Reid stared at the screen is disbelief. He felt nauseous, tears stung his eyes as he ran out of the room to the bathroom trying to calm himself down. But he couldn't. A million thoughts rushed thru his head, he couldn't process anything. Why would someone do this to his mother? To him? Was it payback? For what? Thoughts of his dead mothers body came rushing into his head among other things, and all he could wish for in that moment, was to shut off his brain. Just for a few minutes. It didn't take him long to breakdown.
"SHUT UP ALREADY"
"TURN OFF PLEASE"
He had had enough. He started to bash his head into the wall, screaming. Luckily Morgan had found him just in time before he could do anything more to hurt himself.
"Reid, Reid stop!"
Reid fell to the floor as he broke down crying, holding onto Derek like if he let go he'll die.
"T-This is all m-my fault..." He stuttered into Derek's shoulder, crying. The older man tried to calm him down, he couldn't imagine what he was going thru right now.
"Listen to me Spencer. This is not your fault" He said in a calm voice. "I'm here for you, I'm not leaving"
After a few minutes he had managed to calm Reid down. He was still sobbing, but at least he wasn't hurting himself anymore. Just then he noticed the team standing at the doorway...watching. He gave Hotch worried eyes. He knew that Hotch could help him somehow...hopefully, as he had also lost someone special. Hotch noticed what Morgan was trying to say.
"Everyone, wheels up in 10"
The team left to go get their go-bags as Hotch closed the door and sat down next to them. Reid was still sobbing, but not much as before. His breathing was still heavy, and he was shaking.
"Hey Reid. I need you to look at me. I know how you're feeling, you know I've been thru this too. But if we're gonna catch the son of a bitch that did this to your mum, I need you to calm down and look at me"
It took Reid a few seconds to process this. When he did he slowly lifted his head from Morgan's shoulder and looked at Hotch. His eyes were puffy, and he noticed his head was bleeding.
"Go get Reid's go-bag and tell the team to go to the jet, look more into the victims and that we will be coming shortly" Morgan nodded and went.
Outside the team were all waiting nervously.
"How's he doing?" JJ said looking a bit shaken up.
"We were able to calm him down, Hotch is with him now. He said to go to the jet, look more into the victims, and if one of you could take Reid's go-bag for him.
They all nodded and left.
Inside the bathroom they were both still on the floor. Hotch was worried about Reid, he really was. He had never seen him like this before, and that scared him even more because he didn't know what to do. A few more minutes Morgan came back in.
"Reid. Are you sure you can do this? No one will be mad if you stay back"
Reid shook his head.
"I know Hotch, I-I can do this. Plus I need to s-see my dad as well"
Hotch nodded and lifted up Reid with Morgan's help as well. The younger agent felt dizzy, be he was able to get to the jet. Everyone watched as the 3 got on, and took off for Vegas.
-Time skip-
It was one hour or so into the flight when the big screen lit up and Garcia's face popped up.
"Hate to be a party pooper but another victim had just been found her name is Alisa Murry, also in her late 50's, she was beaten and strangled to death and found outside a park but get this...instead of her, her husband was put in a hospital 2 years back and is still in there, I am sending you the files now and au revoir my lovelies"
By now Reid was getting pissed. He had somewhat managed to try and find some pattern and now he was back to square one.
"Son of a bitch..." Reid whispered as he threw the stack of papers next to him, loud enough for everyone to hear.
"We will find the killer Spence..." JJ said comforting her friend.
"I know we will...but that won't bring my mother back"
A/N: Wow...wasn't expecting that. Anyways I f*cked up my sleep schedule and re-wrote this like 5 times until it was good, and it's still shit. But see you in the next chapter I guess.