By the time the first week of 'fake using' and Reid's training was over he was practically collapsed on the couch. Charlie on the other hand had more energy than Reid could comprehend. They were sitting side by side watching a star trek marathon, drinking coffee when her cell phone rang.

"Yep?" Charlie answered. Reid wasn't listening to the conversation; he was too busy being in pain from the sore muscles to notice anything. The pain in his muscles actually helped to make it look like he was truly using, especially the weakness in his arms. Although he was starting to get better at the hand to hand training Charlie was teaching him. It only took 15 seconds to drop him the last time they sparred, which in Reid's case was very good.

"Great, thanks, I'll see you guys in a few." She finished her conversation and turned to Reid, "It's time to meet my team." She told him happily.

"You're team? As in your brother who is also conveniently your captain?" Reid asked trying to crack his stiff neck.

"Yup, they're like my other family! So c'mon, get dressed and then we can go meet them!" She said jumping up. He tried to get up but his aching muscle complained making him groan. In the end Charlie had to pull him up.

The street lights illuminated the rusty pipes on the old apartments as they walked by. Reid had never been to this part of town before; it was a foreign place to him. They were coming upon a shady looking hole in the wall bar before Reid knew it. It was brick, it was old and it was called "The Old Helmsman" which Reid thought was strange.

When they walked in they were immediately met with the boisterous laughter of men and women from all sides. Reid was starting to feel even more uncomfortable than he already was.

"Hey Charlie!" A loud gruff voice called from across the room.

"STEVE!" Charlie shouted, overjoyed when she saw a huge man hulking toward her. They hugged when he reached her and he lifted her off the ground with the force of it. The man "Steve" was African American, he had long dread locks and he was huge. He was buff and tall at least 6"5 Reid's brain supplied. He was feeling really scrawny in comparison to that man. When he finally released Charlie and put her back on the ground he sized up Reid.

"Wow, you were right when you said we had a lot of work to do, c'mon the guys are this way." He told them and started to lead them through the crowd.

"Did he just say we?" Reid asked nervously.

"Yes, I can't do all your training by myself. Sorry I forgot to tell you." Reid's eyes just widened at the new information. He was going to die.

"Alright guys," Charlie exclaimed getting to the table that housed very strong looking men, "This is Dr. Spencer Reid, smartest guy I know. He's got an IQ of 18, can read 20 000 words per minute, has an eidetic memory and has PhDs in mathematics, chemistry and engineering as well as in psychology, sociology and philosophy." Charlie said to the men while Reid stood uncomfortable as they scrutinized him.

"Wow, a genius, are you sure you made the right choice though Char? He looks a little, well he looks extremely awkward." The man sitting at the head of the table said. Reid blushed after the man pointed out one of his flaws.

"Yeah seriously he's scrawnier than Danny was when he went through puberty." The tanned man that set next to the head laughed.

"Oh shut up, Danny had our mom's genes Aaron, and he's my twin, what did you expect." Charlie shot back. Reid's eyes widened, he didn't know Charlie had a twin.

"Anyway, Reid," She said finally addressing him, "The head of the table is my brother and captain, Jake Moscoe, the annoying guy on his right is Aaron Bajardo, he's from Vegas too, we grew up together, the burly guy who hugged me is Steve Jones, the broody guy is Adhey Cheasequah, he's a Cherokee descendent, and the wiry, slightly Asian kid is Chase Thompson, but we call him Ace." Charlie told him as she pulled out a chair to sit in, Reid followed suit.

Reid, after meeting Charlie's team was shocked at how family like it was. Almost like his team, well his team used to be. Ace was an expert with anything gun or explosive, his mother was Korean while his father was English, so he talked with a British accent. He was roughly six feet maybe a little shorter he had spiked black hair and looked far more white than Korean. Steve was a martial arts expert that could kick anyone's ass on that team, even Charlie's. He was originally from Chicago and he reminded Reid of Morgan a little. Except Steve was way darker, both his parents were from Africa and they moved to the USA when they had him. His parents are still alive and they live in Chicago. Adhey was extremely interesting; he was an expert in stealth and was very spiritual. Both his parents live on a reserve while he branched out and went to University in Colorado. He believed in all the old Cherokee legends and had a very good sense of self. Aaron Bajardo was from Spain but moved to Las Vegas Nevada when he was 6. His mother was dead and his father joined the air force after becoming an American citizen. That was where General Moscoe met him and then their kids became best friends. He was Jakes age which was 36.

