Hey everyone, here is the next chapter for you all. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Concerning the length, I admit that I got carried away writing it but I just had so much I wanted to put in this chapter. I hope the length doesn't put you off reviewing. The next chapter is the last chapter for this and then on Sunday, I'm starting my AU Criminal minds fic. I also am so tempted to start another one as well which would focus on Reid developing telekinesis and using it at work, but of course, he'd run into trouble. I don't know yet. I'll see how I feel. Is it me or have there not been any really good Reid episodes yet in the new season? Any way, enjoy this chapter and I'd love to know what you think. Enjoy!

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Two months later

Reid pushed the pram out of the elevator and made his way to Garcia's office. He knocked on the door. "Come in," her voice called. He opened the door and pushed the pram in. Garcia immediately got up from her chair and came over. "There are my wonders."

She looked in the pram and saw Alice staring at her. She leaned in and brought her into her arms. She cradled her in her arms and kissed the top of her head. "Hi, Alice. I like what your daddy put you in. A personal favourite. You get bigger and prettier every time I see you."

She looked to Reid. "How are you both doing?"

"We're doing good. She had a check up and she's right on track. Look," he said pointing to Alice's face. Garcia looked down and saw Alice smiling at her. She smiled back and laughed. "See, she loves you. I think, deep down, she knows you're her mom. That is the biggest smile yet."

"It's a beautiful smile. I'd like to think that she knows but we have a while till the day comes for us to tell her. For now, I'm her favourite aunty. You look so good, Reid. I've never seen you looking so vibrant and happy. I thought I would see bags under your eyes."

"She's waking up about twice a night but once I've taken care of her, she just goes straight off to sleep. I'm used to not having sleep and even with her waking up, I'm getting plenty of sleep. I can't watch star trek when she's with me."

"Why?" Garcia asked.

"She cries at the theme tune. The moment she hears it, she starts crying. I don't think she likes the sound."

Garcia let out a small chuckle before tickling Alice's feet. "Trust me, Alice. When you're older, I'll make sure you know good music."

An alarm sounded from the computer. Garcia passed Alice back to Reid and quickly took care of the computer. Reid placed Alice back in the pram and made sure she was warm enough. He put her pacifier in her mouth before looking back at Garcia. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah," she nodded. "The team has a meeting in five minutes and so do I. We're just sorting out past cases and going through some new rules."

"I'll head home then," Reid said. "I just wanted to bring her by to see you."

"Now, wait a minute," she said putting her hands on her hips. "You have to let the others see her. Come on, we're meeting in the BAU room."

Garcia picked up some files. Reid backed the pram out of the room and waited for Garcia. She closed her door and they began to walk to the BAU room. He walked in to find Hotch and Rossi already there. "You two always like to be the early ones," Reid smiled.

Hotch and Rossi both got up and walked over. They looked into the pram to see Alice awake and moving.

"Can I hold her?" Rossi asked.

"Of course," Reid said.

Rossi reached in and picked up Alice. "Look at you, you're just pretty in pink, aren't you?"

"Thank god for Garcia and her shopping skills," Reid laughed gently.

Morgan, JJ and Blake walked in to see everyone. JJ came over with Blake and smiled at the baby. "Hi, Alice," JJ grinned before stroking Alice's hand. Alice gently gripped JJ's finger.

"Reid, do you mind?" Morgan asked as he pointed to Alice. Reid nodded knowing that Morgan wanted to hold Alice. The baby let go of JJ's finger and Rossi carefully passed her to Morgan.

Morgan smiled at the baby. "Hey, my baby girl."

Alice cooed and gave a small smile at Morgan as she continued to stare at him. Garcia let out a small giggle. "I guess she has a favourite Uncle."

Reid tossed and turned in his bed.

He couldn't move, he sat in the rocking chair in Alice's nursery. He remembered this feeling. It felt like he'd been drugged. He panicked as he heard footsteps outside, Alice began to cry in her crib. His eyes widened as he watched Lincoln walk into the room and over to the crib. Reid wanted to move but he couldn't move at all. "No," he managed to squeak.

Lincoln leaned down and brought baby Alice into his arms. Reid felt tears run down her cheeks.

"Oh, look's like my whore had a baby. I'm going to raise her fine. You don't deserve to raise her. Whores can't raise children."

Reid watched as Lincoln began to walk out of the room. Alice's cry got quieter and quieter as Lincoln walked away.

