Authors Note: I'm sorry about the last chapter everyone. I know it wasn't my best work, and it felt more like a half chapter, but I really wanted to push the plot along. I haven't even introduced the main antagonist and it's already chapter six! In the words of a famous peanut, "Good Grief!" lol I'll try to get things moving on the supernatural elements.

Thank you again to all the people who read, reviewed, and alerted this story. :)

The Abby of Thelema Ch.6

Reid woke slowly, dripping with sweat. His skin burned, every inch of him on fire, and he tore at his shirt as he rolled and stumbled out of bed.

With blurry eyes he glared at the varying shades of red in the room. The walls seemed to be mocking him, pressing in to create his own personal hell.

He groped blindly along the wall until he found the bathroom and the light gave him an instant head ache when it found his eyes.

His legs were suddenly weak and he dropped to his knees and crawled toward what looked like the outline of a bathtub.

Each movement was agony but he pulled himself up and found the nob that controlled the cold water.

He alternated between gulping down handfuls and holding his head under the deluge.

Derek woke with a start to empty arms. The room was freezing and he was on his feet immediately when he realized the balcony door was open.

There was no sign of Reid outside and then he noticed the sound of rushing water. He walked quickly over to the bathroom and let out a breath as he looked down at Spencer.

"How you feelen kid?"

Spencer's shoulders shook slightly as he slid back down the tub to the floor, turning to look at Derek. He was crying again. "Wha...," he took a deep breath and shook his head, which only intensified the ache. "What happened?"

Derek sighed, "I was hoping you could tell me." He grabbed a hand towel as he walked over. "When I came out of the restaurant you were gone." He rubbed the towel on Spencer's head and dabbed his face, leaning it up to look at him. "Reid...I understand what you're going through...but you can't...just..."

Spencer's eyes were half lidded and glazed. "Come on, lets get you some food."

Derek stood and held out a hand. Spencer looked down, "I'm not hungry."

"Reid you have to eat, you haven't had anything but drugs in your system for almost five days. Come on man. I'll get you anything, anything you want to eat."

Slowly Spencer slid his hands to the sides of his head and drew his knees into his chest, "I'm not hungry", he whined.

"Reid..."

"No! I don't want to eat!" He looked up at Derek, "I just want... Please Derek...did you bring it with you?"

Derek looked down at him stunned. "After all this, you still want more?"

"Just a little bit, I swear I...when the bottle's done I'll stop! I promise. Derek! My head, it feels like it's splitting in two..."

Derek knelt down and looked Spencer in the eyes. "Reid...I love you..." He let the words hang in the air for a moment. "But I'll be damed if I'm going to let you put anymore of that poison in your body."

He grabbed the ever pale man under his arms and hauled him to his feet. "Now, you're going to come downstairs with me and eat, do you understand?"

Spencer looked at him clearly in pain but resiliently defiant. "You can't make me eat Derek." He'd almost spat his name.

Derek gave him an angry look and turned, dragging the frail man with him.

Spencer fought him, weak as he was, he twisted in his grasp eventually punching and kicking at Derek. But the bigger man just picked him up and threw him over his shoulder.

"Let me go Morgan!" Spencer pounded his friends back and kicked out as best he could with no affect.

They could smell bacon frying as they descended the stairs, and when they reached the kitchen Derek stopped in his tracks with wide eyes.

The honey eyed woman was wrapped in her companions arms sharing a kiss that would make any onlooker uncomfortable.

Zhin wound her fist in the soft curls, a look of desperation in her face as she drank in the other woman. Lenora moaned into her mouth, her legs around her lover's waist and her arms around Zhin's neck. The two clung to each other seemingly oblivious to the two men now side by side trying hard not to stare at them. Zhin suddenly wrenched Lenora's head back and she let loose a breathless gasp as the taller woman bit down hard on her neck. She arched into the pain with a hiss and Derek couldn't watch anymore.

He cleared his throat and Reid swallowed with an extremely dry throat.

The pair looked up sharply and Derek suddenly stepped in front of Reid.

Lenora smiled, he had very good instincts.

"I'm sorry boys. We didn't know you were up. Um, we made you some breakfast. Come," she held out a hand towards the large table.

Derek took Spencer's hand and pulled him in to the chair next to him. There were pancakes and sausages, biscuits with honey and jam, coffee and just about anything else one could imagine eating for breakfast. Derek watched as Zhin brought over a plate of bacon before sitting down beside Lenora. He was about to speak when his stomach growled like a bear on steroids.

