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Reid watched with fascination as he they made their way back to Rossi's house. It was the most secure of all their homes. Lincoln was still out there but he knew that the man would have difficulty catching up with them quickly. His face now posted at all the airports, bus and train stations. He'd have to drive if he wanted him again. He prayed that Lincoln got caught. It felt worse now that he had a name. Reid had always seen him as the monster. He would always see him as a monster, never a man. He looked back out the window. Every light and colour caught his attention. After being in somewhere so dark, it was wonderful to see the world again. He licked his lips, still tasting coffee and chocolate on them. He'd been starved and barely fed for a years, things so trivial to others, were precious to him now. He smiled as Rossi's house came into view. The car stopped and he waited for Garcia to help him out of the car. She came and helped him. His legs were still a little shaky. Hotch had gone back to the BAU to sort some things out.

"You'll be safe here," Garcia smiled. "JJ is waiting to see you."

He went with her into the house, it was so warm as he stepped in. He looked around and noticed that nothing was out of place. Rossi was still a man of consistency. They turned the corner and there she was.

"JJ," he said before he let out a small sob and began to shake. JJ began to cry as she saw him. She rushed forward and wrapped her arms around him. He put his face into the crook of her neck and kept crying.

"It's okay, Spence. You're home. I missed you so much. We never stopped looking for you. Oh, god. You're really back."

He came away from the hug. "I missed you too," he said as he wiped his eyes. "I never stopped thinking about any of you. I never stopped thinking about Henry. Is he okay?"

"He's fine. He just wants to see you. He's never stopped wondering where you were."

"You can't ever tell him" he shook his head quickly. "Never tell him."

"We told him you were secret agent and you were undercover. It was the first thing that came to us. He thinks you were in an accident recently, that's all."

"Thank you. I don't want him to ever know what happened," Reid said. He looked down at her swollen belly. "You're having another baby."

"Yeah," she smiled before wiping her tears with a tissue. "A little boy. Here, feel."

She gently took his hands and placed them on her bump. He let out a gentle laugh as he felt her baby kick.

JJ looked at him as he stared at her stomach and felt her baby kick. She couldn't imagine the pain and suffering he'd gone through in the place he'd been held. She knew the basics of what he had suffered. She looked at his eyes. Even though he was happy, his eyes looked lost and haunted. He brought his hands away and put them by his sides. "He's got a strong kick."

"Don't I know it," she smiled at him. She put her hand on his face and stroked his cheek. "Oh, what did he do to you?"

"Gave me hell," Reid said simply.

"Reid, Henry and Will are in the other room. Are you okay to see them? If not, they can come back."

"I want to see them," Reid said immediately.

"I'll get them," Garcia smiled gently. JJ watched over Reid's shoulder as Morgan came through the door with baskets of cakes and chocolate and put them on the table. He signalled that there was more, making her smile.

"Uncle Spencer!"

Reid cried happily as Henry ran to him. He knelt and immediately brought his godson into his arms. He stayed there and kept hold of him. "I missed you so much, Uncle Spencer. Don't ever go undercover again."

"I won't, I promise," Spencer said before his eyes met Will's eyes. He came away from the hug and looked at Henry. "Look at you. You got so big. Are you looking forward to being a big brother?"

"Yeah. I'm going to help mom and dad with little Spencer."

"Little Spencer?"

JJ stroked her baby bump. "We already named the baby. He's named after you."

"Thank you," he said quietly before taking a deep breath. Henry brought his hand up and trailed the dark bruises along Reid's face. "You got hurt."

"I just had a little accident. That's all."

Reid looked in the mirror. Henry, JJ and Will had left after staying with him for two hours. JJ hadn't want to but he knew she had gotten exhausted and needed to sleep. He had taken a mirror off the wall and put it on the floor and against the wall. He stared at the mirror as he sat on the floor and brought his hands through his hair. It was down to his ears and very shaggy. He clenched his eyes shut as he remembered the monster grabbing his hair as he got used. The monster liked to grab his hair. Liked to forced him to is knees when he wasn't in the mood for the bedroom. Reid brought the small knife he had grabbed from the kitchen when the others had not been looking. He grabbed a chunk of his hair and began to cut through it with the knife. The day before the team had found him, the monster had chopped his hair but not very well. The hair fell to the floor and he continued by cutting away another chunk. He chopped away. He didn't want the monster to grab his hair again. He didn't hear the door open.

"Reid, no!" Morgan shouted before rushing forward and grabbing the hand the knife was in. He wrestled the knife out of his grip.

"You don't understand," Reid shook his head.

"Then help me understand," Morgan said as he slid the knife across the wooden floor to the other side of the room. "Why were you doing that?"

