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Reid smiled, he had some time to himself but now he didn't know what the hell to do, the team was at work and Damian properly wanted to have some time to himself, so now he felt a little alone and with that thoughts were coming in and he was starting to regret yelling at JJ and Emily, it wasn't fair to them and they were thinking about his best interest. But he couldn't help but think that he was harsh to them, to them Damian did sorta fit the profile well to them anyway, once you got to know him on the other hand he was a great friend, he actually seemed to care and in a way Reid felt he could relate, they both suffered from abandonment issues, his to be quite serve and had this whole werewolf thing that he would properly would be dead now because of it. JJ and Emily didn't know this, they just knew the profile, the impression Damian left them and evidence. Maybe it would be good for him to go and talk to them and sort out all these issues. Reid then remembered Morgan had time off too, they had talked on the phone properly each day but Damian hadn't let up on training so they couldn't really see each other. Reid picked up his phone and dialed Morgan's number.

"Hey, Pretty Boy, what's up you heading out for training or something?" Morgan asked casually, the first few times Morgan had said that, it came out strange, like he wasn't used to saying Reid and training in the same sentence.

"Ah no, I have the days off until you know… the full moon, Damian said I have everything I need, I just need to keep using it but I need to talk to someone, you," Reid said, all this stuff, saying these words, these sentences were still weird to him, even now after everything with Damian it was still strange to say the words.

"Yeah sure do you want me to come over?" Morgan asked instantly going into a stoic mood and further concerned with Reid.

"Yeah thanks Morgan," Reid replied gratefully.

"No worries man, seeya," Morgan fare welled.

"Bye," Reid hung up and stared at the ceiling for a few moments before having a strange feeling wash over him, nothing bad as far as he could tell, more of an urge. Reid turned his head to the little table beside the couch and focused on the pen on the table, slowly raising his hand to it and in a graceful manner the pen lifted from the table and almost hovered before crashing to the table again. This frustrated him. He did the first time with ease and now he can't even float a simple pen from a table, of course the first time was a knife hurling at him and incredible speeds and he always said he found he did his best under extreme pressure and a knife hurtling at does fit into that category. But this was a pen, a tiny, insignificant pen. He should be able to overcome this with no problems. Reid closes his eyes and takes a breath focusing on the pen once again and there it was lifting from the table and now he thought he could test his skills a little more and now the pen was slowly turning in midair. Reid smiled at this and soon the pace started picking up and now was spinning at speeds that even fascinated Reid. Until a knock on the door echoed through, it was only five minutes Morgan wouldn't be here just yet, would he? Reid turned to look at the clock, it had been forty-five minutes, Reid's eyes widen. Had he been in that much concentration that he lost track of time? He shook his head and got up to answer the door. Morgan was there with a sorta happy but concerned to why his friend needed to invite him over and have a 'talk' with him.

"Hey man, what's up? You sounded pretty serious on the phone, something wrong?" Morgan walked in eyeing the place to see if anything was out of place but nothing more than the stray book laid around and once he felt like nothing around him was wrong he relaxed a little more before turning towards Reid.

"Nothing's wrong, well I guess you can sort of say that something is wrong but not in the life or death way but the more I might of screwed up with JJ and Prentiss way and I don't really know how to fix it if I did screw up and I felt really alone for once in my life which I find strangely unusual since I have never truly intended to seek out human interaction before and I suppose we could credit that to the large changes in my life but-" Morgan stopped Reid's rambling by grabbing both of his shoulders.

"Reid slow down, what happened exactly?" Morgan asked trying to calm a very frantic Reid.

"Well, JJ and Emily were at a coffee place I normally go to and they just happened to see Damian there and then started to judge him based on the profile we had and I yelled at them, now I think they might not understand since they actually don't know why he is here," Reid explained his situation to Morgan who actually laughed, "What is so funny?"

"Reid, they're your friends, they aren't going to judge you and Damian was never convicted of anything so stop worrying about it okay?" Morgan reassured him which gave Reid some relief but he still had the inkling of regret inside of him.

"Okay but I still feel bad about it," Reid mumbled.

"Well don't," Morgan stated quite firmly.

"Hey, I have to show you something," Reid said, changing the subject.

"What?" Morgan asked genuinely curious as he followed Reid.

Reid concentrated on the pen again, he felt the wave of power surge through him and the pen started to rattle on the table before finally lifting from the table and floating in the air.

Morgan gasped, his eyes mesmerized on the pen as it still floated in the air and slowly started spinning in the air. Morgan slowly swallowed.

"Reid, what is that?" Morgan finally got out.

"I honestly have no clue, all I know is that this hasn't happened in six hundred years which means it's extremely rare," Reid shrugged.