Reid jolted up from his bed and looked next to him to see the baby monitor, he heard Alice crying from the nursery. He threw the covers off and raced to the nursery. He walked in and immediately picked her up. He held her close and began to rock her gently. "It's okay, daddy is here. Shhh."

Reid opened the door and smiled as he saw Garcia there, still in her pyjamas. She came forward and hugged him. Coming away, she looked at him. "Reid, what's wrong? You sounded so scared on the phone and you look terrified. Is Alice okay?"

"She's sleeping after I gave her a night feed," he said before closing the door and walking into the living room. Garcia walked in and found Alice sleeping in the bassinet. She tucked the blanket in a little further before sitting across from Reid.

"Reid, what's wrong?"

"I had a nightmare," he sighed. "It was about Lincoln. He came into the nursery, he picked up Alice and told me that he was going to raise her because whores can't raise children. He said I didn't deserve her. I stayed paralyzed in the rocking chair. I couldn't stop him. I know he doesn't know about her but I can't get back to sleep. I can raise her, Garcia. I'm not a whore and I can raise her."

Garcia walked over and looked at him. "You're not a whore, you've never been a whore. He's in a secure cell and every movement he makes gets monitored. Of course you can raise her, you're her father and you love her with all your heart. It was just a nightmare. Sweetie, he dies in a week. It's a confirmed execution date. I think that's why you had the nightmare. You know it's all ending soon and I know what you're like. You panic and think that something is around the corner to take away your happiness. There isn't though. Are you going to the execution next week?"

"I am," Reid said before brushing his hands through his hair. "I'm also speaking to him before he goes in."

"Reid, no," she shook her head. "Morgan told me what it was like for you when he made you visit him. You don't have to see him."

"I do," Reid shook his head. "I want to show him that I recovered from what he did to me. I'm going to make sure he knows that I don't think of him as a monster any more. He's just a sick and twisted man who used me to fulfill his sick desires. I got my life back and I love my life now. I have a daughter, a wonderful little girl that you gave to me, Garcia. I want to look him in the face and smile at the fact he's now the prisoner and I'm now the one in control."

"Just remember to stay strong," Garcia said as she touched his cheek. "I'll take care of Alice when you're in Florida. If that's okay."

"Stop asking if it's okay," he shook his head with a smile. "She's your biological daughter too and you are welcome night and day to see her. I know you'll take care of her. Don't ever think you have to ask to see or look after her."

"It's a habit," she shrugged back.

One week later

Reid walked into the private room to see Lincoln on the other side of the reinforced glass. Lincoln had eaten his last meal and his execution was only hours away. He stayed on his feet and he stood in front of the glass. "Hello, Lincoln."

"Lincoln?" he laughed from the other side. "I thought I was the monster to you. I thought my name made you gag every time you tried to say it."

"It did," Reid said strongly. "That was until I stopped being scared of you."

"I can see it in your eyes, Spencer. You're scared."

"I'm not scared, I'm just away from my daughter from the first time. Those first time away worries are what you see."

Lincoln's smile came off his face. "What are you talking about? You don't have a daughter and no woman would fuck you after what I did to you. You're damaged goods. No place would let you adopt either. Stop lying, Spencer. You know what lying gets you."

"I'm not lying," Spencer said before laughing. "Staring at you now, in your little orange prison outfit, I don't know how I was ever afraid of you. I once imagined you as a monster but then I realised that a monster, wouldn't have such small equipment. Is that why you were so angry in your marriage? You didn't have the goods."

"SHUT UP, YOU LITTLE BITCH!" Lincoln shouted before tugging at the handcuffs.

"Don't like me talking about your equipment," Reid laughed gently. "You thought you took everything from me but you didn't. I got a life now. I've got a brilliant life! I don't even think about the times you raped me. All I think about is my beautiful daughter. You didn't take away my ability to have a child. You thought you did but I managed to get past what you did. I don't have a wife or girlfriend but I have a wonderful friend who gave me my daughter. You wanted to ruin my life but you didn't and I can stand here and look you in the eye because I don't fear you. I'm going to live my life while today, is the last of your pathetic life. I survived what you did, I even survived that night in the back of that car."

