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Garcia rubbed her eyes as she woke up from her gentle slumber, she turned her alarm clock to face her and found it was three am in the morning, she decided to get out of bed and make some warm milk for herself. She slid her slippers on and made her way out of her bedroom. She was about go to the kitchen when she heard the sound of soft sobs coming from Reid's room. As she pushed the door open, her heart began to break at the sight of Reid crying into his pillow. She sat on the edge of the bed and put her hand on his shoulder, she felt the sobs coursing through his body.

"Reid, did you have a nightmare?" she asked.

He shook his head and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. "I can't sleep."

"Why can't you sleep?" Garcia asked, feeling stupid for even asking the question.

"I can feel him holding me," he shook his head. "When we would sleep in the bed, he always held me close to him, he wanted me to stay close and he'd get angry when I needed to go to the bathroom. Garcia, I can still feel his arms around me and feel his hot breath on my neck. He did so much to me in that bed and I was alone in that nightmare."

Garcia walked around the bed, she climbed on the bed with him and slipped under the covers.

"W-What are you doing?" he sniffed. She laid him down on his side and then laid next to him, she put her arms around him and held him close.

"He isn't here, Reid and he'll never be here again. The arms around you are mine and only mine, you're safe in my arms. Go to sleep, I'm here and I'll keep you safe."

He laid against the pillow and held her arms as he closed his eyes. He could smell her perfume and that gave him comfort, Martin only ever used to smell of body wash and alcohol. Within a few minutes, he fell into a soft slumber.

Eating his dinner, he made sure to eat it quickly after being beaten the week before. Martin was looking through the mail, Reid watched as Martin dropped the other envelopes to the table and opened one.

"Dear Spencer," Martin smiled stiffly. "You got a letter from your mommy."

Putting down his fork, Spencer looked at the pages of writing in Martin's hand, he didn't dare reach for them without Martin's permission. "Can I see the letter, Martin?"

"You send her one everyday according to her, I don't remember giving you permission to send them. Are you sending them from work?"

"Martin, she needs the comfort those letters give her and I know you told me not to do it anymore but I have to, please don't be angry with me."

Martin kicked his chair back and made his way to the kitchen, Reid followed after him and panicked as he watched him turn a burner from the stove on. The letter neared the flames. "Martin, no!"

"I can't let this go unpunished, Spencer, you have to learn the consequences of breaking my rules. Not hearing from your mother should suffice."

Reid hated himself for what he was about to do but he knew Martin would spare his mother's letter if he did it. Going to Martin, he got on his knees and touched his belt. He began to unbuckle it when Martin grabbed his hand. "What are you doing?"

"I'll accept any punishment you want to give me and I'll make you feel good too. Just please let me read the letter, I'm begging you not to burn it. I love you and I know you love me too."

Martin turned off the burner and put the letter on the side. "Get on with it, Spencer, or I may change my mind."

Reid looked at the letter and then took the belt back into his hands, he pulled down the trousers and pulled Martin free.

He woke to find a cup of hot chocolate on the bedside table, Garcia was gone but the television was on in his room. Gently sitting up, he ignored the pain in his stomach and took the cup into his hands. He relished the warmth it brought to his body and to his empty stomach. He hated his dreams, he forever continued to dream of all the bad times with Martin. He remembered the night he'd given pleasure to Martin and endured much more to read his mother's letter. He remembered every word of that letter and the pain had been worth being able to read a letter from his mother.

He turned off the television when JJ and Blake came to his door. "Hey," he smiled gently.

"Hey, Spence," JJ smiled before coming forward with two red gift bags. "This one is from Henry and the other one is from Will and me."

"You didn't need to, JJ."

"It's just things to make you smile. Henry wants to come by later if that's okay with you."

"I'd like that," he said before taking the bag sent from Henry. He opened it, pulled out a card and opened it. He grinned and felt a surge of happiness as he read the card. In very untidy writing, Henry had written 'Get Well soon, Uncle Spencer'. He held the card close to his chest for a moment before putting it on the bedside table. He pulled out a truck that he knew was Henry's favourite toy, he turned it over his hands. "Why did he send this?"

"It makes him happy and he hopes it makes you happy too," JJ explained as she sat on the edge of the bed. He kept the toy truck next to him as he pulled out other items such as more little toys, Henry's favourite book and a DVD of Scooby doo. He loved all of them and loved his godson for sending him this. JJ put her bag forward, he opened it up and pulled out new books, a doctor who box set and tablet device.

He held out the tablet. "I can't accept this."

"Yes you can," JJ said, pushing it back into his hands. "It's also for Henry in a way, we have one at home and with this, you can Skype with him. You can also look up things too and keep in contact with us. I know you aren't coming back to the office for some time."

"We've sorted all that with the directors," Blake said as she sat on the other side of the bed. "How are you feeling?"

"You didn't tell them everything, did you?"

"Reid-" JJ began.

"They know, don't they?" he said, shaking his head in shame.

"They got hold of the police report. They aren't judging you, Spencer, they are going to give you all the time you need to recover."

"All the time I need to recover," he laughed before touching his stomach. "I'll go back and every agent there will know how weak I am. They'll all know what Martin did to me."

"No, they won't," Blake assured him. "You're not weak."

"I let a monster beat, rape and humiliate me for near eight months. How is that not weak?"

"Y-You let him do those things to protect Henry," JJ said, her eyes tearing up. "You let it happen to protect my family, that doesn't make you weak, that makes you one of the strongest people I know. No-one thinks you're weak."

JJ came forward and hugged him.

"Thank you for keeping Henry safe," she whispered before hugging him tighter.

Standing on the ledge of the bridge, he felt the cold wind run through his body. One step and he could make it all end, Martin wouldn't be able to hurt him if he jumped, Henry would stay safe because he knew Martin would just move on before the team could find him. He almost lost his balance on the ledge when his phone began to ring. He pulled it out and answered it. "Hello."

"Hey, Uncle Spence," Henry's voice came down the phone.

"Hey, Henry. Why are you calling?"

"I'm having a birthday party, mommy wants me to invite you. Will you come, Uncle Spence?"

He quickly stepped away from the edge and climbed back over the railing. "I'd love to come, Henry. You know I'll always be there for you."

"Yay," Henry called down his phone. Reid closed his eyes and hated himself for almost letting his godson down.

He snapped out of the memory as Henry ran into room. "Uncle Spence, you're home."

Henry climbed on the bed and hugged him, he hugged him back and smiled as Henry came away from the hug and sat in front of him. "Are you feeling better?"

"I am now," he said to Henry. "Thank you for the gift bag."

"You're sad and I wanted to make you feel happy again."

"Henry, you're the most wonderful little boy in the world and I want you to know that I'll always keep you safe."

"I know you will," Henry nodded. "Mommy tells me that you will keep me safe before I go to sleep. Wanna play?"

JJ walked towards the bedroom but stopped a few steps before the door, she leaned against the wall and put her hand over her heart. Sat on the bed was Spencer and Henry, both playing with toy trucks and both smiling.

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