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He was in a dark room. There was a baby in the center of the room and someone on the other side of it. The baby was crying and he ran trying to reach the baby before the other person did. He couldn't get to the kid, he was too slow. He pushed himself faster and faster towards the center of the room, but it seemed as if he couldn't get there.
Suddenly, the baby was replaced by a little girl. She was crying his name, and he still couldn't reach her. As soon as she had appeared, the girl disappeared, replaced by a woman. She was in the hospital bed, a little girl standing beside it. The little girl's eyes were accusing, as if demanding why he wasn't there to save the woman.
The little girl beside the bed started to scream covering her ears. She was covered in blood, and she crumpled to the floor. He could hear himself screaming as loud as he could, but she didn't hear him. Neither of them heard him. He heard the sound of a gunshot, and everything went black.
Reid woke up in a cold sweat. Stupid nightmares, he hated nightmares. He looked down and the fear dissipated. Perdita's face was peaceful as she slept. Reid kissed her forehead and told himself it was just a bad dream. She was safe asleep beside him. He smiled softly and remembered what Gideon had said to him. Whenever Gideon had bad dreams, he looked at the people he saved. Reid gazed at his sleeping niece and closed his eyes again. Seeing her peaceful face allowed him to fall back asleep, this time with no nightmares.
She was alone in the dark. She couldn't see anyone, not her mother, not her mommy's friend, no one. A bright blazing light lit up and screaming echoed in her ears. She saw the man standing there. His hair was long, black, and matted. He was covered in some dark stuff; she couldn't tell what it was. His blue eyes were wide, animalistic. He looked at her and whispered, "Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy come to Daddy."
He tried to grab her but another voice growled, "Leave her be!"
She didn't recognize this voice, but she sure recognized the next one.
"JESUS CHRIST SOMEONE CALL 911!"
It was Mrs. Craftburn, the nice lady from next door. She felt hands wrap around her. She began to scream and kick the stranger holding onto her. The voice hissed in her ear, "You will be mine…no matter what."
She saw bodies covered in blood. She screamed as her mother's blank eyes stared back at her.
"UNCLE SPENCER! UNCLE SPENCER! MOMMY! MOMMY!"
"Perdita?" a voice came worriedly.
She opened her eyes and looked at her uncle. He sat her up and asked, "Did you have a nightmare?"
She nodded as he brushed some of the honey colored hair out of her face. Reid hugged her gently and said, "I had a nightmare too."
He glanced at the clock and saw it was two in the morning. He sighed and looked at her. Perdita nodded and said, "At first it was the fire and the man…and there was another voice, another person. I didn't know who it was. He grabbed me but I got away…and then you were all dead."
"What?" Reid asked a bit frightened.
"You, Mommy, Sean, and the others were dead," she cried. "It was horrible. I don't want to lose you!"
Reid hugged her and said, "I was looking at some photos of your mother earlier and along with some of yours. I saw your mother as a baby, then as a little girl, and then as she was at the hospital. I tried to reach her…but I couldn't get to your mother. I couldn't get to her fast enough to save her…and then you were both gone too. I don't want to lose you either."
Perdita hugged Reid and said, "I love you Uncle Reid."
Reid wrapped her arms around her and kissed her forehead.
"I love you too kiddo."
Reid watched her fall back asleep, wrapped protectively in his arms. He looked down at her and said, "I promise I won't let that man hurt you Dita. I promise."