Author's Note: The next few chapters are dedicated to those who feel that they don't have a voice. If you are or were a victim of bullying, these next few chapters are for you. Find your voice, speak up and help put an end to bullying.

It had been a month since Allison came into Reid's life. He noticed how well she had quickly adjusted to the major changes.

The only people on the team who knew about Allison was Garcia and Morgan. Garcia met Allison when she first came to live with her father, whereas Morgan met her kind of by accident.

One week ago...

Morgan was knocking on Reid's door, early one working day. He had offered to give Reid a ride since his car was once again in the shop for the sixth time since the turn of the new year.

"Come on, Reid hurry up. We're going to be late," Morgan after knocking a few times with no answer.

Then the door opened revealing, a teenage girl.

"Who are you," was Morgan's first question.

"I'm Allison," Allison stated. "You must be Derek Morgan. Dad tends to talk about you a lot."

"Uh-huh," Morgan said under his breath

At that moment Reid walked up behind Allison and said, "Hey Morgan, sorry for making you wait. see you've met my daughter Allison."

"Daughter," Morgan repeated.

Taking it as a question, Reid said, "I'll explain later."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Morgan," Allison said stepping out of her dad's way.

Reid looked at his daughter and said, "You sure you'll be okay walking to school by yourself?"

"I'm fifteen. I think I'll manage." Allison replied giving her dad a hug.

"Okay," Reid said, returning the hug.

"Since when do you have a daughter," Morgan once they were already on the way to the BAU.

"Since about a month ago," Reid replied.

"She adopted," Morgan asked.

"No," Reid replied. "I found out about her a month ago."

"How," Morgan questioned.

"Her mom OD'ed the Tuesday, before I found out," Reid stated.

"That daughter of yours is fifteen years old, and you're thirty-one. The math doesn't add up," Morgan pointed out.

"I was sixteen when it happen, between her mom and me," Reid replied.

For the rest of the ride Morgan said nothing.

"Promise not to tell the rest of the team," Reid said as Morgan parked the car.

"I won't tell. You can tell them on your own time in your own way," Morgan promised.

Morgan had known about Allison for a week, and not told a soul. He soon found out that Garcia had known as well, which kind of upset him, that she had found out first, but once se explained how she found out, he found it hard to stay mad.

Morgan also knew that the team would eventually find whether by mistake or on purpose. If the noticed changes in Reid's behavior, then they would soon have Garcia dig into his personal life to see what was causing the changes. He just hoped the his young genius friend would tell them before, they noticed.

One day while Allison walking in to her fourth period class, the captain of the football team, who was also a racist, came up to her and started egging her on about her who her father was.

"Where's you white-ass daddy," the football jock bullied.

"Working on a case," Allison stated, lying, trying to get away.

"What's a case," the jock asked lamely.

"It's soon going to be your death if you don't get out of my way," Allison shot back defensively.

"Who's going to kill me," the jock asked. "You?"

"Maybe," Allison stated.

"Whatever nerd," the jock said pushing Allison, the walking away.

Unfortunately for Allison, there was a set of stairs right behind her. Thankfully there was only six steps.

When Allison hit the bottom of the stairs, she pushed herself up into a sitting position, and checked for injuries.

She quickly took notice of the blood coming out of her nose, when she put her hand to her face.

She then felt a sound pain in her shoulder, when she moved her right arm.

Not wanting to see why her shoulder hurt, she pulled herself up off the ground and headed to the front office,that housed the nurses office.

Reid was sitting in Garcia office, spending his break in there to talk about Allison, when he cell phone started ringing.

"Dr. Reid," Reid said answering, when he recognized the school's number.

"Hello, Dr Reid. I'm Jenson here at Potomac High. Your daughter, Allison, just came in here with a bloody nose and what I think is possible a dislocated shoulder. You need to get over here right away," came the reply for the other end of the phone.

"I'll be right there," Reid said before hanging up.

Reid stood up from where he was and left Garcia's office without saying anything to her.

He rushed into the bullpen and grabbed his messenger, the raced off toward the elevators, only to be stopped by Morgan.

"Woah, what's the hurry, Kid," Morgan said as he stopped Reid.

"I got a call from the school, telling he that Allison's been hurt," Reid said in a rush of words.

"I'll give you ride," Morgan offered not taking no for an answer.

"Thanks," Reid replied.

"Your dad is on his way, Allison," the nurse said as she hung up the phone.

"Thanks Ms. Jenson," Allison replied, quickly.

"Can you tell me what happened," Ms. Jenson asked.

"The racist captain of the football team happened," Allison stated.

"Lavarious Jones," Ms. Jenson asked.

Allison nodded, slightly.

As soon as Morgan pulled up to the school, Reid was out of the car and headed into the school.

Reid entered the front office and asked for the nurse's office.

"Right through there, sir," the school's receptionist replied pointing to the door to her left.

Reid went over to the door and walked right in.

When Allison saw her father walk into the nurse's office, she tried tostand to go and hug him, but was forced to sit back down by the increasing pain forming in her shoulder.

Reid went over to his daughter, and sat down next to her asking, "What happened?"

"I fell down some stairs on the way to my next class," Allison replied, not wanting to admit what really happened.

Reid knew her daughter was lying about wat really happened, but didn't want to push her.

He looked at her shoulder and knew right away, that her shoulder wasn't dislocated, something was broken. He knew he had to get her to a hospital.

Reid stood up, then helped his daughter stand up and said, "We need to get you to a hospital and have that shoulder looked at."

"You'll have to check her out before taking her off school grounds, sir," Ms. Jenson intergected holding a chart and pen her hands.

Reid took the pen and signed the check out form, then escorted his daughter out of the school.

Morgan sat in his car and waited for Reid to come out with Allison. He kept imaging the worst that could have happened to her.

He then saw Reid and his daughter coming out the school. Reid appeared to be holding her up, while Allison would stumble every few feet.

Morgan got out of the car an opened the back door for Allison, once they got closer.

Morgan help Reid get Allison into the back seat, then watched as Reid got intothe back seat as well.

He didn't bothering asking for where to go, Morgan knew from one look at Allison, they need to head to a hospital.