"Good job, rookie. You just caught your first drug dealers." Officer Miles said to the newest recruit to the police force. It was his plan to capture Reid Gray and Lily Charleston. His plan was perfect, nothing could have gone wrong.

"Oh, so you came up with the plan... Sheesh how old are you? 12?" Charleston commented from the back seat of the cruiser. Gray snickered beside her.

"Shut it, dealer, or should I say, Lily Charleston?" The rookie shot back. Gray rolled his eyes.

"Oh wow, you know our names." Gray muttered sarcastically before glaring out the window. These cops were going to end up getting him and Charlie killed. Suddenly, two drivers caught his eye. It was Darius and Dmitri, driving a hulking 4x4 truck. They looked as equally shocked as Reid. They quickly reacted to the situation and turned into the middle of the road. Gray read their intentions immediately. Those two were going to t-bone the police cruiser.

A little earlier, a call had come in over the ride and caused the two other cruisers following behind the one Charlie and Reid were in to go and help. The only one left going to the station was the one they were in.

"Char, look out your window now please." He hissed at her, she quickly did as she was told and her eyes widened at what she saw. She reacted without any thought and just before the truck hit, she threw her body on top of Reid's to shield him from more damage.

The two cops were laughing in the front seat and had no time to even blink when the truck slammed into the right side of the car, crumpling the metal. The rookie, who was not in the driver's seat, was knocked out immediately. The other cop, the more experienced one, was stuck listening to the crunch of impact and the screeching of metal against metal. The cruiser slid across the asphalt, leaving tire marks on the ground. Charlie and Reid in the back seat, tried to stay as far away from the impact as possible, although some glass shards embedded themselves in Charlie's back. She hissed when the hit, but she was keeping Reid shielded so he wouldn't be more hurt.

Just as suddenly as the impact happened, it stopped and the police cruiser momentarily bounced, before becoming still. The only two conscious passengers left were Reid and Charlie, who had to quickly rearrange themselves to become Reid Gray and Lily Charleston again.

"You two alright in there?" Dmitri asked, as he and Darius pried open the door.

"Just peachy, Dmitri thanks for asking." Lily commented sarcastically as she carefully got out, making sure to use slow movements to not hurt her back even more. Gray got out after, watching his own injuries as well. The cops had taken off his sling when they had arrested him, after being shoved in a police car, handcuffed and hit by a truck, his shoulder hurt like a bitch. Not to mention he had some broken ribs to contend with, and let's not forget his concussion.

The chilly Las Vegas night air surrounded Reid as he stepped out of the car. Charlie already had a knife out and was picking the lock on the handcuffs. She always kept two small knives in her boots, and since her boots were structured she had an easy time hiding them. When Charlie's popped open, she went to work on Reid's handcuffs, when the driving officer woke up.

"No..." He groaned, trying to get out of the car to do his job, to capture the drug dealers.

"Oh shut up gramps." Darius said and whipped out his gun. Charlie who was still working on Reid's handcuffs didn't realize what was happening until it was too late. Darius had walked over to the older officer and shot him point blank in the head. Reid's head snapped up, and shock crossed his features, before he quickly masked it and turned away. His thoughts centered on how he could have saved the man if he had been more observant. Suddenly a clicking noise caught his attention and his handcuffs were falling to the ground.

"Let's go, you guys are taking forever." Darius told them nonchalantly and walked back to the truck. Dmitri shrugged and casually followed. Reid and Lily did not say anything and climbed into the back of the truck. As they sped away, Reid couldn't help but glance back at the mangled police car, his thoughts a jumbled mess of guilt.

...

"So what happened here?" Hotch asked as the CSIs worked to gather evidence from the smashed police cruiser. Morgan Hotch and Rossi had shown up just a few minutes after the call came in, and they left Prentiss and JJ to continue working the profile.

"The cop car was carrying two people of interest, Reid Gray and Lily Charleston. We think, in an attempt to bust them loose, some of their buddies rammed a 4x4 truck into the side of the car. Officer Masters got the worst of it, he's in the hospital in serious condition, and I guess they thought he was dead. They shot Officer Miles in the head, point blank, revenge for arresting them? It doesn't matter, we are going to find these fucking drug dealers and lock them up for the rest of their lives." The Officer in charge of the crime scene angrily clenched his fists as he finished his explanation.

"Do we know anything else?" Rossi questions as he investigated the body of the dead officer. He had been shot point blank.

"We think he was shot with a 9mm." The officer muttered.

"Thanks, that helps." Morgan commented, supposedly the drug dealing brother Darius and Dmitri used 9mms. The team still had no idea what Gray and Charleston used, but at least they had new info on who took out the cruiser and killed the young girls.

