Daisy decided to go for a walk on the Quantico grounds despite her jog to the BAU with Reid. She grabbed her flak jacket off the back of her desk chair and eased it on. She knew she was technically ready to work in the BAU but emotionally she did not know how she passed the psych evaluation.

She knew at times her job would leave her wanting to shoot herself but to her it was worth it if she could save even one innocent person. She also wanted to prove to her brother, her team and herself that she could handle standing on her own two feet. However, her biggest goal was to prove to herself that she was no longer a victim and could come to terms with what happened to her.

Hey
Slow it down
Whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?

Yeah
I'm afraid
Whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?

Daisy found a secluded area on the north side of the grounds and sat down with her back against a tree. She had no idea why being alone in a secluded area calmed the raging storm of emotions fighting for dominance.

There might have been a time
When I would give myself away
Oooh once upon a time
I didn't give a damn
But now
Here we are

Birds sang a peaceful song in the distance that floated towards her on the soft summer breeze. She could feel the wind caressing her face like an invisible set of hands but felt tears spilling from her eyes. Despite the serenity, her surroundings provided she felt a heavy weight in her chest knowing she longed for her brother to chase away the pain she still felt.

Sowhatayawant from me?
Whataya want from me?

In that moment Daisy realised she was terrified not of dying but of letting herself and those she cared about down. That is why she built emotional walls to keep people out; if they could not get close, she could not let them down. The idea that someone knew her secret both terrified and relieved her. Now there was someone else to help carry the burden.

Just don't give up
I'm workin it out
Please don't give in
I won't let you down

It messed me up
Need a second to breathe
Just keep coming around

Hey
Whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?

Rationally Daisy knew her team was a group of fantastic people who acted as a family first and unit second. She knew that she was an official part of that but couldn't help feeling like an outsider looking in. Ever since Dale had spoken so highly of the BAU, she had made it her mission to get into the BAU and become a world-renowned profiler.

Up until her graduation from the academy, it seemed like an unreachable dream. Now it was as real as the air she breathed and if she screwed up people could be hurt or worse killed.

Daisy wiped the tears from her eyes when she heard soft footprints and looked up to see Reid. She scooted over to make room for him and could feel the fear and sadness radiating off him in waves as he sat down.

She had watched him walk in to Hotch's office and she knew that he told Hotch about what happened to her 15 years ago. However, to both of their surprise she didn't react violently, instead she remained eerily clam and played with the high school graduation ring on her pinkie.

Daisy didn't understand why she reacted so violently to Reid finding out her secret but remained calm knowing he told Hotch that very same secret.

"Daisy I…."

Daisy didn't let Reid finish what he was going to say before she shot him a glare that clearly told him she didn't want to hear it. She knew that her lack of a reaction was scaring him and if she was honest, it was scaring her to.

She could feel his hand on her back through the fabric of her t-shirt and did not resist when he pulled her against his warm and surprisingly strong body. She could feel something inside her telling her that she could trust Reid despite only knowing him for a few days.

Daisy only trusted six people. There was Dale, Sauli Koskinen, Adam Lambert, Jeff and Nick Sax and now Reid. Daisy knew it was pathetic that she only trusted six people.

Yeah
It's plain to see
That baby you're beautiful
And there's nothing wrong with you

It's me
I'm a freak (yeah)
But thanks for lovin' me
Cause you're doing it perfectly

"Daisy you can't keep a trauma like being raped bottled up because it will eat you alive." Reid said trying to hide the tremor in his voice.

"I was doing fine until you read my diary!" Daisy snapped her voice laced with icy venom that caused both of them to wince.

"I-I didn't mean to." Reid said his voice cracked and tears spilled from his eyes.

"I know it's just I have a hard time opening up to people." Daisy said. Her voice laced with guilt as she wiped away Reid's tears.

There might have been a time
When I'd let you slip away
I wouldn't even try
But I think you could save my life

Daisy wiped the tears from her eyes and despite the anger, hurt and fear that latched on to her she felt guilt when she saw how badly Reid was hurting. She tried to pull away from him because she did not want him to see her lose control again but he would not let go. She suddenly jumped startled by the sudden and loud ring of her Blackberry. She pulled it from its holster on her belt and checked the caller ID.

"It's Dale." Daisy stated bitterly as she pulled herself to her feet.

"Who's Dale?" Reid asked his voice betraying his confusion.

"My brother so I have to take this." Daisy said apologetically before pressing the answer key and holding the phone to her ear.

Reid nodded and let her go furrowing his eyebrows in confusion as he tried to understand the conversation. As the conversation progressed, Reid noticed that her demeanor changed from vulnerability to anger and he found himself wondering why. Though she wasn't yelling as she did at his apartment, he could tell from the snappy tone in her voice that she was angry. He heard her apologize to Dale before telling him she would talk to Hotch about getting the team out to Vegas to help with his case. When she hung up and roughly shoved her phone back into its holster he felt a jolt of fear shoot through him. He could see how dark and almost demonic her eyes were and was almost afraid to ask what was wrong, almost.

"Daisy, what's going on? What did he tell you?" Reid said feeling the chill of fear sink its claws into him.

"His team has been hit with a serial rapist case and they've been at it for a week without any tangible information to go on. He called me because his team is at their wit's end and they need our help to profile this guy before he strikes again." Daisy said flatly, as she pinched the bridge of her nose.

Just don't give up
I'm workin it out
Please don't give in
I won't let you down

It messed me up
Need a second to breathe
Just keep coming around

Hey
Whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?