A/N: Okay, so here we are readers, last chappie... what? Don't whine, cause I'm just kidding. Nope, I could not EVER conclude it in one chapter, and it's not that easy either, especially when you have a bond with the fic. Anyway, I should be reported for neglect since I haven't updated. Hmm... I wonder what excuse I should use now?

Just like Reid had promised that night, he tried to eat, and managed half of the amount on his plate. Barely enough to satisfy the two elder men, but at least he was making an effort. And though his geeky awkwardness and statistics being spouted off everywhere, there was glints of conversation rather than the tension and anger filled silence that'd been usual the past weeks.

"So; I called and made an appointment for you to see a therapist." Reid looked up from the book he had, honestly, been reading. "You'll see Dr. Hennings next Tuesday at noon." Reid nodded with obvious reluctance on his face.

"It's alright Spencer." Gideon insisted and gripped his shoulder firmly.

"I know." Reid ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "It's just frustrating. It's hard to describe how I feel. I'm relieved in many ways, but I'm scared. I don't have anything to be scared about."

"It's all part of the steps you have to take. We're here for you." Gideon insisted. "Go get ready for bed. I'll be up there in a few minutes." Reid nodded and headed toward his room. Gideon turned to Hotch who was listening intently on the conversation.

"He's scared."

"I know. I just want to know why." Gideon admitted blankly.

"There's one possibility he's scared of this triggering schizophrenia. Even though it's not likely he'll inherit it." Hotch sighed.

After Reid had gotten his night clothes on and settled, Gideon walked in and smiled weakly at him. "Am I going to have to fight with you this time?" Reid sighed and shook his head. "You do know I wouldn't do this unless it was really necessary right?"

"Gideon, I don't have anything to hide. You know. Everyone on the team knows. I screwed up." Reid sat up. "I screwed up big."

"Needing help isn't screwing up. You need to understand that. You know that you don't want to do this, and I know that, so does Hotch and the rest of the team."

"Then why can't I stop?" Reid asked with edge to his voice, though unintentional. "Why can't I stop then?"

"Because... I can't answer that for you. We can do everything to help you find the answers you're looking for, but we can't answer everything for you. In order to get better, you have to help yourself too." Gideon paused. "Let's just get this over with." Reid nodded and proceeded to take his T-shirt off gently over the healing wound. Once Gideon nodded approvingly, Reid stepped out of his warm Einstein pajama bottoms. After redressing, Reid turned to Gideon.

"I-I..." Reid chose his words carefully. "I'm still feeling really sad. No matter how much you try to help, I don't think it'll be enough to make me happy. I'm just really on the darker side lately, I guess. That's the only explanation I have so far."

"I don't need one. I just need for you to hold out until you can get some anti-depressants." Gideon said calmly.

"Night Gideon." Reid stood and gave him a quick hug that was returned.

"Night Spencer." Gideon turned the light off, leaving only the small shimmer of light from the nightlight by the bed.

Gideon walked back out to the dimly lit living room where Hotch still was. He looked up expectantly at Gideon.

"He's fine." Hotch sighed and sat back.

"How did it come to this?" Hotch pondered.

"What do you mean?" Gideon asked curiously.

"I mean sure, the kid's still innocent and naive, but why him? He's so innocent, and just still too young to be held with the burden. He might lose his job at the BAU if Strauss thinks he's incapable of this job. I don't know how long I can hold her back from this."

"He still has a chance. Attempted suicide only means trauma. It comes with the job."

"That's what I mean Jason. What if she thinks he can't take this job, even if he can, she'll probably do it to break up the team."

"Like I said, he still has a chance to pass a psych eval. Even if he doesn't still work in the BAU, we're still going to be there for him. We're his family. Everything will work out." Gideon insisted even though there was still doubt in his head.

"What if everything goes wrong. What if we start trusting him more... and he-"

"We wait to see if he gets better. Until then, we can only help him along the path. We can't keep answering his questions. He's got to work for himself too." Gideon reassured Hotch.

"Go home, shower, get some sleep. I can handle it here."

"I doubt I'll be able to sleep." Hotch said truthfully. It'd be hard for them all to sleep.

"Try. You have to work. I don't. That's the beauty of the way this works." Gideon was able to crack a smile, which lightened the tense mood. Hotch nodded, said goodbye, and reluctantly left. Gideon sighed and sat down. He couldn't think with so many things on his mind at once. So when Reid walked out of his room slowly, he jumped.

"I thought you were sleeping."

"Can't sleep." Reid said with a hint of sadness in his tone.

"You should at least try." Reid shrugged and sat on the couch. "What's wrong? Talk to me."

"I guess it's just one of those nights."

"Those nights as in a nightmare?" Gideon asked absently. Reid nodded. "You wanna talk about it?" He shook his head.

"Talking won't help much, I've found out that much. I just have to ride the night out I guess."

"What do you want to do then? I can't sleep either."

"Chess?" Reid suggested. Gideon smiled. "I'll go get the board and pieces."

They played chess for hours and made jokes. Finally, after one last game, they were tired enough to go to bed.

A/N: Small filler chapter. Sorry guys. I do think this fic is close to closure. And just incase you've forgotten, I'm still going to work on Call Of Duty that's soon to be posted! Yay. I can't wait myself. Any ideas for gruesome, mind boggling, or even CRAZY ideas for an unsub/case, please PM (people read reviews, and if I do use your idea, it would ruin a surprise) and soon to be on my profile the reviewer points. I'm going to start giving points to people who review! Okay, enough of me babbling out another AN, so, lovedrreid out!