The life of Stella Reid Chapter 40: Romeo and Juliet, a criminal minds fanfic

Hey guys, I'm so sorry that I haven't updated sooner, this chapter took my like three days to write and I didn't even have time to add in everything I wanted, as I'm going to Holland for 4 days, so I won't be able to update till then. I tried to make to make it an extra long chapter though. I don't plan on ending this story any-time soon, for those of you who have asked. I'm sorry if you want it to end sooner but it's not going to. Anyway thank you again and please enjoy. :)

Chapter 40: Romeo and Juliet

Spencer's POV.

Hesitating slightly, I let Stella go with Henry. She practically ran out the door after him.

"They're so cute together." Garcia commented. I wasn't overly keen when people said this.

"It's not cute when I barely see my son." JJ joked.

"Yeah, or when your daughter prefers a boys company than your own." I added.

"Tell me about it Reid, why did we even introduce them?" JJ questioned.

"We didn't, remember, they introduced themselves." I laughed.

"Well they've made it out alive." Morgan commented. Everyone turned to the screen to see Stella and Henry sit on the steps together. They both looked slightly depressed and were in a deep conversation. There was no sound so we couldn't hear what they were saying. Out of nowhere Henry hugged Stella lightly. Making me feel extremely uncomfortable.

"See they are cute." Emily cooed. On the screen Henry and Stella smiled at each other, before they started talking again.

"They really are." Garcia agreed.

"Please don't encourage them." JJ and I sighed at the same time.

"Ohh, Pretty Boy's getting all protective." Morgan teased. I was about to reply when I saw something which caught my attention.

"Look." I breathed. A man had gone up to them and handed them a piece of paper. Hotch got out his phone and at lightening speed called security.

"Don't let those teenagers out of your sight." He ordered. But it was to late, they'd already gotten up and walked out of the frame. They were the last case.

"I'm sorry, I tried to run after them, but it was to late." Came the security guards voice on the line. Both mine and JJ's faces paled. I couldn't believe this was happening again. She'd only just been kidnapped and it was happening again. Anger flooded through my veins. For the third time that day Garcia's door slammed. It really was going to fall off it's hinges soon. Especially as there was another slam and JJ joined me in the corridor. I punched the wall angrily, trying to let out some of my temper. It did kind of work. However I did more damage to my hand, than I did to the wall.

"Spence, calm down." JJ said, holding my arm. I tried to take my arm out of her grasp, but she was pretty strong.

"She's taken them. She's not want to give them back easily." I said, my voice was a lot louder and harsher than I meant it to be.

"I know, I know she has. But I will not rest until we get them back. That's a promise." JJ said, slightly teary eyed.

"What do you mean, she's taken them?" Came an all to familiar voice. We turned around to find a rough looking Will.

"Will." JJ breathed. She ran into his arms.

"JJ, please tell me she hasn't got Henry." Will asked firmly. JJ just shook her head and let the tears spill out. A part of me wished I had someone who would hug and comfort me.

"I will help you get him back, I promise." Will said. JJ shook her head violently.

"No one else is allowed to get involved. I take it you are already kind of involved, but you're not allowed to help. I think it would be risky, going as far as interviewing you." JJ sighed. She was right, we couldn't get anyone else involved. Listening to JJ and Will did calm me down a little, deciding to give them some space I went back into Garcia's lair. The computer screens were blank but they seemed to come alive as I walked in.

So now you know my final case. Your love brats are now mine to play with. Oh, and tell Agent Jareau well done for holding Will off.

I tried my hardest not to smash the screen in, as I read the message, but it was hard. Statistics of children being taken ran through my mind. But this case wasn't a statistic, it was personal and the unsub really was someone special.

"Will's here?" Emily asked me.

"Um, yeah. He got here just now. JJ's with him now." I answered.

"How long ago has it been since they were taken?" Hotch asked.

"Precisely 11 minutes and 7 seconds." I reported, looking down at my watch. It had felt like it'd been hours.

"Well all we can do is wait now." Hotch said sympathetically. JJ walked into the room. Her blue eyes had turned slightly red, but apart from that she looked composed.