Reid also found out some new information about Charlie's family. She had a twin brother name Danny Moscoe, and an older sister named Bobbi Moscoe, unlike Charlie her first name was actually a man's name. Charlie's mom was a nurse at Las Vegas general hospital and her father worked for the marines as just another soldier. When Charlie was 13 Reese Moscoe got promoted to having his own undercover stealth force team, he started grooming his son Jake who was the oldest to be the captain. All the kids were trained in fighting and tactics since they were born. After two years of University Jake became a part of his father's team. Bobbi was also considered to take the job but she took her mother's route and became a nurse, she then moved to San Francisco, got married and had two kids. Charlie also attended two years of University and then joined her father's team. Danny, who didn't want anything to do with being a marine, joined the Las Vegas police force.

Out of all the information that was given about them one thing stood out the most. When Charlie was 15 her mother died of a brain tumour, which caused their move to Maine. Once in Maine Charlie had started to party a lot and her brother did too. Jake became no fun and trained harder and Bobbi tried her best to ignore them all. A month after Charlie turned 16 she was kidnapped and the rest is history. Danny was actually the one who put Charlie in rehab after she relapsed the second time and .

As Spencer sat in bed trying to focus on reading but to distracted to try, his thoughts went back to what he and Charlie were planning. They were going to get him fired. He didn't want to be fired, but in the true sense of things he wasn't actually going to be fired. He was on an undercover mission that involved him looking like a drug addict and getting fired.

The getting fired part was a safety measure just in case anyone from their mission found out he was FBI. If they knew he'd been fired for drug possession and use they'd not be as suspicious as they would if they found out he was still working for feds.

The truth of everything was that he was nervous, he didn't want to see his team's disappointed faces as they thought he was using again. Although he still didn't trust anyone as much as he used to, and he truly despised Hotch and Jennifer. Emily was just hated; he still couldn't understand how she could do that to him. Reid's hands clenched the sheets over his body; he really couldn't wait to be out of there.

Yet then again the mission seemed terribly dangerous, like "you could die at any second" dangerous. But Charlie's team expressed their confidence that they could get him to act more like a confident kick ass marine. The only problem was he was going to have to learn how to be different and he hadn't been anybody but himself since he was born. Also he wasn't terribly good at making eye contact, or touching other people. If he really thought about it he would consider himself as very slightly autistic, but Charlie's confidence in him overwhelmed that. She was already teaching him how to act overly cocky and confident. He didn't like the way she made him talk though. She told him he'd have to talk slower and lazier, like he didn't really care about what he was saying. He also had to stand straighter, to his full height of 6'2 and he'd have to dress differently. He liked the way he dressed but Charlie insisted and had taken him out shopping, he shuddered as he remembered all the new clothes they bought.

Trying on the clothes had been embarrassing because Charlie asked two other shopping associates to join in and judge as well. When he walked out in the first outfit Charlie picked he wasn't sure what was going on. The two clerks were practically drooling over him.

"You look so sexy!" Charlie exclaimed in awe and the two clerks just nodded in agreement.

"I don't get it though, I'm just wearing dark jeans, a dark top and a light colored blazer, how is this any different than what everyone else wears?" He questioned.

"First of all, nobody can pull that off like you, second it actually fits your body and third you look like a fucking runway model!" She told him and once again the clerks nodded dumbstruck.

By the end of their shopping spree Reid had gotten the two store clerks numbers as well as four others from different stores they went to. All the while Charlie smiled smugly at him and told him he needed to show off his sexy more.

Reid's eyes wandered to the closet where all his new clothes were. He couldn't believe that just by dressing differently more women had noticed him, maybe some men too if he thought about the homosexual guy working at Calvin Klein.

Finally Reid noticed the time on his clock that Reid 2 am, so he put his book on the bed side table, got comfy and turned out the light.

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IM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN FOEVER! I just couldn't work up the will to write for a while because I couldn't put my thoughts into words. Hopefully the next chapter will be up soon. Oh and I had exams too which also made me put my writing on the back burner for a while. Hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Next time on Into the Darkness of the L.V Mob

Hotch stared at him in shock as Strauss said the three words.

"You are fired." She told him angrily. Reid just glared at her and grabbed the small vial of Dilaudid off her desk.

"Good, I hated it here anyway. Also this is mine, I paid off it and I am going to use it as much as I fucking want!" He shouted and inwardly cringed as he saw Hotch's eyes widen in shock. He didn't like the pity and disappointment rolling off him so he quickly exited the office to the waiting chaos in the bullpen.

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