A/N: SO for the next ten days I will be at a medical conference... No time for making new chapters. I'll get started on my new story.. So I have something when that time comes! I don't own cm or their characters! If there are grammatical errors-im sorry!
Morgan was reading the files given to him from Garcia. He was reading the names that Brandon Dale has contacted multiple times. When Hotch and Emily walked in Hotch asked, "Did you find anything?"
Morgan sighed and ran a hand over his face. "He's been in contact with a man from California multiple times, but Garcia said it was a disposable cell phone. She couldn't get any information on the other person except that he's located in California," Morgan said. "Hotch, this guy is good."
"Well, we are just going to have to be better," Prentiss said calmly while sitting next to Morgan. "I'm more bothered that he knows our personal lives," Prentiss added. "Let's try not to address that. He could be attempting to tear the team a part," Hotch said. "But Hotch-it's all true. As much as I didn't want to tell you guys-it's all true," Prentiss said sadly. "We don't think any less of you, Emily," Hotch said sincerely. "Yeah, Emily. We all have our dark secrets. Let's just try to keep this man from spilling any more, we don't need the tension," Morgan said. "You're right. I'm going to call Rossi and see how Diana Reid is coming along. She should be here soon," Hotch said as he stepped out of the room.
"This is becoming weirder by the second," Prentiss said. "My question is why now?" Morgan said with a shake of his head.
Alex finally got back home. She couldn't believe how long that surgery was. A good 13 hours and the man had still died. She was upset although she was only an assistant, she still felt like she failed him somehow. When he died on the table, they continued the surgery. The least they could do was give the man a chance for an open casket funeral. She could still see the tears in his wife's eyes as the doctor broke the tragic news. Alex will never forget this moment, but she knew she would have to move on. She was still upset with Reid, so she wasn't even bothered that he wasn't in the apartment. She was surprised-that he didn't even bother to call after all this time. She shrugged it off and decided to get some rest before her next shift later on that day.
David Rossi wasn't surprised when Diana Reid approached him, slightly shaken from the plane. He could tell she had greatly troubled the nurses that were ordered to be with her.
She looked at David and he felt his blood run cold. She looked at him with enough hate to silence Hotch. Her eyes darted left to right as if she was expecting someone to jump out at her. Rossi wondered how Reid was able to keep her calm in situations like these.
"You let them hurt my baby," She whispered. Rossi just looked at her in shock. "Just take me to him. You owe me that much. He told me that I could trust you and your fellow fascists, but I knew you all had manipulated him into believing that you were good people. My poor stupid child," Diana whimpered nervously. Rossi was still at a loss for words. He wasn't sure what to say that wouldn't cause her to attack him and scratch his eyes out. "I will take you to Spencer, but first we need to get you to the station-" "Why!" Diana snapped. All her nervousness was gone. Rossi wondered for a split second if she was bipolar as well, but then again she would protect herself and Spencer. "Mrs. Reid, someone tried to hurt Spencer. We need to know if you have any idea who he was. A mother knows, right? Well I have a feeling you may know," Rossi said hoping that his choice of words were perfect for convincing a woman like Diana Reid that they were truly only trying to ask if someone could hurt Reid.
"Well, I guess. But I don't like it!" Diana snapped angrily. "I understand," Rossi stated calmly. He led her to the SUV and opened the door for her. She nervously entered as well as the two nurses. The drive was quiet, except for the occasional words spoken by Diana Reid. Rossi knew that if everything goes right, then they will be closer to finding out everything that happened with Reid. Rossi just hoped that this doesn't ruin any trust Reid held with them. They all knew how protective Reid was with his mother, but sometimes they had to forget about friendship and do what needs to be done to save his life.