"Where's Will?" Morgan asked. I was surprised that he'd stayed so calm. Well that was before I noticed the fist sized whole in the wall, and the fact that he was holding his right hand slightly.

"I told him to wait outside in the bullpen. Thought it would be better." She said, giving a weak smile.

I'd get popcorn if I was you. I have prepared some theatrics.

Everyone's hearts sank as we saw this. She wasn't following the same rules she'd followed with the others. I knew deep down that my daughter was in for it. I couldn't help but feel anger, guilt and pain. Also dread, especially dread. I was going to have to watch my daughter be tortured. The thought brought tears to my eyes, however I quickly brushed them away. I wasn't about to loose it.

Now showing Romeo and Juliet!...

The live streaming came back on. Henry and Stella came into view. They were both unconscious and tied to chairs. I couldn't stop the gasp which escaped my lips. Blood was on their hairlines, the bastard had knocked them out.

"Reid, I know how tough this is, but how long since they were taken?" Hotch asked again. At first I didn't see why it mattered so much. Then it clicked.

"Exactly 15 minutes and 58 seconds. However it would take an average of five minutes to transfer them into the buildings to get them into their chairs. The average speed limit around here is 40. If they didn't want to attract attention, they would of followed that, meaning they must be in a 7.32 miles radius." I reported.

Correct doctor, however you will never find us.

"Garcia, search all warehouses in a 7.32 mile radius." Hotch ordered.

I was about to scream at her when Stella started to stir, followed by Henry. I could see the confused then terrified looks on their faces as they came around. Everyone stared at the screen. The pair of them looked at each other, then looked down to see they were tied to a chair.

"Shit." They both said. Obviously not realizing that she'd put the sound on this time.

"Typical." JJ and I said, we couldn't help but roll our eyes. Even though they'd been abducted we still had the strong urge to ground the pair of them.

Stella's POV.

Henry and I walked as calmly as possible to the black van. My heart was racing, the worst bit was, I knew exactly what was coming. We'd nearly gotten to the van, when we heard a security guard shout after us. Knowing deep down that this had to be down, we made a mutual agreement to carry on walking. If we ran, it would be a sign of drawing attention to ourselves. We finally came to the van and slid open the door. Taking one last look at my second home, I stepped inside with Henry. The van immediately drove off. Inside was pitch black and I could barely see a thing. However I did have the horrible feeling that we weren't alone. My fears came true as a person made themselves known.
"I am ever so sorry, but this really must be done." The voice snarled. The next thing I knew was that something hard hit my head, causing it to go heavy. The blackness somehow got darker and before I knew it my whole body was engulfed by it.

The first thing I felt was something warm on the side of my head. I then felt all fuzzy, like a TV with no reception. My eyelids felt heavy but I forced them to open. I instantly regretted it as I felt a bit nauseous and my head was throbbing badly. I tried to reach my hand to feel why my head was wet, however I saw that it had been tied to a chair. Wait, tied to a chair! I looked up panicking. Sitting across from me was Henry in a similar state. He hadn't quite come to the realization that we'd been taken. When it finally did hit him though, his face was priceless. Without thinking I said the first thing which came to mind.

"Shit." I said, Henry and I must have been on the same wavelength or something, as we said it at the same time.

"Are you alright? I'm so sorry Stella, this is my fault. I should have stopped us from going into the van." Henry sighed.

"I'm fine, I think we both have slight concussions, but we should be fine. And Henry, it's not your fault. She would have blown up the whole building if we didn't do this. Are you okay, though? You took longer to come to." I said concerned.

"I'm fine, it's probably because they got to you first. I heard you fall, I tried to fight them back but it wasn't any use." Henry replied glumly. Desperately, I stared around the room. It was grey and concrete and the only items of furniture in it were the chairs. However, a small red light did catch my attention. It was a video camera. This was good because it meant the team were watching. At least dad knew that I was kind of safe.

"Look Henry. They're watching us." I said, indicating to the red light.

"Great. At least mum knows I'm alive. Well for now. Do you think they can hear us?" Henry asked.

"For our sake I hope not." I replied embarrassed. Dad hated it when I swore. Henry was thinking the same think as his face paled slightly. We were about to continue when a black hooded man with a knife walked into the room. He was wearing a ski mask but you could tell that his eyes were full of evil. I tensed up a little when I saw him, I knew that this really wasn't good. He brought out his blade and let it shine in the little light there was.

