Author's Note: I have been bullied since fourth grade. I always felt I never had a voice, because I was to afraid to speak up, but now I have my voice through my writing. I hope to help you find your voice. Remember you are not a victim, you are different and original in your own way. Don't let anyone tear you down.
In this chapter, who else finds out about Allison and who will want revenge? Enjoy.
Reid sat in the waiting room of the hospital, waiting to hear about his daughter. Morgan had to go back to the office and explain to Hotch, why they had left in such a hurry, and that Reid wasn't going to be back for the rest of the day.
About two and a half hours after bringing Allison to the hospital, a doctor walked into the waiting room called her name.
"I'm her father," Reid said, standing up from where he had been sitting.
"Your daughter is very lucky. Her only injuries are a minor concussion, right clavicle is broken and so is her nose. The right clavicle though is broken in three different places. We are going to keep her overnight because of the concussion," the doctor explained.
"Is she awake," Reid asked.
"In and out, because of the morphine," the doctor replied.
"May I see her," Reid asked.
"Of course. She is in room 202. Just go up one floor, turn to the right and her room would be at the end of the hall," the doctor said before walking away.
Reid walked into his daughter's room only to find her asleep. He pulled a chair that was in the corner of the room, closer to the bed and took hold of his daughter's left hand.
"It's a good thing you're left-handed," Reid said looking at the sleeping form of his daughter. "You won't be using your right hand for a while."
Reid didn't realize that he had fallen asleep in the chair until he heard a knock on the hospital room door.
"Hey you," Blake said walking into the room.
"Blake," Reid asked rubbing his eyes.
"Yeah," Blake replied.
"How-," Reid asked unable to finish the question.
"Garcia started rambling about how you just ran out of her office without an explanation and then the mention of you having a daughter came out. I went to Morgan, because I had seen him leave with you shortly after you left Garcia's office. He told me where you were and what he knew. Though I still never got her name," Blake explained.
"Allison," Reid stated.
"Pretty name. Where's her mom," Blake asked.
"Died," Reid said, looking at his daughter, who was starting to stir a little bit.
"I'll just wait outside or leave if you want me to," Blake said, when she noticed Reid's daughter starting to stir.
Reid didn't appear to have heard her, so she just left the room and stood outside in the hall.
Reid took hold of his daughter's hand and waited for her to open her eyes.
Allison was awoken by the sound of two people talking. One them being her dad, the other he addressed as Blake. She had seen a photo or two of her on Dad's dresser, but not that many. He had told her that she was still new to the team, so there weren't a lot of photos, but over time, they would be more.
Allison kept her eyes closed, not wanting to intrude on their conversation. The conversation ended with Blake offering to wait outside the room or to leave. Her dad gave no reply. When she felt his hand go into hers, she decided to open her eyes.
Reid looked into his daughter's eyes and said, "Hey there."
"Hi," was Allison's reply.
"Sleep okay," Reid asked.
Allison said nothing at first then said, "I guess. How long have I been asleep."
Reid looked at his watch and said, "Since about maybe one, so three hours approximately. Want to tell me how you fell down the stairs at school."
"Lavarious Jones, captain of the football team, and a complete racist," Allison explained.
"He pushed you," Reid asked.
Allison nodded.
"How long has he been a problem for you," Reid asked, not liking the idea that history seemed to be repeating itself.
"Two weeks. He's in most of my classes. Most of the time he's just calling me names. Never been violent before," Allison stated.
"What happened," Reid asked.
"I was heading to my fourth period class when he stopped me in the hall. He asked some questions. I answered them dismissively. Then he pushed me. He probably didn't even realize that I fell down the stairs," Allison replied with a yawn at the end.
"You just rest," Reid said as he stood up.
"Where are you going," Allison asked.
"I need to make a call," Reid said.
Allison nodded then closed her eyes, falling back to sleep almost instantly.
Reid stepped outside the room and looked at Blake saying, "She's not going to go through what I went through in high school."
"What are you going to do," Blake asked concerned for her friend and partner.
"Bullying is illegal and a federal offense. When the daughter of a FBI agent is hurt which is me, you can bet that I'm not looking the other way. I am going to to put an end to this, before it gets any worse," Reid explained before walking away.
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