Yes, I'm continuing this one! I got so many people asking me to, so I decided to write another chapter and… que sera sera. I hope you're all still with me! Also, if anyone is interested in it, I'm willing to continue my other submission to The-Vampire-Act's contest. Just... Let me know at the bottom, with a review. I'll even open the Anonymous Reviews thingy...

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"Has anyone seen Reid?" Morgan asked as he entered the round table room, a steaming cup of coffee held in his hands.

"I know," Prentiss said, glancing up with slight concern at Morgan's cup. "It isn't like him to be late." I hope nothing serious has happened to him, she thought.

"Maybe he got up late, or missed his train, or… something." JJ trailed off, worrying just as much as her co-workers about their young genius.

Meanwhile, out in the bullpen, Hotch and Rossi were watching the news on one of the television screens scattered throughout the bullpen, which were airing a recent story just breaking now. A young redheaded reporter in a powder-blue business suit was delivering the report.

…This just in, one of the DC Metro train lines, line 1750 running from Washington DC to Quantico, VA appears to have gone off the tracks, and is now on fire under the tunnels. It is unclear at this moment as to how that happened, but there are at least 20 confirmed injured, and some passengers have been taken to a McLean, VA hospital. Witnesses on the train also reported seeing a young man who appeared to be in his early twenties dragging another unconscious young man from the train wreck. While witnessess can confirm that the man being dragged is in fact a passenger, it is still unclear if the other man, as seen in this clip we're about to show you, caused the train to crash….

What followed was a blurry shot of a young man dragging a limp figure onto a subway platform before setting the figure down, surveying the site in front of him for a moment before picking up the unconscious figure at his feet one more and dragging it out of the station.

At that moment, JJ came out of the round table room "Hotch, Rossi, have either of you heard from Reid?" she started. "He usually isn't this late to briefings, and we're starting to… Isn't that Reid's train?"

"What?" Prentiss asked as she and Morgan rushed from the round table room.

"T-that's Reid's train," JJ said, pointing at the TV screen. "I-I know him. Spence always takes the 1750 from DC to Quantico. He told me so."

"When was that?" Morgan asked, finally getting his voice back. JJ noticed that he had what appeared to be a coffee stain down his shirt front.

"When we went to the Redskins game that time," JJ replied. "He also mentioned it to me after he got shot and I offered him a ride to work one day; he said that he didn't want to burden me and wouldn't mind taking the 1750 even with his knee shot."

"We need to get Garcia to look at that video," Hotch said darkly. "JJ, I want you to call your contact with DC Metro Police, try and set up a press release, and see if we can get jurisdiction; tell him one of our agents was on that train. Morgan, I need you to find Kevin Lynch, tell him that he's going to help Garcia in analyzing the video from the subway. I need as many people as I can find helping us with this. Prentiss, Rossi and I will go to the scene, and the hospitals to see if we can find Reid.

….

JJ and Morgan ran into Garcia's office, Kevin trailing behind them. JJ was out of breath. Garcia turned her chair to face them, her usually cheerful face turning to concern at their presence.

"What's happened, my doves?"

"The 1750 from DC to Quantico went off the tracks about fifteen minutes ago," JJ began in earnest.

"Wait," Garcia said. "Isn't that- that's Reid's train, isn't it?"

"Yes, Babygirl," Morgan confirmed, a dark look on his handsome face. "JJ's contact with DC Metro just sent us the video from the crash. Kevin has it, and we want you two to find Reid in it. I want to know what he was wearing, what he was doing, and what happened to him in the moments leading up to and following the crash."

"Okay," Garcia muttered, swinging her chair around to the nearest monitor. "Okay, I can do this. Kevin, lovely? Can you get me the video?"

Kevin hurried past Morgan to Garcia's computer before producing a disk from his satchel and inserting it into the drive.

It's the camera from the platform the train was approaching when… when it happened," JJ whispered.

"We'll find him," Kevin vowed with conviction. "Penny's the best; she'll track him down. I can also get a friend of mine from the White Collar division, Niko Zissou to help."

"I believe you, and have faith in that conviction," Morgan said, clapping Garcia and Kevin on the shoulder before leaving.

Garcia turned to Kevin. "What are we waiting for? Now get your friend, and let's bring my genius home."

….

Reid groggily opened his eyes, feeling as though he'd… well, been thrown from a train.

What happened… I was going to work… And the train… The TRAIN!

He bolted up, and was hit with an enormous amount of pain coming from the right side of his body. He also noticed that he was in no way restrained to the bed, but it appeared that his shirt was missing, and his chest and torso were wrapped in bandages.

"Oww…"

"Dr. Reid?"

Reid glanced around at the sound of the familiar voice. He knew that voice… Had heard it almost four years ago, but still recalled it quite well.

"Nathan? Nathan Harris?"

Nathan seemed to have grown a bit since Reid had last seen him. He was now about 5'8 or 5'10. His hair was shorter and curled a bit; though it was not as wildly curly as it had been the first time Reid had seen him. And his clothes had changed. He was wearing a purple short-sleeved Oxford, a pair of jeans and Converse. He was carrying a glass of water in his left hand.

"What-what happened?" Reid began. "What's going on?" He gingerly placed a hand on his side.

"Your train," Nathan stated simply. "It crashed. And I had to save you. Try not to move so much; I think you broke a rib or something."

Reid nodded; he remembered that. He glanced around the room; it appeared to be the bedroom of a dingy apartment somewhere. Cheap wooden furniture made up the furnishings, and the floor was littered with clothing and books The sounds of a daytime talk show host interviewing a movie actor came dimly from a television in the living room, and Reid could smell the scent of… was that rice cooking?

"Where are we?"

"This is my apartment," Nathan replied, setting the glass on the bedside table. "I- I moved in after I turned 19. The doctors let me leave. I'm an outpatient."

"Is that…?"

"Yeah… My neighbors moved here from New York about a month ago. You get used to it, and they're really nice. I sometimes get to have dinner with them. It's really good."

He offered the glass to Reid, who took it, taking a sip before setting it down again on the table.

"Nathan…" Reid began. "Umm… About- about the train…"

"He did it," Nathan said in a rush. "This guy who was at the hospital with me. He was released when I was released. I don't know why he's doing this; he always seemed so nice before."

"What?"

"The guy who blew up the train," Nathan whispered. "It wasn't me, I swear, Dr. Reid. It was him. I told him all about you, and how nice you were, and how you believed me about the guy killing the whor- I mean, the women before, and he seemed really angry about that. He said he was going to get you."

"Who is he, Nathan?" Reid asked.

Nathan shook his head. "I don't know his name."

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A/N: Yeah… Another cliffhanger….

Niko Zissou… I was watching 'The Life Aquatic' this morning, and created a character using MGG's name from the movie, and of course, Zissou. Matthew was so cute in that movie…

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