"I've got orders from the boss. She wanted to give you a little something to remember today. Forever." His voice was snarly and he reminded me of a snake.

"Why can't the boss come here herself huh? What are you her bitch?" Henry spat confidently. I wished he hadn't because all he did was enrage him. With one quick slash the man sliced Henry's cheek. Henry winced loudly and a long bloody gash appeared.

"You better bottle it, or else?" He warned. I felt my temper rising, and couldn't stop the words from escaping my mouth.

"Or else what? You'll kill us. Jeez you really are her bitch." I hissed at him. I regretted it straight away and prepared myself for what was coming. A sharp pain spread across my cheek from where he sliced his knife into it. I hissed, as I felt the blood seep out.

"SHUT UP! THE PAIR OF YOU." He screamed, loosing his composure.

"Right. Seeing as you started all this, you will get the most painful present." He sniggered, pointing at Henry. Henry didn't even look the slightest bit concerned. Not even when the man pressed his knife against Henry's arm. I couldn't watch as the man dragged his knife across Henry's skin. Henry bit his lip so hard it started to bleed. The man was tracing a messy outline of a star. Each turn of the blade made Henry grow paler. I could tell that he was trying his hardest not to scream. I felt relieved when it was finally over. Henry even let out a breath. However the man wasn't done. Underneath it he carved half a heart. Henry was caught off guard and couldn't help but scream as the knife dragged across his skin. When the man was finally done, Henry was ghostly white and panting slightly.

"Your turn now missy." The man grinned.

"Y-you stay away from her." Henry ordered weakly. The man just ignored him. His blade became closer and closer. He was nice enough to cut my non-broken arm. I shut my eyes tightly, trying to think of my happiest memories. Even thinking about my mum and my friends in Alaska, didn't stop the stinging pain as the knife dragged across my skin. I felt him change direction once, and I still couldn't help but wince. When he was done with the first half, I braced myself for the second half. I tried Henry's technique of biting my lip. I ended up biting it so hard it bled. Eventually the pain became so much that I gave out a small scream. When I felt the pressure go I looked down to see that I had a bloody X on my arm, along with another side to a heart. My mind instantly put two and two together.

"Star crossed lovers." I breathed shakily.

"I knew that you were the clever one." He snarled. "M, herself, will be here shortly. You better behave, she has a tendency to be less forgiving."

"Great, I have to see that Bitch again." Again I said this out of anger. I didn't regret it one bit, well I did slightly after he slapped me hard across the face.

"I don't know why she just won't kill the pair of you." He spat, before he left the room. I closed my eyes trying to compose myself. My arm felt like it was on fire. I could feel the blood seeping out and I was slightly worried that he'd cut us too deep. Both my cheeks also stung, he'd sliced one and slapped the other. Taking a deep breath, I opened my eyes. Staring at me was Henry, he looked pissed.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Why did you do that? Why did you infuriate him?" Henry asked firmly, he was pissed.

"I'm sorry but I can't help it. I get annoyed, it just comes out. Anyway you're not one to talk, you started all of this. Why did you do that? It just got him angry and you got it worse than me. How do you think it makes me feel to see you in pain, because I tell you what, I hate it!" I said, my voice got louder and louder.

"Why do you think I did that? I wanted him to take out some of his anger on me, so he wouldn't hurt you as bad. How could I live with myself if something bad happened to you. I mean just look at the state you're in already." Henry sighed.

"Well I don't need you to do that. I can take care of myself." I grumbled back. It was sweet what Henry did, but stupid.

"Sure you can." Henry said sarcastically. I had enough of him.

"Henry just stop, you're really starting to piss me off." I said flatly.

"Well the feeling is mutual." Henry replied. Never before had we argued like this, so I wasn't really sure how to react. In the end I just opted with looking down at the ground. Just then the door opened. I looked up to see the familiar face of 'Moriarty'. A smile spread across her face, causing my anger to grow. She murdered my mother.

"Trouble in paradise I see." She grinned.

"You're still a-"

"Stella." Henry interrupted.

