-1Reid/Tyler - FRT - Kidnapped

A week after Tyler had been found.

"There's something wrong with him, Cay."

"He was kidnapped, Reid, who the hell knows what he went through? He's not just gunna be normal right away."

"I wasn't talking to you, you insensitive ass."

"Sorry, I can't be Mr. Sentimental like you. Wait, I forgot, what did you get your last girlfriend? Right, you never had one, its one fuck after another."

"What in all fuck does that have anything to do with anything?!"

"Who the fuck cares?! You're calling me an insensitive prick for no god damn reason!"

"I said ass, get it right… prick."

Before either of the two boys could throw a punch, Caleb stepped between them and pushed them apart. Reid's cheeks were tinged red with anger, his eyes were set in a glare, and his hands were fisted at his side, ready to throw a punch; Pogue mirrored him exactly.

"Guys," Caleb said in that reprimanding tone of his, "We're all stressed from Tyler missing and we're all glad he's back, right? Right. So how about you two shut your pie-holes and spend some time with him instead of arguing like two morons?"

"But there's something wrong with him!" Reid objected immediately and pulled away from Caleb to cross his arms and turned away from his two older brothers.

"Give it time, Reid," Caleb sighed, "If he doesn't get any better, we'll step in, but he needs time… to get over what happened to him--"

"We don't even know what happened to him!"

"I know, Reid," Caleb sighed again and put a comforting hand on Reid's shoulder. "But we can't do anything but be there for him. You're his best friend, Reid, he's going to need you now more than ever."

"I know," Reid murmured, and that's what I'm scared of. He didn't know if he could be what Tyler needed right now.

--

"Hey, Ty, me and Pogue are gunna go down to the race tracks. I've got money riding on this ride called the Mauve Storm. Wanna come?"

"No, thanks, Reid," Tyler answered softly and looked back down at his homework.

--

Pogue was laughing as he opened the door and poked his head in to say, "Ty, we're all heading down to Nicky's, James lost a bet and everything's on him, coming?"

Tyler forced out a small smile and shook his head, "No, I'm okay, I've got homework to do."

--

Tyler and Caleb had just gotten up to leave when the History teacher announced there would be a quiz the next day; the entire class let out a groan.

"We're both stuck studying, might as well do it together, how about it?" Caleb asked as they were leaving the classroom.

"Well, uh, actually… I've got, uh, something to do," Tyler cleared his throat and looked down at the floor; he had never been good at lying.

"Oh… hot date?" Caleb teased.

"Uh, sure," Tyler gave him a nervous, shaky grin, "Well, uh, gotta go, bye," And Caleb hadn't even been able to say good-bye with how fast Tyler left.

--

A month after Tyler had been found.

"He's too quiet."

"He's always been quiet."

"Reid's right," Caleb sighed, "He's too quiet, he never wants to hang out, let alone talk. We've gotta do something."

"What can we do?" Pogue asked, sighing as he saw the pitiful sight Tyler made sitting on Caleb's couch alone. They were supposed to be getting junk food right now, not having this little pow-wow.

There was a silence before Caleb shook his head, "I don't know…"

"Well, this talk did shit," Reid muttered as he pushed himself off the counter and went back to sit with Tyler in the living room.

The two oldest shared a look; they were at a loss at what to do.

--

That night.

It was past midnight and Reid was just lying in bed, staring up at his ceiling. His mind was on overdrive because of Tyler; all he wanted to do was make everything alright again for his baby boy, but he couldn't. He sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. His elbows rested on his knees as he held his head in his hands and pulled at his hair.

Reid had only sat like that for a minute at most when a faint whimper caught his ear. He looked over to Tyler's bed, and in the faint moonlight shining through the window, he could see the reflection of something wet on the younger boy's cheek.

"Tyler?" He asked softly and made a smooth move from the edge of his bed to the edge of Tyler's. "Baby boy, you okay?"

Tyler's body was tense as tears rolled down his cheeks and soft whimpers slipped past his lips. His breath hitched as he tossed slightly and grabbed at his comforter.

"Hey, Ty," Reid said softly and wiped away Tyler's tears with his sleeve, "Baby boy, wake up, it's me." He shook Tyler's shoulder slightly, causing Tyler to wake up, and, without noticing, start crying harder. He wrapped his arms around tightly and kept murmuring, 'Don't let them get me, don't let them hurt me', through his sobs.

Reid was taken aback at first; he wasn't expecting such a dramatic wake-up, but his arms automatically wrapped around his baby brother and he started murmuring soothing words into Tyler's ear as he rocked them back and forth.

"He couldn't pay… he couldn't pay, so they took me… and they wouldn't let me go… and they had guns and knives… and it was dark, all the time, and I couldn't move, and I just wanted you, but they wouldn't let me go until he paid… and I don't know how he did it or when or what, I don't know, I don't know. Don't let them take me again," Tyler managed to get out as his tears soaked Reid's shirt. He sniffled and held onto Reid even tighter, "Don't leave me alone, please, don't leave me alone."

"It's okay, baby boy," Reid soothed and ran his fingers through Tyler's hair, "I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere, it's okay." He swallowed down the anger at whoever did this to his Tyler and called on Pogue and Caleb.

They had to help their Baby Boy out.

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A/N: Jainasolo18, I finally wrote your prompt!! I really hope you like how it came out, lol, yours was definitely one of the way more in depth ones and I hope I stuck to everything you wanted.

Everyone, I have a question to ask you guys! Would you prefer me to upload prompts as I write them or wait til I have a bunch and upload them all on one day? I can't guarantee it will be a prompt a day or more, like it was in the summer, but I'm going to try, so please, keep leaving prompts!

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