Hey everyone.

Thank you for the reviews. A special thank you to Namira for her continuing support of this fanfic. I love the long reviews you leave me.

To address the issue of a sequel, I'm not sure yet. I would love to round this out to a trilogy and I have the idea to do it but I am just not sure on whether to do it. Never fear everyone though, even if I didn't do a sequel to this I have plenty of other ways that I could torture Reid.

I have to stop watching horror movies.

Small warning. Suicide attempt in this chapter, can be triggering. Just wanted to put a warning up.

All mistakes are my own

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Reid looked at the bottles of medication containing his medication. He knew that there was enough pain medication to do what he was thinking. He also thought about mixing them with some pills he had left over from a while back. Reid's hand shook as he reached up and grabbed the pills from the bedside table. He stared at them. His mind felt conflicted as thoughts of the team started to come forward.

He knew that the team would be angry with him if he died, they would be angry at him for taking his own life. They were angry now though. They were angry at him for leaving the hospital without them.

Reid closed his eyes as he remembered all the times he had felt helpless. He remembered all the times that he had brought pain to the team. He was the trouble magnet, he was the one that the unsubs always went to hurt. Reid knew he could spare the team anymore trouble if he went through with it. The team would be stronger if he died. The version of the team in his dream had been right.

They would be better off if he died. The world would be better if he wasn't there. He was a genius and he had wasted his potential. He should have made the world better. He should have tried to cure schizophrenia or have become a real doctor.

'I'm not worthy to be alive. The people I have failed to save deserve life more than me' Reid thought as he gripped the bottle tighter.

The team would be free of him, they would be free to finally live their lives. They wouldn't be burdened with looking after him again and again. He couldn't take care of himself and he knew. He knew he could at least end things the right way.

Reid popped the cap of the top of the bottle and took out one of the pills. He knew death had been chasing him for too long, Reid decided it was time he finally let it catch him.

Rossi

Rossi had walked in the door with a casserole in his hands, he gave it to Morgan who gave a nod of gratitude as he was given the food.

"How is Reid doing?" Rossi asked. Morgan gave him the 'as well as can be expected' look. Rossi instantly knew that Reid was going through a tough time.

"He is struggling to get over some issues. I think he is reaching a point in his mind that is dangerous, he is scared and angry. Rossi he is depressed and I don't know how to help him," Morgan said truthfully as he placed the casserole on the table and sat on the sofa. Rossi remained standing.

"He has been through a lot in a short amount of time. He struggled recovering from Jay Henson, I remember the time on the plane when we were coming back from a case. He was asleep one minute and screaming the next. He got past all that though, he can get passed what has happened now. We just need to be here to support him," Rossi said before he looked at the bedroom door.

"Can I see him?" Rossi asked.

"He's probably still asleep but yeah go ahead."

Rossi walked towards the door and opened it. At that moment Rossi was thankful for the fact he had a strong heart, a weaker heart would have stopped if they had walked in to see the scene in front of him. Rossi was frozen for a moment as he took in the scene in front of him.

Slumped limply in the bed with an empty pill bottle in his hand was Reid.

"Reid!" Rossi yelled as he ran to the bed. Reid was still semi concious as Rossi reached him. Rossi's heart broke as he saw Reid's unfocused and heavy lidded eyes.

"What's wrong?" Morgan shouted as he came running into the room. Morgan ran to Reid's side and saw Rossi trying to get the young genius to focus.

"Morgan, call an ambulance now!" Rossi shouted. Morgan quickly took out his phone and dialled 911.

Rossi barely listened as Morgan spoke to the emergency operator on the phone. Morgan shut the phone after about thirty seconds and focused back on Reid. Rossi grabbed a pen from the bedside table and shoved it into the back of Reid's mouth. Reid gagged as the pen stayed at the back of his throat. Rossi moved the pen when Reid began to vomit, Rossi moved Reid so that Reid vomited over the edge of the bed.

"Why the hell did he do it?" Morgan said angrily as he watched Reid wretch the pills from his body. Reid stopped vomiting, Rossi stepped forward and cleared the remainder of Reid's throat and laid him back down on the bed. Rossi wiped his hands on his jacket quickly before he focused back on Reid.

"I don't know Morgan and right now all I care about is trying to keep him alive!" Rossi yelled back. Reid eyelids began to fall.

"Reid, stay awake. We need you to stay awake," Rossi ordered Reid.

"Buh-bye," Reid rasped in a small whisper before his eyes closed and his body began limp. Rossi noticed Reid's breathing hitch for a moment before Reid's chest stilled.

"Reid! Reid!" Rossi yelled as began CPR.

Morgan was almost frozen as he watched Rossi start CPR. It was so painful to see Reid in such a state, it was painful to know that Reid had tried to kill himself.

"Reid, you idiot."

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