"Temper, temper. That could really get you into trouble one day." She purred. Every inch of me hated her, I wanted her dead. But I had to try and control my temper.

"That's better now, I thought we'd put together a little reading. It would make things a lot more interesting. Now, I want you to read what's on the bit of paper that I give you. If any of you pull any funny business, I can kill you and your families at the snap of my fingers." She smiled. She handed Henry and I pieces of paper. It was a reading from Romeo and Juliet.

"Stella would you begin." She asked. I gave her my fakest, sweetest smile and nodded.

"Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows." I read out loud. It was kind of creepy that she had an obsession with Romeo and Juliet, especially considering the ending.

"Now Henry, would you follow." She pointed.

"Do with their death bury their parents' strife.
The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend." Henry said flatly.

"Now what do you make of that Agents, Doctor." She smiled wickedly. "To get in the true Romeo and Juliet spirit, if you get the case I'm about to give you wrong. These two will kill themselves."

"Like hell we will." I spat.

"I'll let you know that I've got bombs all around the building, one touch of the button and up it goes. If your team get the case wrong, you will stab yourself Stella and you will poison yourself Henry. Can I see that you agree with this."

"Yes." I said straight away. I wasn't going to let innocent people die because of me

"Henry?" She asked firmly. Henry just nodded. "Good, now for the case. The murder of Kazia Reid. I want to know how I managed to pull it off."

Anger pulsed through me. How dare she act like this, how dare she act as if it was some kind of achievement. I bit my tongue so hard it began to bleed. I desperately tried to calm myself, Henry was right, I couldn't make this situation worse.

"Now it's time for me to go. I hope to hear that you've got an answer. For their sake." She snarled. Out of nowhere she brought out a knife. At first I thought she was going to cut us, so I was extremely surprised when she cut the ropes holding us, letting us free from our chairs.

"I know you'll be here for a while. It's not like you can escape or do any damage. So kick back relax." She grinned. I hated her, I hated her so much. I had to restrain myself from tackling her to the floor. As soon as she left the room, I used my good hand to wipe away some of the blood and assess the damage. I checked my pocket to see if we still had our cell-phones, and I wasn't to shocked to find that she had taken them. I got up from the chair and started pacing. Why was she doing this to us? What did she have against Dad? Why did she even kill mum? How did she do it? I sighed desperately. Images of mums pale, lifeless body flooded my mind. I shook them off quickly though, trying not to think like that.

I faced Henry to see that he'd gone very pale and hadn't even left his chair. However in one swift movement he ran to the corner of the room. At first I was unsure of what he was doing, that was until he started retching. Even though I was angry at him, he wasn't right and that scared me. I ran over to his side and rubbed his back. I had a concussion too, but it was just a splitting headache. Henry had a concussion along with a dodgy stomach from where he'd been poisoned. He retched for what seem like forever. Eventually he stood upright. Moving further along the wall, away from the sick, he slid down the wall. I didn't seem any harm in joining him.

"You okay?" I asked. He nodded weakly.

"Need a hug?" Was the first thing that popped into my mind. Again he nodded weakly, he just seemed so glum. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him gently. Both of us were hurting from our injuries. I tried to let go of him but he kept a tight grip.

"I'm sorry. You don't piss me off and I really do need to learn how to control my temper." I said gently. Henry nodded. I had no idea why he wasn't talking. That was until I felt him shake slightly. The top of my t-shirt became slightly damp.

"It's okay." I whispered so only he could here.

"I'm sorry Stel, for shouting. But I've had enough of all this. You may not mind, but I don't want to die. There's so much things I want to do and achieve. I want to die when I'm old and I've lived, not in this concrete room." He sobbed quietly into my shirt.

"Henry, we're not going to die. The team will solve this. And if they don't, well we'll show no fear and go down fighting." I whispered back. I was trying to put on my hard front. If it was up to me I'd be sobbing with Henry. But I didn't want to show that this bitch had gotten to me. Henry was one of the only few who saw through this fake front, but he was so upset that he didn't even notice.

"I'm sorry, I should be supporting you. It's just, do you ever feel like things get to much and all you want to do is curl up into a ball and forget about the world." Henry asked quietly. He still hadn't emerged from my shoulder.