They pulled to the FBI building and Rossi led Diana to the fourth interrogation room. She sat gingerly and Rossi ordered that the nurses stood on the other side of the wall. "Now hurry up and do what you need to do. My baby needs me," Diana said quickly. Rossi nodded knowing that Diana Reid meant business. Rossi opened a file and place a single picture on the table. "Who is he?" Rossi asked. Diana looked at the picture and rose an eyebrow. "William," She said slowly. "Okay," Rossi said taking out another picture. "Who is he?" Rossi asked with a small smirk. "William Shakespeare," Diana answered. "Good, now who is he?" Rossi said placing another picture on the table. Diana automatically frowned and looked at Rossi. "I don't know," She said slowly. Rossi sighed. He knew that she was lying, but he didn't want to approach her the wrong way. "You taught 15th Century Literature at the University of Las Vegas, right?" Rossi asked. Diana nodded quickly. "This man taught along side of you as a teacher's assistant, am I right?" Diana nodded once more. "And you don't know him?" Rossi questioned. "Nope. We never spoke unless it was about my lecture for the class," Diana said easily. Rossi knew this woman was tough as nails and he also knew it would take some time. "Diana, Spencer is in the hospital because of this man's son," Rossi said pointing at the picture of Hector Dale. Rossi saw a small reaction. It was so quick Rossi wondered if it was even real. "His son's name is Brandon Dale," Rossi said as he placed the picture of Brandon on the table. Diana stared at the pictures. Rossi could tell her mind was running overtime and before he knew it, the file was scattered on the floor. "Why are you showing me this?" Diana yelled while hugging herself. "You fascists are not going to find nothing!" She screamed. The nurses barged in, but Rossi held up a hand. He didn't want them to sedate her. "We need to know in order to find a way to save Spencer," Rossi said. "William Reid was called and he said to let Spencer go," Rossi added slowly. He could see the fierceness reach Diana's eyes. "Typical!" She spat angrily. Rossi was slightly surprised, but he didn't let it go to waste. "What do you mean?" Rossi pressed.
"William knew! He knew-knew-knew!" Diana yelled. "He was just mad, and we needed to protect Spencer! I had to let William leave. Spencer will never understand because he can't remember!" Diana yelled. "Remember what, Mrs. Reid?" Rossi asked knowing this was the information he needed. "I'm not telling you! You will tell Spencer!" Diana shrieked. "You're trying to turn my baby against me!" She accused. Rossi wasn't sure how to respond. He knew this was crucial, but he wasn't sure if she'd open up at all. "Mrs. Reid, your husband has the right to tell the doctors that they can take away Spencer's life support. We need to know the truth!" Rossi exclaimed feeling himself get slightly bothered by Diana's nervousness. He had a feeling this was far worse than he'd imagine. "No! I'm not talking to you!" Diana yelled as she pulled on her short hair. "Please, do it for Spencer! He needs another option! The hospital will be calling William in an hour unless we get the truth out of you!" Rossi lied. "That means your son only has an hour left to live," Rossi said lowly. Diana finally let the words sink in. She let her hair go and looked at the floor where Hector Dale's picture laid. She bent down and picked it up.
"William is not Spencer's father. William and I loved each other though. That's why we are still married," Diana finally confessed. Rossi was surprised that she confessed. "So, Hector Dale is the father?" Rossi finally asked. Diana looked at Rossi. He could feel the intensity of her stare. "No, he's not," Diana finally said. "I want to see Spencer," Diana said calmly. In fact, she sounded so calm it was impossible to believe she even had a breakdown five minutes ago. "I will talk to Reid's boss real quick. He will be able to take you to him," Rossi said slowly. Diana merely nodded and hugged herself.
Rossi stepped out of the room and walked to the other interrogation room where Hotch was still talking with Morgan and Prentiss. "How'd it go, Dave?" Hotch asked noticing the look on Rossi's face. "William Reid is not Spencer's father," Rossi said slowly. Morgan looked the most shock. "So, it's Hector, right?" Prentiss asked. Rossi looked at his teammates and sighed. "Nope," Rossi said sitting down. "Hold up. So Diana Reid doesn't know who the father is?" Morgan asked. Rossi shrugged. "She might know, but she won't tell me anything. She just wants to see Spencer," Rossi said. Hotch pinched the bridge of his nose. He truly thought they were getting somewhere, but apparently he was wrong.
"We'll let her see Spencer. Maybe if she sees him in that weakened state, she may want to elaborate a bit more on his behalf," Hotch said pulling himself together. "Well, she did say one thing," Rossi mumbled contemplatively. "What was it?" Morgan asked immediately. "Diana said-and I quote- I had to let William leave. Spencer will never understand because he can't remember," Rossi said. They all frowned. "She wouldn't tell you exactly?" Prentiss asked. "She said we would tell Spencer," Rossi shrugged. "Okay, so let's get her to Reid. Maybe his presence will soften her up a bit," Hotch said. "Rossi, I'll send you and JJ," Hotch said with a raised eyebrow. "Fine by me. Did you guys get anything by the way?" Dave asked. "Well he knows our secrets and he's been keeping tabs on Reid with someone in California," Morgan stated.
