The End and What It's Worth- Chapter 4

Backstabbed

".......................ok, so a few things need 2 be explained, 1) i had no intention no making more than 1 chap 4 this story, but the voices inside my head had another idea. 2) apparently, the voices think that Hotch being shot DID happen, but it was just delayed. 3) The voices told me to continue the story and make it longer, and now i must rewrite my summary 4 this story, cause it no loner makes sense. Im gonna be out of town again 4 about 2 weeks. so sorry!!!!"

The BAU team grabbed their bags, and headed off towards the jet. Just as Hotch was about to enter the jet, his cell phone rang. He moved out of the way so his agents could pass him, and answered the call. "Hello?"

"Hi, Aaron. This is your neighbor, Cathy. There's been some suspicious noises in your house, and well, considering your not home, I thought I might call you and tell you about it." the woman said.

"Oh, ah........thanks for letting me know. I'll come by and take a look."

''I would've called the police, but since you're a FBI agent, I figured I might as well call you instead." the old woman said with a laugh giggle.

''Okay, thanks Cathy. I'm on my way."

"No problem deary." With that, they both hung up.

"Morgan." Hotch called. "I got a call from my neighbor. She said that there were some suspicious noises in my house. I'm gonna go check it out first." he said.

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"Do you want us to wait?" JJ asked. Hotch shook his head.

"Reid needs you. Go."

"I think we should just wait until you come back- go together." Prentiss said.

''No- Reid needs someone NOW. I'll get a flight out as soon as I can. I just wanna check this out first." The team nodded. and got on the jet.....

Hotch pulled up in his driveway, and got out of his car. He walked into his house, and checked his room. Nothing suspicious there. He went around into the living room,bathroom, spare room, and finally the kitchen. Still, nothing. He grabbed a wine glass, and poured some wine in it when he found nothing wrong. He slowly sipped it, when he suddenly heard a noise behind him.

He turned around, and discovered a man wearing a black mask made of plastic, a black hoodie and matching pants- holding a gun to his face. 'You should've made a deal." he said. And before he knew it, a gunshot sounded off, and he was lying on the floor in a pool of his own blood.......

The team searched the streets of Vegas for Bennington Hospital. The doctors had wanted to move their young colleague to a hospital that had better knowledge of actual injuries, not psychotics and schizophrenics, but moving him right now would be dangerous, and had settled for a doctor to come to them.

"I think we're lost." Garcia said from the backseat. They had allowed her to come due to the circumstances,

"No we're not pretty girl. See, its right there." Morgan said as he pointed to the hospital. He pulled up into the parking lot, parked, and the agents filed out of the cramped car. Because they weren't on a 'case', the team had to settle for one black SUV for the whole team.

When they walked into the hospital, a nurse was about to stop them, so they flashed their badges. She nodded, and let them searched for Reid's room, and after a few minutes, finally found it on the very top floor. A doctor stood outside of Reid's door, and smiled at the team.

"You must be the BAU." he said with a soft voice. They nodded.

"How is his condition?" Prentiss asked.

"When we first examined him, we thought it was due to withdrawals. we were told be himself and JJ that he had been on dialudid, so we just assumed that was it. But then I took a closer look, and discovered something odd. Most of the track marks are at least a week old, and are all located medial epicondyle , or elbow pit. But, when I examined his under arm, I found two fresh track marks that were caused by a larger needle. Now, most 'addicts' keep to the same area when the use this way. Considering this fact, and that Dr. Reid has just gotten out of rehab, I think he might have been drugged." the doctor explained.

"Do you have any idea who did this?" Garcia asked.

"No, I'm afraid not. Do you have any clue?" the doctor asked. The team shook their heads.

"Damn! Why is it always Spencer?!" Morgan yelled as he hit the janitor's door."

"I know this is probably a bad time to ask this, but did you just call Reid Spencer?" Prentiss asked

"Well, yeah. It IS his name." he answered.

"Sorry, its just nobody's ever called him that except for Gideon, and JJ." she mumbled.

"Hay! Can we stop talking about Reid's name now? Shouldn't we be discussing his health and the fact that he was drugged?" JJ yelled- stopping the argument of Reid's name.

"Man, who the hell did this?!'' Morgan thought out loud. "And why is it always Reid?"

"Would you like to see him now?" the doctor asked. The team nodded, and were escorted into Reid's room.

Reid looked up at the team, and frowned. It was hard for him to see them because of the hrsh lighting in the room, and he was sure that- under the assumption that the doctor had talked to them- after today, he wouldn't be allowed to work the case they were on.

"Hey pretty boy. How are you?" Morgan asked. Reid nodded.

"I guess being drugged is a bit less painful than the Anthrax incident." he said. JJ smiled.

"Garcia and I brought you cookies- chocolate, your favorite." she said.

"Thanks. You know how much I like caffeine-filled food." he joked-trying to lighten the mood of the room. Reid looked around, and noticed that everyone except Hotch was there. "Where's Hotch?"

"Oh, he had to stay behind. His neighbor sais she heard 'weird noises' coming from his house Probably just a mouse or something." Prentiss answered. "He'll be here later." Reid nodded.

"And I thought we said no more getting into life or death situations." Rossi warned. "But, I guess we can let this one slide." Reid smiled weakly, and closed his eyes tightly.

"Reid? Are you okay?" Garcia asked.

"Yeah......yeah. Just tired." he mumbled.

"Oh, okay. Do you want us to leave?" she asked.

"Um.........no . That's okay." Reid answered.

"Are you sure? If you want to sleep, we can leave." JJ said. Reid nodded reassuringly.

The doctor walked into the room, and the team turned their attention to him. "Is everything alright?" he asked. The team nodded.

"Yeah, he said that he's tired,though." Prentiss said. The doctor looked up at Prentiss, and then at Reid. He smiled and nodded.

"Maybe we should leave Dr. Reid alone- he needs his rest. " he said softly.

"Alright, we'll be back later. Bye Reid." Rossi said.

"Sweet dreams, pretty boy." Morgan said as they walked out of the room. Reid smiled as the team left, and he closed his eyes. As soon as his head hit the pillow, he was sound asleep................

She watched from the car as the BAU team left the hospital. She smiled- knowing that they would never catch her- never suspect her. She glanced at all the team members, and decided which one he would attack next. First, Reid, then Hotch, and now JJ. She held in a bit of laughter as she thought of just how easy they were making all of this..........

Hotch woke up with a terrible headache, and in a puddle of his own blood. He groaned as he tried to move, but winced as he pulled the arm with the bullet in it. The room he was in was dark, and there were no windows. He wasn't tied down, so he tried to stand up. Amazingly, he got up with no problems. Bt when he saw his son standing in the corner with Haley's arm wrapped around him, he realized that he was not conscious. He felt no pain as he ran up to his ex-wife and son. No words were exchanged between the adults but Jack walked closer to his father, and asked, "Why are you bleeding?" Hotch didn't answer that- knowing that this was all just inside his head. He hugged his son, and savored every moment of painless unconsciousness,knowing that all hell would break loose when he awoke........

".........................ok, so i know this is short, but im gonna be gone 4 another 2 weeks after this, and i wanted to post. i had to redue my summary, cause it doesnt make sense w/ my plot. apparently, the voices have decided this is my version of the last 4-ish minutes of the season finalle, and a continuation of it. oh well. Please R&R!"