"I do, a lot actually. You feel like the whole weight of the world is on your shoulders. You try to be happy and strong like everyone else, but it's hard. It's hard to always act brave. You just want to breakdown, let it all out. Let out how you truly feel. You want someone to ask and listen." It all came out of me. I don't know where it came from, but I had secretly been feeling all of that.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked, finally looking up. His eyes were red and wet. I shook my head. I wasn't sure if I ever wanted to talk about it.

"Maybe another time, like when we get out of here." I smiled weakly.

"Okay but I won't forget." He said, he looked down at my white top and I could see the guilt flood him. It already had blood on it from the cuts on my arm and it had blood on it from where I wiped the cut on my cheek. However, there was a red, wet patch on my shoulder. This was from where Henry's tears had mixed with the blood from his cheek.

"It's fine. I wasn't to fond of this top anyway." I smiled.

"Still, I'll buy you a new one when we get out of here." He replied.

"That's more like it." I said, relieved Henry wasn't as glum. This time he hugged me. He even went as far as kissing the top of my forehead. Now all we could do was wait. Our fate lying with the team.

Spencer's POV.

We watched as Stella and Henry finished taking in their surroundings. Stella believed that they both had mild concussions, which wasn't to bad so far. She'd also noticed the camera. They fretted slightly about if we heard them, they were right in thinking that they weren't going to get away without a punishment. Suddenly the door burst open and a black hooded figure emerged. My face paled as I saw he had a knife.

"She better not provoke him." I thought aloud.

"Same with Henry." JJ said wide eyed.

"I've got orders from the boss. She wanted to give you a little something to remember today. Forever." He snarled, this wasn't good.

"Why can't the boss come here herself huh? What are you her bitch?" Henry spat confidently. He shouldn't of done that, it wasn't good to make unsubs mad. With one quick slash the man sliced Henry's cheek. Henry winced loudly and a long bloody gash appeared.

"Why did he do that! Why can't he just keep a lid on it." JJ cried concerned.

"You better bottle it, or else?" He warned. I knew that Stella was getting angrier and angrier.

"Keep quiet Stella." Emily said to herself. She read Stella's expressions extremely well.

"Or else what? You'll kill us. Jeez you really are her bitch." She hissed at him. I waited for the damage. She had a matching slice on her cheek to Henry. She hissed in pain and I hated to see her getting treated this way. It hurt that I couldn't do anything about it.

"SHUT UP! THE PAIR OF YOU." He screamed, loosing his composure.

"Right. Seeing as you started all this, you will get the most painful present." He sniggered, pointing at Henry. Henry had on a bold face, almost as if he expected it. JJ cried out loud as the man dragged his knife across Henry's skin.

"Why are they doing this?" JJ said tears in her eyes.

"I don't know JJ, but we will find them and stop this, I promise." Hotch stated.

"It looks like he's tracing a star." Rossi pointed out. He was right. Each turn of the blade made Henry grow paler. He was trying his hardest not to scream. I hated seeing my godson in this much pain, everyone did. We all thought he was done and let out a breath. However the man wasn't done. Underneath it he carved half a heart. Henry was caught off guard and couldn't help but scream as the knife dragged across his skin. The tears spilled over JJ's eyes. Garcia was also crying and Emily seemed to be close. When the man was finally done, Henry was ghostly white and panting slightly.

"Your turn now missy." The man grinned.

"Y-you stay away from her." Henry ordered weakly. The man just ignored him. My heart raced as his blade became closer and closer. He was nice enough to cut her non-broken arm. As he cut I saw the pain on Stella's face. I felt the urge to punch something.

"The sick bastard. Trust me, I will kill this man with my bare hands." Morgan growled. No one even told him to calm down, we all agreed. He changed direction once, causing Stella to wince. He carried on carving and I saw her lose composure. Eventually she let out a screen. Tears glazed over my eyes. I hated this. When he was done, I saw what he had carved and put two and two together.

"Star crossed lovers." I said, Stella realized this to as she said it at the same time.

"I knew that you were the clever one." He snarled. "M, herself, will be here shortly. You better behave, she has a tendency to be less forgiving."

