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Oh and any similarities or coincidences to real hospitals is purely coincidental.

One month later

Reid ignored the shiver that ran through him as a cold breeze of wind crept around and over him. Reid felt numb to the world as he stared at the garden he had been forced to walk into. Reid knew he had been at the Health View Psychiatric centre for three weeks and five days. He had recieved letters from the team but had not opened one of them. He didn't care what they had to say. Reid already knew what would be printed in ink on the letters. Letter after letter would be filled with empty apologies and updates of a world that he was being kept from. A world that had forced him into this awful place.

Reid had tried to keep to himself but he had been forced to participate in group and one to one therapy sessions. He had declined to say anything in either of the sessions. He no longer trusted people easily, he had trusted his team for years yet they had betrayed him. He didn't need some stranger trying to empathise with him.

Reid knew that they would never know the true horror of what he had been through. No one understood him, he was alone now and that was the way he wanted to keep it.

Dr Greene had lied to him when he had told him that this was a good place. Reid wished he had someone to trust his words with but he didn't. It was in his second week that Reid discovered that a few of the guards and carers in the centre were rough and crude to the defenseless patients. Reid owed the bruise on his chin to one of the guards. Reid discovered then that it was better to keep to the rules, it was better not to talk back and it was better to stay to yourself.

Reid felt a small strike of pain up his leg as he moved it. Reid didn't make a sound though, he had become used to the pain of his healing leg. Feeling the pain made Reid feel more connected to reality. He had been hiding the pills he had to take in his mouth and flushing them down the toilet.

He refused to be drugged and numbed. He wanted control, he needed control.

Reid was happy that his body was recovering. His legs could be walked on although it did hurt him. His bruises had faded, the one thing he despised were his wrists. They still looked slightly raw and they had scarred horribly.

Reid had thought of about trying to end it all again but he knew there was no way he was going to get away with it. He was still watched although he been allowed less restrictions.

Reid had come to terms with the fact this was his new place of being for a while. He had come to terms with the fact that he was hell.

Garcia

Garcia chewed on her lip slightly as she hit the buttons on her keyboard quickly. She could taste her lipstick but she
ignored it. She knew she was breaking the rules by doing what she was doing but she had to do it. She had to know. Garcia jumped as her door opened. She swivelled round quickly to see Hotch holding a folder.

"Are you okay?" Hotch asked Garcia as he noticed her breathing was quicker than normal.

"I'm fine, I'm perfectly fine," Garcia said quickly.

"Garica, I'm a profiler. I know you are hiding something. What are you doing?" Hotch enquired.

Garcia bit her lip for a second before she decided to tell Hotch what she was doing. She knew he would find out one way or another.

"I may have broke some rules. I hacked into Reid's hospital and I may have been spying on him a few times on the CCTV system. I also checked on his records how he is doing," Garcia blurted out hoping that Hotch had been angry. Garcia was not prepared for what Hotch said next. She thought he would be furious with her.

"How is he doing?"

"He is doing a little better but according to his records he is refusing to speak in his sessions. His suicide watch has been lowered so that is good. I can see if he is view of a camera. That was what I was doing when you walked in, I was checking to see if I could see him anywhere," Garcia smiled sadly.

"Let's see if we can see him," Hotch said before he grabbed a chair and pulled it in front of the computer screen. He watched Garcia work her magic for a few more seconds before the screen came up with an array of small screens. They both looked over them.

"There he is," Garcia smiled as she clicked on the small screen that showed the Garden.

Garcia smiled as he saw Reid in view of a CCTV camera. It was the camera showing the Garden. Garcia enlarged it so the video feed filled the entire screen. Garcia stared at Spencer as he sat on a bench staring into the distance.

"He looks so sad. I can't believe he is in there," Hotch sighed as he saw Reid.

"Do you think he reads our letters? He hasn't asked to see us yet. Why can't we visit him?" Garcia moaned.

"We are barred from speaking to him, we had to get special permission for the letters. I hope that he is okay," Hotch sighed again as he hated thinking about Reid all alone.

Garcia and Hotch watched as a large male nurse walk over to Spencer. He seemed to say something to Reid. Reid said something back before turning his head away from the nurse. Hotch felt anger burn through him when he saw what the nurse was doing. The nurse bent down and grabbed Reid by the shoulder. Hotch visibly saw Reid flinch as he the nurse said something into his face. Hotch recognised the look on Reid's face all too well. It was a look of fear.

"Something is wrong," Hotch said angrily.

"What's wrong?" Garcia asked.

"That nurse just threatened Reid, you could read it all over their behaviour. I am going down there and giving them a piece of my mind."

"Hotch you can't. You don't have any proof and you can't tell them that you saw it on the CCTV," Garcia said helplessly as she realised they had no way of helping Reid.

Hotch gave her a frozen stare before he hit his fist against the table. Hotch knew she right and he hated the fact she was. Reid was in trouble and there was nothing they could do about it.

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