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Important note: I have very little knowledge on how rehabilitation works, so bare with me on any inaccuracies.

I probably just gave you a little spoiler too, whoops. :P

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Aaron hung up the phone and sighed, rubbing his forehead. How on Earth did this happen? William Reid had no access to any assets, meaning that somebody else had bailed him out, but who? Who would waste their money on that man's freedom? He didn't deserve to be free, especially not since after Hotch learned what he did to his own son.

"Hotch?" A soft voice spoke. The Unit Chief looked up to see Spencer standing at his bedroom/office's doorway, twiddling his fingers. He half assumed that the young man had already heard his conversation on the phone.

"Come in, Reid." He offered.

"Is he really, you know..." Spencer trailed off as he stepped inside.

"Yes, I'm afraid so, judging from I was just told." Hotch said, now resting his head on his hand.

Reid nodded sadly. "How did he get eligible for bail?"

"I honestly have no clue." The Unit Chief grumbled. "But one thing's for sure, whoever said he was is plain stupid." Such words were a little out of character for Hotch, but Spencer didn't think much of it, his surrogate father was upset, and really, he was too. After all his fat- William did to him, he ends up out of jail and roaming around, free to do whatever he pleases. Who knows where he is now and what he's doing this very moment.

He was also worried, William had already shown him once what he was capable of, and it made him wonder, was he in danger? Was his team and maybe even their families in danger? Or perhaps his mother? Plus, who bailed him out? He must have friends that they don't know about.

"Aaron?" Spencer whimpered. "Do you think that William will... try to get revenge on us?"

I wouldn't put it past him. The older profiler thought bitterly. "We can't be so sure what he'll do, Reid." He said. He knew what Spencer was getting at though, William has done things from attacking his own son to molesting him as a child, and if he does have some sort of 'acquaintances', who knows what else he could do with the help of other people. He began to ponder, any of the team's biological families shouldn't really be too threatened, at least not as much as the team itself, especially Reid. His mother, Diana should be safe, those facilities have trained security for out of control patients, they could probably handle a man set out on revenge, that is, if she's his target. Truthfully, William was a bigger threat to the team than their families, he knew where Reid's apartment was, and it isn't too far from the homes of everyone else, but it's possible that he doesn't know that.

Now that it occurred to Hotch, maybe he should go to the prison where William had been and see if they could identify whoever paid his bail, and perhaps where they might've headed off to. He wasn't quite sure what good it would do, now that he was out on bail, he couldn't imagine getting the man thrown back in for a child molestation charge when the event happened so many years ago. It could still happen though, Aaron would just need to be persuasive. The charges of assault of a federal agent and child abandonment were no doubt still on his record, Hotch could use that to his advantage should he ever get a chance to go up against the man.

In addition to all that, he had something else he needed to do... Reid and his drug problem. Right now, he felt that support groups weren't really the most effective thing for the young doctor, which only left one other option; Rehabilitation. While the BAU leader didn't like the idea of sending Spencer to a place like drug rehab, he only wanted what's best for him. He would have Garcia look up any places that specialize in law enforcement, to ensure that Reid would be treated fairly and not like some addict junky.

Not wanting to alert Spencer before he could explain, he pulled out his cell phone and did something he almost never did, he sent Penelope a text message. Hotch hated texting, but he needed to tell Reid about what he has planned first before getting into a conversation with somebody else.

"Reid, have a seat on the bed, please." He said, gesturing to his bed nearby. The younger man was a little confused at first, but he obeyed silently, Aaron sat down next to him, facing him.

"We need to discuss about you taking those drugs." Hotch said in a non-nonsense tone. Spencer gulped and shrunk back, but he relaxed slightly when a comforting arm wrapped around his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry, Hotch." Reid whispered, staring at the floor. "I know you're probably ashamed of me and you should fire me-"

"I'm not going to fire you." Aaron interrupted. "I just want to talk with you." Spencer instantly eased a lot of tension in his body that he hadn't noticed. "I actually have a proposition, I can't guarantee that you'll like it or not, but I'm having Garcia look up drug rehabilitation centers for law enforcement."

"Y-you told Garcia?" Reid squeaked.

"Spencer, stop for a moment." Hotch gripped his shoulder reassuringly. "You know very well that we're not going to judge you or think of you any differently, we just want to help you get through, okay? Will you let us do that?"

