Chapter 33

I don't own Criminal Minds.

At the door were a blond woman and a Italian man. "Do you want to know if I have seen Spencer too?" Ethel snapped.

"No, I already know you have Reid. All I want to do is talk to him. I am SSA David Rossi and this is Penelope Garcia. We work with Reid at the F.B.I in the B.A.U and we are really good friends with him. We just need to talk to him." Rossi said.

Ethel asked "How do you know Reid is with me?"

"Don't worry Mrs Asoft. Do you know what Reid does for a living?" Garcia asked. Ethel shook her head. "Well basically they look at people's behaviour and catch the bad guys. That's the very simple version of their jobs. I am the tech girl! So I don't know everything they do! They are mortal superheroes!" Garcia said. "Spencer, two of your friends are here." Ethel shouted up the stairs. "If he doesn't come down in a couple of minutes me and Penelope will find him." Rossi whispered.

I heard her shout up to me but I didn't know what she meant by my friends are here. I only heard her shouting up and the knocks on the door, nothing else. Then I heard footsteps going up the stairs. I was worried who was coming. I didn't want to get arrested and slung in jail. I couldn't go to jail. I wouldn't last one hour in a cell let alone a year or something. I would definitely have a mental breakdown. No question about it. I heard the footsteps getting closer and closer. I stayed as silent and as still as I could but my breathing was going haywire. I was panicking. It felt as if I was having a panic attack. Then it all went black and I slumped to the floor of the wardrobe.

"Oh my god! Rossi get some water and I will carry him out of this wardrobe. I will lay him on the bed and stay with him. You go and get him some water. It looks as if he has passed out…" Garcia panicked. She had never been in a situation where she had to carry someone out of a wardrobe. She had never been in a situation where she and Rossi had to find Reid. She had never been in this situation and she would probably not be in this situation ever again. She carried Reid out of the wardrobe as if he was in a fire and she was the strong firefighter. She laid him on the perfectly made cream bed. He looked like a little angel. He could do no harm to anyone or anything. If he did he would have hid it very well, so well that not even Hotch or Rossi (the two most experienced profilers) could tell.

"Is hiding in a wardrobe something Spencer would usually do?" Ethel asked Garcia as she gave her a cup of green tea. "No. It isn't really. He can be pretty reclusive sometimes if he is very depressed. But he must have been so desperate to hide from someone." Garcia answered as she was sipping her tea. "Well he said he did something he shouldn't have done and he was running from the police or the F.B.I because of it. But the police woman said he could be dangerous. Could he really be dangerous?" Ethel asked. Garcia looked down and she didn't really know the answer honestly but she had to be reassuring so said "Personally I don't think he could hurt a fly let alone a person. But he has nothing left to lose really. He has lost his best friend, his mum and his job. He has nothing to lose but his own sanity and a couple of his friends. I don't know what he could do but I want to make sure he is alright. I just want to make sure the police don't get him. He would defiantly lose everything if he was slung in jail. I would stick with him whatever because his best mate, my boyfriend would have done and I certainly will. In my eyes he is going to get harshly punished for one tiny mistake. I wouldn't abandon him just for doing something small which he shouldn't have done. That's just not me."

"Garcia, is that you?" I asked. My head was very foggy and I couldn't see properly.

"Rossi, give me the water. Yes it is and Rossi and your aunt are here too. What happened?" Garcia said in a caring way. I told them everything from the moment I escaped from the hospital to when I had woken up with Garcia looking at me. "We need to hide you, Reid. Just turn on any of the news channels. You are the number one story." Rossi exclaimed. Ethel had a small TV in the guest room so she turned it on and turned it to ABC news.

Now back to our main news story. A rogue F.B.I agent is on the run today. (A picture of Reid appeared on the screen). Now we have a presenter at the hospital the agent ran from today. Hello Sam so what's happening? Thank you Bruce, earlier today a rogue F.B.I agent ran from this hospital. It is believed he goes under the name Dr Spencer Reid and he is part of the behavioural analysis unit. He was being kept at the hospital under observation and a normal police officer was ordered to make sure Dr Reid had a blood test. It is believed that he snuck out of a toilet window and began to run before catching a taxi. At the moment police and F.B.I agents don't know where he is…

At that moment I got up and turned off the TV himself. "Reid, you are being hunted down. We haven't got time to wait for you to be tip top health. We can't wait until tonight to leave. Now we have a few ways we can do this. We can both all be found here and we all get arrested. Or we could leave now and when the police come and search your aunt's house, find you and arrest you both. Or we could leave and your aunt will call the cops and they will find you in here. You will get arrested. Or we could make it look like we are arresting you, sling you in our back seat and leave with you. Or even better we can disguise you as someone else, you can sit in the back seat and we can drive. Just drive. What do you want to do?" Rossi was serious about this.

"I like the second from last option. As long as when we have slung Reid in the back we can run." Garcia said.

I nodded but said "We will have to go and get some of our stuff from Quantico. But if we go on the run we can't go back there. We will be caught immediately."

"Not if we arrest you and then say we need to drive you to Quantico to put you in jail. I will get our stuff and Garcia will get her stuff. I won't go with you two but I will make sure you two live a nice life somewhere. I will make sure you two and the baby are comfortable. Garcia book two tickets to Naples, Italy. I have a villa there so you two and the kid can live there until you find somewhere better. You two will have to learn Italian but that shouldn't be too hard. If you save up the money I give you, you may even be able to move to the UK! Just send me a couple of letters a year or something. Also Garcia set up two secret identities for you both. Make sure no-one knows them. Make passports for you both in those identities and book the tickets in those names. Ok got it?" Rossi stated. Garcia nodded. As soon as we got into the S.U.V, Garcia would be setting this entire thing up. Guaranteed.

"Let's do this, then." Rossi winked.

"Thank you Mrs Asoft for calling us up. Where is the suspect?" Rossi asked.

"He is in the wardrobe. Please don't hurt him." Ethel pleaded.

"Don't worry Mrs Asoft. My college won't hurt him." Garcia added. Rossi got me on the floor and whispered in my ear "I am sorry if I hurt you. I don't mean it." Then he shouted "The suspect is on the floor and contained. I will take him to our car. Garcia make sure Mrs Asoft is ok. I will escort him to the car and strap him in." Me and Rossi left the house.

"Don't worry Mrs Asoft. I will make sure Spencer will write to you when he is Italy." Garcia said to Ethel. "No you don't understand his mum's funeral is tomorrow. He has to go to say goodbye." Ethel said.

"Ok, I will tell Rossi and Reid. Goodbye. Maybe see you tomorrow." Garcia ran out of the door and joined the boys in the car.

"Do you when your mum's funeral is, Reid?" I shook my head. This past week I hadn't really paid attention to anything much. "It's tomorrow at midday. Look Mrs Asoft gave me the invitation." I had a look at the invitation. It was a cream piece of card. The invite said:

Dear friends and relatives of Diana Reid

Diana Reid's funeral is on Tuesday 15th February 2013.

It will start at midday at the Salinto Cemetery.

There will be a free bar after the burial at the Three Saints bar.

I am sorry for the loss of your relative/friend.

From the Bennington Sanitarium

"What?" I was shocked that no-one had told me about her funeral.

"Well what should we do know Reid?" Garcia asked. I didn't have any idea what to do now. "Wait, I have an idea. We stay in a small B&B which is owned by one of my publisher's sisters near the cemetery. It is only little but if I call ahead now I reckon we will get a room easily and our identities will be alright." Rossi stated.

"Ok," I nodded.