"He liked to grab my hair. It's too long. He used to force me to my knees by my hair. He made me do things to him. So many things. Once, we were in his living room. He had a pornographic movie on. I was completely bound next to him. He called me names because I wouldn't watch the movie. He got excited after a while and grabbed my hair, then he pulled me to his lap."

"You don't have to tell me any more. I understand. Kid, I need an honest answer from you as I ask this. How often did he force himself on you?"

"I don't know. I stopped counting. Morgan, it hurt so much. Especially the first time. I was so scared," Reid whispered. "I had no control and it went on for so long."

Morgan brought Reid into his arms and rubbed his back. Reid closed his eyes and felt the ghost of the past catch him again.

"No," he begged the monster as he got tied to the bed. He tried to struggle but he felt weak. He hadn't eaten for days. He didn't want this to happen. Hands slid over his body before brushing through his hair. "Please, don't do this. You don't have to do this. I won't tell anyone about you. Just let me go...please."

"That will never happen, Spencer. You're mine. I can do whatever I want to you. You're never going to leave this place. The best thing you can do is accept that you are mine. You'll enjoy this."

"NO!" Reid screamed angrily. "Help! Someone help me!"

Reid felt a ball of cloth stuffed into his mouth, the monster tied a gag over his mouth next. He squirmed and cried harder when he felt the monster's hand where it should never be. He yelped as the hand came away. He screamed when something worse began.

He jolted back to reality and took a deep breath. His mind was only scratching the surface of all the pain. "I'm sorry, sometimes I still think I'm still in that place. Being outside, even being here, feels so strange. He treated me like I was nothing. I don't want my hair like this because it reminds me of him."

"Okay," Morgan nodded. "How about Garcia cuts your hair? With scissors, not a knife."

"That sounds good," Reid smiled gently. "Just cut it short."

Garcia sat with him in front of the mirror, his hair was now wet and a towel around his shoulders. She brought out a length of hair and cut it away, he sat silently as she cut his hair to a short length. He let is mind wander again.

He sat on the recliner, his hands bound behind back and his legs tied together, with a gag in his mouth. The monster watched the television, a beer in his hand, on the couch. Reid had sat there for over two hours. He preferred being in his hole than in here. He was alone down there. Here, he was left at the monster's mercy. Watching the monster walk into the kitchen, his eyes wandered to a letter opener of the table. He hated salvation being so far out of reach. A shiver travelled up his spine as the monster came back in with a bottle of beer and sat on the edge of the recliner. He took the gag out and smiled.

"Spencer, I get the feeling you don't enjoy it here," the monster sighed.

"What do you think?" Reid said before he looked up at him. "I've been with you for eight months. You've done horrible things to me and kept me against my will. I want you to die."

"That was a brave speech," the monster laughed. Reid cried out in pain as he got slammed to the floor. Rolled to his back, the monster straddled his hips. He pinched his nose shut and shoved the bottle to Reid's lips. He began to choke as the beer got forced down his throat.

He came back to reality as Garcia dried his hair.

"What do you think?" she said as she finished. He stroked his hands over it and smiled. He turned around to face Garcia.

"It's wonderful. Thank you."

She stroked his hair and kissed his forehead. "How about we get you some dinner? Morgan is ordering chinese food."

"That sounds great."

Garcia bit her lower lip before talking. "Reid, I need to tell you something. Two months after you disappeared, the directors brought a new member to the team. He's coming over because he's going to help us protect you. Will you be alright with him here with you? Morgan and me have to go back to the BAU for an hour later on. I have to sync my system so I can come home and work here for the rest of the time. Morgan has to check in with Hotch and speak with the section chief. Is that okay?"

Reid licked his lips. "Do you trust him?"

"He's been really good to the team. I trust him. He saved Morgan from being stabbed. His name is Brandon Rone. He's just come back from a visit to his family but he knows how much you mean to us and he just wants to help. I'm not going to stay there for long. I promise."

"Okay but don't be long. I don't want to stay alone for too long without you."

A few hours later

Morgan opened the door and let Brandon in. "Hey, Derek. How is he?"

"Asleep. We are going to go before he wakes up and hopefully be back before he wakes up too. Just stay in the living room and if he calls, only go to the door. He doesn't know you like we do. Just give him some space."

"I'll stay out of his room unless he calls. I promise," Brandon nodded. Garcia came forward.

"Brandon, if anyone tries to break into this house, you shoot first. I want him kept safe."

"Yes, ma'am."

He closed the door as they left. He locked the door behind him and made his way to the bedroom. He opened the door and walked in. Spencer wasn't in the bed. "Spencer, where are you? It's Brandon, Garcia has told me about you."

Brandon walked over to the closet and whipped it open. He walked over to the bed and checked underneath. He fell to the floor as he felt something hard smack into the back of his head.

Reid stood above the man with the metal award. "It's you. Oh my god, it's you."

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