Reid pursed his lip, then nodded. The idea of his team, his family, knowing about him willingly taking drugs was beyond embarrassing, but he listened intently to what Hotch said to him, and he knew the older agent was right. He wasn't used to being the one who was cared for, as it was always the opposite when he was younger. Just because he was a genius didn't mean he wasn't a child, people always overlooked that back then, that's why it felt strange at first when his teammates, the people he works with, treated him like he wasn't in his twenty's, whenever something happens, they're all over him like a kid that tripped and hurt their knee, they show him concern he wasn't used to being treated with while he was growing up, but over the years, he's gotten more adapt to it, in fact, he enjoys it often. Being the one to receive care instead of always having to give it was nice for a change. Sure, being treated like a kid instead of a grown federal agent might seem a little ridiculous, but his team was not one to argue with, no matter if it was Morgan teasing him, Emily ruffling his hair, Garcia showering him with gifts, JJ looking out for him like a mother hen, or Rossi calling him 'kid', it was something he's learned to live with and eventually, learned to enjoy.

Hotch acting as his 'father' topped it all, Reid never really knew what it was like to have a real dad, and just when he thought he found one in Gideon, he abandons him and the team, just like William abandoned him and his mother. Hotch would never leave though, Spencer was sure about that. And right now, Aaron was doing what any father would do, looking out for his son. Well, his surrogate son. Even if it meant sending him to drug rehab. Reid was nervous, though he trusted Garcia to find a good place, just like she had when she found that therapist with the silly name. He trusted Hotch's judgment too, if he felt that it was the best thing for him, he would comply.

Aaron's phone rang and he picked it up to see who was calling, it was Penelope. Spencer took a deep breath when Hotch answered, he figured the Tech Goddess must've found a place that specializes rehabilitation for those in law enforcement. Reid began to imagine how it would feel being in one, would the people be nice? Surely Garcia wouldn't pick a place that was bad.

The conversation was brief and Hotch ended the call and began to explain to the young man sitting next to him. "Spencer, Garcia found a rehab facility close by, and they're willing to fill you in today." Reid was a little surprised. "Already?" He asked.

"Yes, that is, if you want to check in today."

"Sure." He shrugged. "I'd like to get over this as soon as possible." He admitted softly.

Hotch nodded in understanding. "Whenever you're ready, you can pack up some spare clothes and anything you'll need. You'll probably be staying there for a short while."

Spencer soon felt nervous again. The thought of being away from Hotch for however long he would be at the rehab made him uneasy, especially with his biological father running around. What if William tried to attack him again since he would be alone? What if he goes after his mother or his team? He got up from Hotch's bed and went to his own bedroom to get prepared and do as his 'dad' asked of him and got packed. Aaron, on the other hand, was thinking about how he should proceed after he dropped Spencer off at this place. He would simply go to the prison and ask for- No, demand any identification on who in the hell paid for that bastard's bail. He also wanted to know how William became eligible in the first place, if only they knew what he did to his son back then, they wouldn't have allowed such a stupid thing.

William was just lucky that it wasn't parole he was out on.

The Unit Chief sighed as he began to dial Jessica on his phone. He seriously hoped this place that Garcia found would help the young man he considers a second child, after all though, she did find that therapist who certainly proved helpful, so he should be able to trust the quirky woman's abilities.

Reid later emerged with a suitcase full of clothing and a few toiletries. Hotch nodded approvingly and lead him by the shoulder downstairs. Jack, who had been unaware of the entire situation, turned away from the TV when he heard the two FBI agents appearing, his eyes laid on the suitcase in Spencer's hand and he frowned.

"Daddy, is Spencer moving out?" Jack asked, his eyes glistening.

The two men shared a glance and each held back a chuckle. "No, Jack. Spencer is going away for just as little while so he can get better." Aaron explained to his distraught looking son. The boy breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed instantly. "Okay!" He grinned, clearly accepting his father's answer.

"Aunt Jessica is coming over, and when she gets here, I'm going to take Spencer to- To... the place that'll make him better." Hotch said, hesitating on his choice of words for a moment. Jack merely nodded in response.

Soon enough, Jessica finally arrived, Hotch made sure to inform her on what was going on before he and Spencer left the house. The two profilers climbed into Aaron's Suburban and began to pull out of the driveway, Jack stood on the front steps, waving at the departing vehicle. "Bye, Spencer! Get better!" He shouted. Reid waved back through the window as they drove off.

Spencer watched as places went by while Hotch drove, Morgan's house, his old apartments, JJ's street, the FBI building, he wondered how long it would be until he saw these places again, Hotch said he would be at the rehab for a short while, meaning that it shouldn't be too terribly long. He was also curious on how he would be treated, since this was a place that is specifically for law enforcement, surely he wouldn't be treated too badly, at least he hoped not.

A large one story building came into view through the trees, Spencer swallowed nervously as they pulled into the parking lot and found a space. Hotch noticed Reid's behavior once they got out and he laid a comforting hand on his bony shoulder. "You're going to be fine. You need to stay strong for us, and yourself." The young genius nodded silently and they entered. The reception area was notably spacious, they walked up to a desk and a woman greeted them.