The three of them laughed, "we'll have time to talk Derek, eat," Lenora inclined her head.

Derek began loading a plate with pancakes and then placed it in front of Spencer, who looked away.

"Come on kid, I know all about your little pancake obsession." Spencer tried to stand but Derek caught his arm. "One pancake and I'll let you be, I promise." Derek hooked a finger under his chin and turned his face to meet his eyes.

The women watched them closely.

A tear escaped Spencer's eye and Derek whipped it away with his thumb, "just one...please", he smiled, small but hopeful.

Lenora passed Spencer a fork, brushing their fingers together, and Reid's stomach instantly growled.

He looked at Derek wide eyed and the four of them chuckled in unison, dispelling the awkward air in the room.

Morgan ruffled his hair and the rest of the meal was eaten in good natured silence.

Reid stared at himself in the bathroom mirror. There were several dark bruises littering his body and he looked over at Derek standing in the doorway. His face had shifted repeatedly from angry to concerned, "when I found you...your room had been completely destroyed. Are you sure you don't remember anything?"

"No, nothing...I was unconscious the whole time." Reid swallowed when he looked down his pants. "Did ugh...did they..." He was to scared to ask the question.

"No, no there was no blood...no tearing..." Derek looked at his feet, "just the bruises." He sighed, "Reid...I'm sor..."

A loud buzzing come from the bedroom and Derek answered his phone quietly.

"Morgan."

"Derek good, is Reid still with you?"

"Yes."

"Good", Hotch said in a hushed tone. "We've found a place for him...and we have a new case."

"Okay, where should we meet you?"

"Gedion's going to take Reid to the center. He'll meet you at Reid's apartment and then you should get to Quantico as soon as possible."

"Alright."

"And Morgan...," Hotch hesitated. "Don't tell Reid we have a case. I want him as far away from this one as possible. Understood?"

"Yea, I'll be there soon," Derek said suddenly anxious.

'He probably doesn't want Spence to worry about not being able to help with the case', Derek thought.

"Derek", Reid said from behind him.

Derek turned placing his phone in his pocket. "Gedion found a rehab center that will take you in today, and Hotch filed some extended personal leave time for you."

"Oh", Reid looked down and crossed his arms over his chest.

Derek couldn't help but reach out for him and he put his arms around the young man. Reid folded into the hug. His temperature had dropped drastically and he blushed at how warm Derek's arms were. The sent of his skin was thick in his nose and he gripped his shirt tight, breathing in deep.

Derek smiled at the spicy sent of Reid's hair, and he tightened his hold when he felt the genius bury his face in his neck.

Lenora watched the two from the doorway, Zihn's arm around her shoulders.

'My little one is in love', she thought.

'Don't worry, I'll watch over Reid. That gou erzi will never lay a finger on him', Zihn answered.

Lenora's giggle broke the silence, startling the two men.

"How do you two keep sneaking up on us", Derek laughed.

Lenora waved him off. "It's time to go guys."

Gedion smiled his usual awkward smile as they pulled up in front of Reid's apartment.

Geidon nodded to the pair as they got out of the SUV. "Morgan, Reid."

"Thank you for doing this," Derek said looking at Reid.

"Yes, thank you, and for keeping my situation...discrete," Spencer unconsciously inched closer to Derek. "I don't know what I'd do without the BAU."

"I know," Gedion shrugged and held out a large black bag. "Ready to go?"

Spencer nodded. He hugged Derek again, briefly, suddenly nervous about showing to much affection in front of a high ranking member of their team.

"Stay strong kid," Derek whispered to him. "We'll all be here when you get back."

Reid nodded and walked with Gedion to his car.

Gedion watched him watch Morgan in the side rear view mirror as they drove away.

Agent Morgan walked in to the briefing room with a faint smile. Reid was going to get the help he needed and he'd be back spouting off random facts and making bad jokes in no time.

It disappeared the second he saw the photo of the latest victim on the view screen.

"Alright everyone, this is going to be a very difficult case. As you can see from these photos there's already a defendant physical pattern." Hotch took a breath. "Once again these murders weren't connected because of the time between the kills and the constant crossing of state lines. But as far as we can tell the killings began in LasVegas about five years ago."

Derek felt sick, physically sick.

The chin length wavy hair, large eyes, and thin build...

"That's why you didn't want me to tell him about the case," Derek swallowed with a dry mouth. "All the victims...they look just like Reid."