Hotch watched his agent sleep, and he smiled. He looked so peaceful as he slept. Hotch walked to Spencer's kitchen, looking in the fridge. He wanted to make something to eat for him when he got up. He raised his eyebrows at the empty fridge besides a
couple apples and oranges.

He then looked in the cupboard to see nothing but coffee grounds and tea bags. He pulled out a green tea bag, and put the kettle on. He could still feel the anger inside of him, but he knew he needed to concentrate on Spencer. He had made calls to Morgan,
JJ, and Rossi on what happened. He had told them that he would be arresting Bill after he had a talk with Spencer.

As the kettle came to a boil, Hotch poured the water in a creamy coloured cup and put the tea in. He put a bit of sugar in, and walked into the living room. As he put it on the table, he noticed Spencer wake up. He smiled at him.

"I made you tea." He said. Spencer got up.

"Thank you." He said, and grabbed the mug.

He sipped it, not looking at Hotch. Hotch knew he felt shame, and embarrassment, but he wanted him to know the whole team was there for him. He sat down beside Reid. "Can you tell me what happened when you left the bar?" He asked gently, and Reid paused.

He put the cup in his lap, and focused his eyes on the floor.

"Bill gave us a ride home, a-and after he dropped Morgan and Garcia off, h-he gave me a bottle of water, and I started to feel dizzy. I-I fell asleep and when I woke up, he was on top of me." Hotch put a hand on Reid's back.

He felt anger run through him when he realized Reid was drugged.

"He began to touch me there." Hotch watched as tears fell down Reid's face.

"I-I tried to get him to stop, but he wouldn't." Hotch felt his heart clench.

When Reid was sad, it hurt him. He knew it was like that with everyone on the team, but he always wanted to make it better for him.

"He p-put himself in me a-and it really h-hurt." Reid sobbed, and Hotch grabbed the cup from his hands, putting it on the table.

He pulled Reid into him, and rubbed his back.

"I tried to get him off, I'm sorry I couldn't." Reid said.

"No, Reid, it wasn't your fault." Reid cried, holding onto Hotch.

"It was, I was drunk, I couldn't get him off of me." Reid cried harder. "I'm disgusting, I'm a freak!" Reid said.

Hotch felt tears in his eyes. Reid never had much confidence, but Bill had completely destroyed whatever confidence was left.

"No. You are amazing, you are intelligent and beautiful. Just because he hurt you doesn't make you anything bad, you are still the same." Reid cried into Hotch's chest.

Hotch just held him, whispering soothing words. He knew this was going to be a long journey of healing for him, and he was going to be there for all of it. Reid eventually fell asleep again, and Hotch knew the crying and the night before had exhausted
him. He put Reid on the couch, and put a blanket over him. He walked into the kitchen, calling Morgan.

He wanted someone to be with Spencer when he went and arrested Bill. He felt happy at the thought of putting him in jail. It was going to be hard for Reid to talk about it in court, but he knew he would feel safe once Bill was in jail. He dialedMorgan's
number, glancing at Reid to make sure he was still asleep. He smiled at the peaceful look on his face. He promised himself he would male sure he made Spencer happy again.