"Great, I have to see that Bitch again." I groaned as Stella said this. She was in trouble when we got her back. If we got her back.

"Why is she losing it so much?" I said, my voice was weak. The man slapped her angrily across the face.

"I don't know why she just won't kill the pair of you." He spat, before he left the room. Stella closed her eyes trying to compose herself. Henry was staring at her intensely, looking extremely annoyed.

"He looks pissed." Rossi commented.

"He is. What about I have no idea." JJ sighed.

"I kind of wish she would give us the case. I hate watching this." Garcia whimpered. Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Uh, JJ, Reid, I think they're arguing." Morgan pointed out. We looked at the screen to see them looking extremely annoyed at each other.

"Why did you do that? Why did you infuriate him?" Henry asked firmly, he was very annoyed.

"I'm sorry but I can't help it. I get annoyed, it just comes out. Anyway your not one to talk, you started all of this. Why did you do that? It just got him angry and you got it worse than me. How do you think it makes me feel to see you in pain, because I tell you what, I hate it!" Stella said, her voice increased the more she spoke.

"Well I don't need you to do that. I can take care of myself." She grumbled back.

"Why is she so stubborn. Just like Kazia." I sighed.

"Sure you can." Henry said sarcastically. Stella wasn't going to be happy she hated sarcasm.

"Henry just stop, you're really starting to piss me off." She said flatly.

"Well the feeling is mutual." Henry replied.

"They never argue, what the hells gotten into them." Rossi wandered. We all agreed, they seemed to hate each other.

"They've got to stick together, it's the only way they are going to make it through this." Hotch stated, he was right.

Just then the door opened. The familiar face of 'Moriarty' entered. A smile spread across her face. Anger boiled inside of me.

"This is her. This is the bitch that's in charge of all this." I stated poisonously. If looks could kill then she'd be dead, the whole team gave the screen daggers.

"Trouble in paradise I see." She grinned.

"You're still a-"

"Stella." Henry interrupted. I was so thankful he had, god knows what she would have done.

"Temper, temper. That could really get you into trouble one day." She purred, I hated her, wanted her dead.

"That's better now, I thought we'd put together a little reading. It would make things a lot more interesting. Now, I want you to read what's on the bit of paper that I give you. If any of you pull any funny business, I can kill you and your families at the snap of my fingers." She smiled. She handed Henry and Stella pieces of paper. I hated it that she was manipulating them like this.

"Stella would you begin." She asked. Stella gave her fakest, sweetest smile and nodded. At least she'd calmed down a little.

"Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows." She read out loud. It was the prologue from Romeo and Juliet. It made me shiver slightly, giving the ending of the play.

"Now Henry, would you follow." She pointed.

"Now what do you make of that Agents, Doctor." She smiled wickedly. "To get in the true Romeo and Juliet spirit, if you get the case I'm about to give you wrong. These two will kill themselves."

"Like hell we will." Stella spat. I didn't care about her attitude, no way was I ever going to let them do that.

"I'll let you know that I've got bombs all around the building, one touch of a button and up it goes. If your team get the case wrong, you will stab yourself Stella and you will poison yourself Henry. Can I see that you agree with this."

"Yes." Stella said straight away. I lost it, I couldn't help it. Angrily I punched my hand against the wall.

"Henry?" She asked firmly. Henry just nodded. "Good, now for the case. The murder of Kazia Reid. I want to know how I managed to pull it off."

Anger fled through me. We had to find out how she'd done it, just for her amusement. I felt like shooting the screen with my gun. But that wouldn't do any good.

"Now it's time for me to go. I hope to hear that you've got an answer. For their sake." She snarled. Out of nowhere she brought out a knife. At first I thought she was going to harm them even further, so I was surprised when she cut them free.

"I know you'll be here for a while. It's not like you can escape or do any damage. So kick back relax." She grinned. I hated her, I hated her so much. I was more than thankful when she left the room. Stella got up and paced around the room, probably thinking and calming herself, whilst Henry stayed sitting. Luckily for me Hotch had already grabbed the last file.

"It's just her medical file." Hotch reported.

"What does it say?" Rossi asked.

