They pulled up to the ratty old house where Alex had said Reid was. Morgan pushed passed a discarded wheel chair in a tiny hallway. When they heard a horrible cry of pain from Reid. "F.B.I.!" Hotch shouted and he kicked in the door to the basement, they rushed down the stairs, and what they saw surprised them. An incredibly bloody, shirtless Reid, standing over the unsub, pointing a gun at him.
"Hey guys." He said. He was swaying where he stood, and Emily rushed to support him. "Thanks Em." He said shortly.
"Reid, are you okay?"
"Yeah. I couldn't risk him hurting Alex if I tried to get away. Then she left. So I took the chance."
"But Alex kidnapped you, why would you worry about her."
Reid looked sad. "She was there for me, but I pushed her away. I just… didn't want to see her get hurt."
"Either way, good job pretty boy." Said Morgan.
A/N As you can see, Reid is not a total wimp after all! Happy ending, yay!
~MAXIMUM