"So, the brothers crashed this car." Hotch casually supplied.

"It would seem so, Rossi anything particular about the body?"

"Nope, he must have been staring right at the person who did this to him though." Hotch nodded, his thoughts returning to how the doctors would not let the team visit Mrs. Reid, she was, apparently, in a bad way. Hotch suddenly remembered when Reid told him about how his mother was known to 'feel' things, she liked to say "a mother knows". Maybe she already knew that her son was dead.

"Yo, Hotch?" Morgan called. His voice however did not hold the same quality it usually did; it had a haunting mourning tinge to it.

"Yes, right, we should, uh, we should." Hotch stuttered trying to refocus his thoughts.

"We should get back to the station." Rossi concluded, his head clear, even though Spencer had been shot dead. Or so the team thought, Rossi as usual, had his own suspicions.

...

"OW! Oh my god, could you be a little gentler?" Charlie complained as Adhey pulled the small pieces of glass from her back. Reid was watching her with mild interest; his thoughts seemed to keep rerouting back to the dead police officer.

"I could be, if you weren't moving so much." He muttered back at her. Charlie breathlessly laughed humorlessly, Adhey being sarcastic was rare.

"Spence, you okay?" Charlie asked suddenly, which snapped the young man out of his thoughts.

"Fine." He quietly answered. He then continued to stare off into space since Charlie did not press the matter. His thoughts started to wander, and he wondered if it was time to tell is team what had been going on. Although they would be terribly pissed off at him for lying to them. Also Hotch had shot him, so they would be happy he was alive. Then again, he didn't tell them he was alive. Reid groaned aloud and buried his head in his hands, there were far too many outcomes to think about which frustrated him to no end.

Adhey was finished bandaging Charlie and she was leading him out the flat. She said her goodbyes at the door and he inconspicuously snuck out back to his car. They couldn't have anyone knowing that Adhey was not as 'bad' as them. Reid ran his fingers through his hair, he could barely think straight. Adhey had insisted on changing his bandages and after that he had changed into a simple t-shirt and some sweat pants. Charlie had on some leggings and a baggy hoodie, due to her back being bandaged and sore.

"What's got you down?" She questioned as she sat down on the sofa beside him.

"I want to tell my team." He mumbled quietly.

"I don't think that's such a great idea, I mean, they think we're murderers, Agent Hotchner shot you, and you shot Morgan. Seriously babe, you think that's a good plan?"

"I don't know, I just, I don't think I can deal with this for any longer. Charlie it has been 5 months, this case, mission, whatever, wasn't supposed to last this long." He exclaimed throwing his hands to the air, and wincing as the movement aggravated his shoulder.

"Okay yeah, it's lasted a bit longer. But come on, you signed up for this."

"Only because you made me!"

"How did I make you?" She sneered, standing up and crossing her arms, glaring down at him.

"You were the one that suggested maybe I get away. Also you offered me the job when I was in a vulnerable state. Fuck Charlie, I was on the verge of using!" He yelled standing up and staring down at her. Even though he was 6"1 and she was 5"7, the height difference barely mattered.

"So? You didn't sign anything until after that night, and please, you were the one going around cursing out your friends!"

"I felt betrayed, they lost my trust!"

"OH, of course! I'm sorry, I forgot, they lost your trust. Wasn't that the whole reason you joined my team in the first place?!"

"What? NO!"

"Yeah actually, if I remember correctly, it was because you were being a big baby, and wanted an escape, you tried drugs and I gave you an out. You should be thanking me! If it wasn't for me, you'd be shooting up somewhere all alone right now!" She shouted and with that Spencer couldn't take it any longer; her drew his arm back and threw a punch with his left arm. It was a sloppy anger filled punch and Charlie caught it easily. She twisted his arm behind his back and tripped him so he fall face first into the couch. He yelped as he felt his broken ribs protest, but Charlie didn't let up.

"Look, I get that you're angry, and I get that you miss your friends. But deal with it. Right now we have our job to do and they have theirs." She finally relinquished his arm and stepped back. He sat up on the couch, breathing heavily and holding his midsection.

"I'm going to call Jake and Danny; I'll be back in a few." She snapped and angrily left the room, slamming the door. Reid continued to sit and he stared numbly at the floor. What did I just do? He thought.

...

TADA! I finally finished! So originally I had them at the police station, then I didn't like it, so I moved them to the police car then to the station and I didn't like it again, so I came up with this. I'm sorry it took so long. I lost the will to write there for a while. So here. R&R PLEASE! I need to know your thoughts!

~Love SpiderKate