"So it's a good thing?" Morgan asked, still stunned by the display that was before him.

"Yeah, nothing bad is coming out of it," Reid assured him.

"Than this is awesome!" Morgan exclaimed a smile spreading across his face.

"I know right," Reid agreed with him.

"So you've had any of those dreams?" Morgan asked, he knew that this was a unsteady subject but he was concerned for his friend and he knew that this thing wasn't all sugar-coated with cool abilities, this was serious and Reid is in trouble.

"Yeah but I've learnt to ignore them," Reid sighed, he did try to ignore them but everynight they got more graphic, the images felt more real, the tearing of skin, the feeling of flesh beneath his nails, it made him truly sick thinking about it now but in the dream it felt… good, it felt right and it made him sick. All he could ever think about now was that he was becoming the next unSub.

"Reid, you told me one of those dreams, they aren't something you can ignore," Morgan reasoned as Reid looked at the ground as he tried to distant himself from the conversation, "You can't ignore them forever."

"Well I can try because that might be the only way to stop me," Reid kept his head low, not daring to look Morgan in the eyes.

"Stop you from what?" Morgan dared to ask but already feeling like he knew the answer.

"From hurting someone," Reid finally looked up, admitting it for the first time out loud.

JJ walked into the BAU, the thoughts from yesterday afternoon still running through her head. She was worried more than ever now for Reid. Why was he hanging around a possible suspect? A person that could possibly hurt Reid. She couldn't understand how they became friends in the first place.

"Hey, JJ, what's up?" Garcia asked as they past each other.

"Nothing, just thinking," JJ dazed into her thoughts, not truly thinking about the conversation.

"Thinking about what, you seem troubled?" Garcia noticed and assuming her natural motherly concern.

"It's just, Reid is friends with Damian Davis," JJ said.

"You mean as in the last case we worked, Damian Davis, as in our closest suspect who had an alibi?" Garcia's asked.

"Yes," JJ sighed.

"Well okay then," Garcia accepted and that shocked JJ a little.

"Garcia aren't you a little bit concerned?" JJ asked, pressing the issue even further.

"Well Damian didn't do anything wrong and as far as I'm concerned he is just a person that has been hurt and Reid can relate to him, I think we shouldn't judge, if Reid thinks that he's a good person than I trust him," Garcia said, she didn't like to judge people.

"I suppose, I'm just worried about him," JJ let it go, nodding, agreeing with Garcia.

"We all are, honey," Garcia gave her 'I understand' smile before walking off to her little room.

JJ nodded, still thinking about what happened yesterday, it could be what Garcia said but she was just worried and she knew Emily was too. Maybe she'll go see him after work since they weren't working cases until Reid and Morgan come back and Hotch decided they needed time off from cases.

"Hey JJ," Emily greeted, "Still thinking about yesterday?"

"Yeah, Garcia said that it was properly nothing but don't you think it was a bit strange that Damian moved all the way over here?" JJ asked turning towards Emily who was nodding.

"Yeah but maybe it's just nothing and if Reid ever got in trouble I'm pretty sure he would tell us, I think we just need to just trust him on that," Emily said, taking a deep breath and looking over the bullpen.

"But what if –"Emily stopped JJ before she finished her sentence.

"Trust him, I think we overreacted yesterday, we need to trust him and he has Morgan with him, I don't think Morgan would ever let anything happen to Reid and we're his family, family will always be there if they're needed," Emily finished the subject making sure JJ understood what she was trying to say.

"Yeah," JJ nodded but not fully agreeing with it deep inside.

JJ felt a strange feeling run through her body. As clichéd as it sounded, she like someone was watching her. She turned around to find a man standing right outside the BAU doors. He was tall, sandy brown hair and wore what looked like expansive clothes but something was off, it felt like he wasn't meant to be here. He was staring in such concentration at her that when Emily tapped her on the she jumped with pure shock. JJ turned to face Emily but then quickly turned back around, the man was gone but that feeling remained. She felt sick, she felt worried and worst of all she could feel pain and hunger.

"What's the matter?" Emily asked in urgency, worried streaked across her face.

"I just… nothing it doesn't matter," JJ mumbled, still trying to shake the feeling off but unable to.

"Are you sure?" Emily looked straight into JJ's eyes.

"Yes, I'm sure," JJ nodded to reassure not Emily but herself.

She didn't know what was happening but she knew it was big and that people were going to get hurt. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, it wasn't going to be okay. Her friends, her family were going to get hurt and she didn't know how she knew or even why she knew it, she just knew it and all she felt was uselessness. She could warn people but she wouldn't, what would they think? They would ignore it. All she could do was stay there and wait. Useless.

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