"He wants a lawyer now," Hotch added. "Yeah, he pretty much admitted to running over Reid and dumping him at the hospital," Prentiss shrugged. "We're done with him for now. We can hold him up to 72 hours. He'll be in jail around that time," Hotch smirked. "You guys are going to make him sit there for 72 hours?" Rossi asked raising an eyebrow. "Well, until we find a lawyer, he won't speak. For now, we have no reason to talk to him. Besides he deserves it," Prentiss smirked. "Well, okay," Rossi smiled and headed off to get JJ so they can take Diana Reid to Spencer.
Once again Rossi found himself in the SUV with Diana mumbling to herself. Rossi had to admit he admired the woman's fierce attitude. JJ briefly looked at Rossi, unsure if Diana's mumblings were a good sign or not. Rossi merely shrugged. He didn't mind at all as long as she wasn't harming herself or others.
By the time they reached the hospital, Diana Reid was eager to see her son. She practically ran into the hospital with the profilers chasing after her. "Where is my baby!" Diana yelled to just about everyone she passed. The nurses had a hard time telling her to calm down and Rossi decided to hurry up and get Diana to Spencer.
When that goal was finally accomplished, Diana was sitting next to her frail looking son. She was patting his head in a loving manner and JJ and Rossi decided to give her some alone time with Spencer.
"So, neither one is his father?" JJ asked in shock. "I guess so," Rossi shrugged. "Then...Why?... No, it's confusing! Why did Hector leave his family and worked with Diana Reid?" JJ asked still trying to figure it out. Rossi sighed. He wanted the answers as much-if not more-than JJ. "I honestly don't know. I'm just hoping that Hotch is right and letting Diana see Reid this way will make her open up," Rossi said simply. "Yeah I hope so too. What if Spence finds out?" JJ asked with a slight gasp. "Well, if he does then we will help him along the way," Rossi said calmly.
"Shall we?" Rossi said offering her the chair in the hallway. "We shall," JJ smiled.
Spencer was afraid of the dark. He would prefer anything but the dark. The one time he saw the light and tried to reach for it-he was sucked back into the pit of darkness. "Am I dead?" He asked himself. He wasn't all that surprised when he didn't get a reply. "It's kind of lonely in here," Spencer mumbled to himself. He could hear voices. but he wasn't sure who they belonged to. All he knew was that someone was trying to reach out to him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find his way out of the darkness. "I need help!" Spencer finally yelled. He knew how much he hated defeat, but this was more important than his pride. "What makes your head run overtime?" A familiar voice said. Spencer gasped and spun around. "Me?" He asked incredously. "The one and only your mind could conjure up!" He smiled that familiar smile. "Well, that's, um, weird. Why can't my mind be anyone else?" Spencer asked himself. "Because you only know how to be yourself," His twin said. "Could you help me get out of here?" Spencer asked. He saw his twin frown and seem deep in thought. Spencer found that amazing. "We can try, but it's going to take some time," The twin warned. "What can I call you?" Spencer asked. "Call me Walter," Walter smiled. Spencer smiled back and took a step towards Walter. "What should we do?" Spencer asked. "Well, you're a genius and I'm a genius. Lets just try to put some images in this dark place. Maybe if we can change the scenery your mind could start working again. You don't want to wake up with permanent damage-right?" Walter asked. "Right," Spencer sighed. "Also, don't walk towards the light next time you see it. Once you go, there's no turning back!" Walter demanded and Spencer adverted his eyes. "I'm scared of the dark," Spencer said slowly. "I know, me too," Walter smiled.
"So, about getting out of here-" Spencer hinted. "You do what you do best. I'll do what I do best!" Walter exclaimed. "Uh, what exactly do I do?" Spencer asked. "Remember. I'll just paint the pictures," Walter said sweetly. Spencer nodded and closed his eyes. The first thing he thought of was Henry. He opened his eyes and sure enough, the baby was there in Walter's arms. "Keep going. You're doing it right!" Walter smiled. Spencer nodded and thought some more. This time JJ appeared. "Good job, Spence," She smiled. Spencer smiled slightly and thought of his mother. She appeared, but she was too busy reading to acknowledge him. Spencer thought of Derek, then Penelope, Rossi, Emily, and Hotch. He was surprised at how Hotch still didn't blink. He imagined Jack and now Hotch could smile. Spencer couldn't help but notice that something was missing. He had a hard time trying to figure it out. He opened his eyes and everyone looked at him sadly. Spencer wasn't sure why, but soon he saw the headlights.
A/N: So what do you think is missing? Also, who is his father? Someone asked about Alex, and don't worry. She'll make her big appearance soon!