I was crying and never told me the dead friend I was mourning was alive!" Reid snapped. Charlie's face remained impassive.

"You don't need to yell at me, what they did was six different shades of wrong but still it was for protection."

"Yeah they did a great job protecting me, they lost every bit of trust I had in them." With that said Reid stood up and walked to the couch, grabbed a book, sat down and started reading. He was trying to get rid of all the anger he felt towards them but it was so hard. His hands shook with the force he was gripping the book. Suddenly Charlie was beside him.

"Want to go punch something... Or shoot something?" She asked. He nodded and together they left his apartment to go find some way to let off some of Reid's anger.

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Strauss might be a little not accurate but we hardly ever see her and I secretly think she has a sadistic side. Don't we all?