"Dr. Kazia Reid, was a generally healthy person. The only time she had to visit the hospital was when she was stabbed, Christmas two years ago." Hotch read. I knew she'd been stabbed, I was in Alaska when it happened but I hadn't told the team.

"What! Reid, why didn't you tell us this." Morgan cried.

"I didn't want to worry anyone. It wasn't to serious. She was stabbed in the stomach and after a small surgical procedure she was fine." I tried to say. At the time it happened, Stella and I had been so worried and when we found out that she was going to be okay, Kazia and I tried to give Stella back her Christmas.

"How'd it happen?" Emily asked.

"It was two days before Christmas, she was walking home one night when a fight started out between two men. One of them was really getting a beating and she tried to intervene. I don't think the attacker intended to stab her because he fled afterwards, anyway it's not relevant at the moment." I said, trying to get the team back on course.

"JJ, look!" Garcia cried, pointing at the screen. Henry was in the far corner of the screen. He was leaning over, and it didn't take a genius to tell that he was being sick. I was happy to see that Stella was by his side, even though they did have an argument.

"It's that wretched poison. He hasn't eaten anything since yesterday. and he was up half the night being sick." JJ said, surprisingly calm. However, she did watch with a slightly concerned look on her face. Eventually Henry stood upright and made his way further along the wall. He looked drained and he sunk to his knees.

"Is he alright?" Morgan asked concerned.

"No." Was all JJ said. Henry looked depressed. In situations like this it was important to have hope but Henry didn't show any signs of hope.

"You okay?" Stella asked. He nodded weakly. I had known Henry all his life, so I knew when he was on the brink of breaking down.

"Need a hug?" Stella asked. Again he nodded weakly, he just seemed so glum. Usually I'd feel uncomfortable watching the two hug, but this was an exception, Henry needed it.

"I'm sorry. You don't piss me off and I really do need to learn how to control my temper." Stella said gently.

"Well that's cute." Rossi smiled.

"At least they made up." I agreed. "Now lets get back to the case."

"Yeah, they're being all secretive, I can't hear what they're saying." Garcia added.

"What else does her file say?"Emily asked.

"Nothing much. It says that she had asthma and it just gives details of her death. It said her heart failed but there was no sign of toxins in her body." Hotch said a lot gentler than usual.

"Yeah, she had a pump, she usually took it every night. The doctor said that he couldn't find anything which seemed suspicious and trust me this doctor wasn't one of 'Moriarty's' men. I trusted him, he rang me up as soon as he got the results." I admitted, I hadn't told anyone this. Not even Stella, she was doing so well and I didn't want to knock her down. I looked over at the screen. They were still in each others arms. I was about to focus back on the case when I saw Henry shaking. I must of been staring at the screen for a while because everyone else looked. JJ's eyes filled with tears. It must of been hard to see him like this. They were having a conversation about something, but it was to quiet to hear. Eventually it got louder though.

"I'm sorry, I should be supporting you. It's just, do you ever feel like things get to much and all you want to do is curl up into a ball and forget about the world." Henry asked barely audible. It shocked us that he'd been feeling this way.

"I wish he would talk to me about this." JJ whimpered.

"I do, a lot actually. You feel like the whole weight of the world is on your shoulders. You try to be happy and strong like everyone else, but it's hard. It's hard to always act brave. You just want to breakdown, let it all out. Let out how you truly feel. You want someone to ask and listen." Stella blurted out. This surprised me the most. I had no idea she was feeling this and kept it inside her.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Henry asked, finally looking up. I was happy he did. Everyone saw the state of his face and it broke our hearts. A mixture of blood and tears was smeared around it.

"Maybe another time, like when we get out of here." Stella smiled weakly. She wasn't wrong, she was getting out of there and we were definitely going to talk about this.

"Okay but I won't forget." Henry promised. He looked down, embarrassed, at her top. It was a mess. It was covered in blood and tears.

"It's fine. I wasn't to fond of this top anyway." Stella smiled. I could tell that she probably wanted to burn it.

"Still, I'll buy you a new one when we get out of here." Henry replied. It was nice to see he was slowly getting out of the funk he was in. The team happily turned away from the screen knowing that they were there for each other. I caught one more glimpse to see Stella now in Henry's arms, and him kissing her lightly on the forehead.