"How can I help you gentlemen?" She asked.

"S-Spencer Reid, checking in." Reid said anxiously. The woman smiled kindly and pulled out some sheets of paper and glanced through it. "Ah, yes, I was informed ahead of time of your potential arrival. We have a room set up for you and you shall receive a written schedule of the remainder of the day's events." She explained. "Hey, Betty!" She called out to another woman nearby. "Show this nice young man to his quarters, please." Spencer blushed before 'Betty' greeted them and lead the two agents down a hallway. She stopped at a door and unlocked it, revealing a big room with a large window. There was a bed, a TV, a sofa, a small bookshelf with various books, and a writing desk. Pictures of plants and flowers were bolted on the walls, and there was also a bathroom with nothing but a toilet and a sink, and finally, a good sized closet. Spencer assumed the showers were elsewhere.

"I'll leave you to get settled." Betty smiled. "Oh, and sir," She glanced at Hotch. "You may leave whenever you wish."

"Thank you." Aaron nodded and she left. He watched as Reid surveyed what would be his new home for a little while before he sat his suitcase down on the bed and opened it. He assisted the young man on unpacking until the task was completed. Reid put his suitcase in the closet and sat down on the couch.

"What do you think, Spencer?" Hotch asked.

"It's nice." He shrugged. He then looked up at the BAU leader sadly. "I'll miss you and Jack though, and the team too." Aaron walked over and ruffled his long curls affectionately. "Don't worry, if things go smoothly, you won't be here for very long. We'll miss you too, especially Morgan, since he won't be able to pass you his files." He smirked.

Reid laughed. "I wouldn't be surprised if he started giving them to Emily!"

"I'll let you know if he does." Hotch chuckled. "I have something else I need to take care of, I'll be sure to visit you tomorrow as long as a case doesn't come up." He said as he turned to the door. Reid began to feel apprehensive, knowing that he was going to be alone, but he recalled what the older man said earlier. Be strong. He took a deep breath and tried to relax his tense body. Hotch was already standing at the open doorway, he turned to face Spencer still on the couch. "See you tomorrow, hopefully. Get better, son."

"Bye... dad." Aaron heard before he smiled fondly and closed the door. Reid looked around the now quiet room, maybe he would watch television, perhaps that one show about those criminal profilers was on again. He moved to sit on the edge of the bed and grabbed the remote control nearby.

He hasn't had a craving since earlier, but it wasn't worth taking the risk. He wanted to get clean and stay clean for good this time, even if it meant staying at a rehab facility for a while. He didn't mind though, he would not let the drugs break him.

Outside, Hotch climbed into his large SUV and sent one last gaze at the building before he got back on the road. He was proud of his team's youngest, he was being very brave and responsible. He hoped that he wouldn't have to stay there for very long. As he drove, he was tempted to try the radio, at least Reid wasn't here to laugh at him when a horrible song came on, he vaguely smiled at the thought of the last time that happened.

Click.

You tried to make me go to rehab, I said "No, no, no"-

Hotch shook his head and immediately changed the station.

No need to complicate it, I'm a simple man. All you got to do is put a drink my hand-

Click.

Cheers to the freakin' weekend. Drink to that-

"What is with all these drinking songs?" Aaron muttered to himself.

Hey, hey, hey, what's so wrong? With one more drinkin' song-

He decided that he didn't want to listen to music anymore, he flipped off the radio and mumbled under his breath. He was constantly reminded of Spencer in rehab, even though he wasn't there because of alcohol, it still bothered him. He mentally prepared himself as he approached the prison and pulled into the parking area, he couldn't guarantee that he would get the results he wanted, they might say something like it's none of his business, but they would be wrong there, it was his business. That man molested his agent as a child, and they let him go free. Who knows what he might do to other kids, or what he already has done that nobody was aware of. It sickened him to think about it. He parked his vehicle, got out, and walked toward the building. He flashed his badge at anyone who tried to stop him until he got to where he wanted to be. He approached the desk and got straight to the point.

"I demand to know the identity of the one who paid for William Reid's bail." He spoke in a tone full of authority. The woman at the desk looked surprised as she struggled to find words.

"I'm sorry, sir, that's classified information."

Hotch mustered up one of his best stern glares and pulled out his badge once more. "Mr. Reid molested a child over two decades ago, he was never charged with the crime because it was never reported. With that said, he could be out this very minute doing something of the sort. Now I ask again, who paid for his bail?"

The woman was shocked at what she had just been told, while she was reluctant to reveal who bailed William out, the thought of a child molester roaming free made her more than willing to help with his re-capture.

"A man named Ian Doyle."

I hope you guys felt this chapter came out okay. I ask this because I was suffering Writer's Block while in the process of writing it, it was so bad that I was about to stop mid chapter and work on something else for the time being.