Reid brought out a picture of his daughter and put it against the glass. The picture was of him and Alice, her dressed in a pink onesie and him, smiling and happy. Lincoln stared at the picture. "Every day, I live for her. I'm going to raise her in a world of good and trust me, after today the world will get better with you roasting in that chair. You lost Lincoln. I'm not scared of you or that small thing between your legs. You thought I would come here and still be a shell. I'm not a shell full of fear. I'm a man full of joy at the life I've built for myself."

Lincoln began to tug violently at his chains. "I'll always be in that pathetic mind, Spencer. In the back of your mind, you'll always remember me fucking you till you screamed."

"All I'll ever remember is a perverted bastard who had to rape people to get off. Enjoy the last few hours of your life. I'm going to enjoy the rest of mine. I pity your ex-wife. She's lucky she got away from you when she did and I feel sorry for your son for having you as a father. Thank god, he won't turn out like you. From experience, sons don't always turn out like their fathers. Goodbye, Lincoln. I'll enjoy watching you fry in that chair."

Reid walked away and ignored Lincoln screaming at him. He closed the door to see Hotch and Morgan waiting for him. "I need some air. That felt good though. He was always a small dicked bastard and he deserves to die."

Reid watched as Lincoln got strapped to the chair. He stared at Lincoln and then he looked to the chairs to see Timothy, the one man who had escaped being killed by Lincoln. He looked organised and better from the last time he had seem him. He remembered yelling at Timothy to leave the hospital room a long time ago. He looked back and watched as Lincoln got asked if he had any last words.

"You always kept me warm, Spencer. You and that tight ass of yours. You didn't win. I'll always be your first."

Reid just smiled at the man and shrugged. He crossed his arms and watched as they began proceedings for the execution. He watched as the executioner went to the switch. He took one last look into Lincoln's eyes and knew that the horrors were truly over as the switch came down. Lincoln began to twitch violently from the high voltage shock, it lasted twenty seconds. The switch got turned off and Lincoln slumped in the chair. They had to wait for a long time, about fifteen minutes before Lincoln's vitals were finally taken. It was to make sure he was truly dead. When they confirmed his death, Reid felt a weight fall from his shoulders. Lincoln Peters, once called the monster, was finally dead.

Standing in the car park, he enjoyed the fresh air as he leaned against the car. Hotch and Morgan were waiting in the car. Reid stood up straight and walked towards the entrance when he saw Timothy come out. "Timothy!" he called.

Timothy looked at him with wide eyes. He watched Timothy nod to his parents before walking over. "Hello," he said timidly. "You look very well, Spencer. I'm glad things are finally over."

"How are you doing?" Reid asked.

"I'm back at college. I'm twenty-two now. I'm studying psychology. Look, Spencer, I'm so sorry for what I did to you. I've never stopped thinking about the horrible thing I did to you. I just didn't want to die. I've felt guilty every day since then."

"Timothy, I've never ever blamed you for what happened. He forced six other men on me during the time I was held captive by him and I've never forgotten them and I've never blamed them. I'm just happy that you never went through what he did to me. I'm happy that you survived, I don't think I could have watched you die. Look, I feel bad for how I treated you all that time ago. You didn't deserve me shouting at you."

"I deserved it," Timothy shook his head. "You were traumatized by what he did to you. I demanded forgiveness when I didn't deserve it."

"He's dead and that is all that matters," Reid smiled gently. "I've always forgiven you for what happened and I've got past what he did to me. I have a good life now and I'm not afraid of my past. I'd like to talk to you more. First though, a proper introduction, not one with me shouting." He held out his hand. "I'm Dr Spencer Reid."

Timothy took Reid's hand and shook it. "Timothy Farrow. I can talk now if you want to get a drink. Preferably something with a bit of alcohol in it."

"I can talk but I'll have to stay away from the alcohol. Let me just go and tell me friends. You tell your parents and then we'll go."

"Spencer, thank you, for everything. I was at the trial when they read out your letter. Trust me, that letter put him away. Thank you for also never thinking of me as a monster."

"You've never been a monster. He was a monster. He's gone and we can move on now."

Two days later

Reid sat in front of the television, he looked down at Alice, who had fallen asleep against his chest. He picked up his tv remote and went through the channels till he found an episode of Star Trek starting. He turned it over and watched as the opening credits began to play with the opening theme music. He looked down and saw Alice scrunched her face and begin to cry. He quickly turned it over to another channel and she settled back down.

"You win, Alice," he chuckled.

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