* First of all, I am sorry for not posting last week. My beta reader was in the process of moving and getting ready for family moving in. So she was one little busy little hen. So she didn't have much time to do any beta. But I thank you all for your patiences.

* Now, the important business. I do not own CM. My thanks for my sister for being my beta. I welcome any and all reviews.

* It contains spoilers to "Third Life"

* Which I also know that this doesn't fit the series time-line. I wrote this chapter before assuming it fit the show's time-line. Nope. When they had the marathon of Criminal Minds, this episode was on so I watched it to get the information like where exactly was the case and what were the BAU were wearing that day, all of the little details that I needed. Except I did the "assume" thing. I assumed it was during the time of JJ's pregnancy. Except she never even meet Will so no Henry. I know, I know. Don't assume; you will make an ass out of you and me. However this chapter and the following three chapters are really important to the story, and I have tried to see if any other episodes would work, but it didn't. This will not only bring Reid and Ashley closer together, but it will give you more hints of what Rose has been up to.

Chapter #47

Reid pointed his gun at Jack Vaughan who was pointing his rifle at Ryan Phillip. His daughter stood in between them, blocking Reid from making a clear shot.

"Jack, you swore to your wife, you'd protect Lindsey. Listen to her Jack, listen to what she wants - She's begging you to kill somebody right in front of her. What do you think your wife wanted you to protect Lindsey from? Jack, your life has been, has been about violence, and if you do this, Lindsey's will be too. Do you want that? When does it end, Jack?"

Lindsey who was still standing in between them, "Kill him," she whispered.

"When does it stop?"

"Tomorrow," Jack answered then pulling the trigger.

Reid dried his face as he stood in the small bathroom in the plane on the way home. He can still hear the shotgun going off in his head. His right hand starting to shake where he made a fist, squeezing it and stretching his fingers out. He shook it, where it stopped shaking. He can still smell the blood and the gunpowder.

He walked out of the bathroom. He saw Morgan sitting in a chair, listening to his music, but he looked back at him. Reid could see the concern in his eyes, but he couldn't even tell his big brother that he was alright if he wasn't sure himself.

Reid pulled out his cell phone as he went to the far corner of the plane, away from everyone else. He played in his hand as he sat down. He checked his watch, noting the time difference. He dialed a familiar number.

"Hello," Ashley answered.

"Hi," he said quietly.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to…" He started to say before going quiet.

"Are you OK?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to hear your voice." he said, staring out to the wall.

"Alright, "I am looking for a coffee maker right now, but there are way too many."

"Really?"

"Yeah, some are for fine grounds or course grounds. And then there are the steamers and such. Oh wait; there is one for about four hundred dollars that you can program your own coffee. Ghee, with that price, they should be able to program your own DVD player."

Reid let out a little laugh. "You think."

"I just wanted one that I can make coffee for my boyfriend that is all."

He smiled. "Why are you looking for coffee makers now?"

"I'm bored. My AA meeting doesn't start for another hour and let's face, you know how much trouble I am going to get into if I wander around in the arts and craft store." He smiled again, knowing that whenever she does, she ends up buying over a hundred dollars worth of supplies.

"Spencer, are you sure that you are alright?"

"I'm fine; it was just a bad case."

"Do you want to come over after my meeting? Paul got Rose to join him in Toronto for a few days and it is Mary's night off."

"I won't get back until late tonight,"

"Where are you?"

"We just left California," he answered.

"It's ok; I am not working until tomorrow night." Reid was quiet, bending his head down, pinching the bridge of his nose. He wasn't sure if he should come over or not. He did want to see her again, but the last thing he wanted to do was to make her worry more.

But yet, he wanted to see her, he wanted to be reassured that the world was still worth fighting for. He didn't realize that he had let out a sigh, until he heard it himself.

"Doc."

"Yeah, I'm still here."

"How bad was it?

"Bad," he quietly answered.

"The guards know you and Bailey is used to you. Are you sure that you are going to be OK? I can meet you at your place if you like."

"No, that is OK I'm going to be fine," he said. He wasn't sure if he believed it himself or not. He shouldn't have made that phone call.

"Well, if you don't, do you want to meet for dinner before my class tomorrow and you can give me some tips of what to look for in a coffee maker."

"OK," he said, turning his seat around, seeing his team.

"Reid," Hotch called out to him. "I have to go, bye," he said, not giving her a chance to say goodbye. He turns around and joins the team.