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Reid moaned as he opened his eyes. He wasn't in any pain. His eyes fluttered open to see Tom above him. The first question that came into his mind was one he needed a truthful answer for. "Are you going to hurt me? Are you with Dante?"

Tom shook his head and smiled at his friend. "No, Spencer. I'm not going to hurt you and I never will. Dante is dead, I killed him myself. I'm so sorry. We didn't know that he had made a deal with William Johnson. He betrayed all three of us. I made him pay though. Put a whole clip into him. I won't ever hurt you. I just want to help you. Nerd, I'm sorry he let that man do that to you."

Reid closed his eyes and leaned back into his pillow. He took a shaky breath as he tried to stop the memories of the two times he'd been attacked at that place from coming to the front of his mind. "Nerd, please talk to me."

"I couldn't fight him before I got free. The drugs were too much. I couldn't focus. I didn't want it. I didn't want him to rape me. I got free though and I killed him. I killed the fucker and watched him choke on his own blood."

Tom noticed that the heart monitor was registering a fast heartbeat. "Spencer, calm down. You're in a safe place. We brought you to Dr Manute."

"We?" Reid questioned. "Wait, who was at the warehouse? I don't remember."

Tom got up from his seat and opened the door. Reid couldn't suppress his shock at seeing Hotch walk through the door. "Hello, Reid."

"What are you doing here?" Reid said, his voice tired and with no strength for anger.

"Spencer, we couldn't get you back without their help. We went to your old team for help and they gave it to us. They helped us get you back. Hotch carried you out of the building to the car and he tended to your injuries as I drove us here."

"He only saved us because he needs to arrest us."

"I'm not going to arrest you, Reid. I won't arrest Jake or Tom either. We have William Johnson secured back at the abandoned building you were kept in. I couldn't stop him from walking away two years ago but I promise you, I won't let him walk away now. He's going to pay for all the pain he has caused you and for all the pain he has caused the team."

"Caused the team? What are you talking about?"

"We have never been the same since you just left. None of us have gotten over the fact that we failed you. We should've done more and I wish we could've but we couldn't. It hurt so much to watch them walk away but it almost killed us when you left without a proper goodbye. Two years later, we find you a changed man because of our failure. I know that nothing we do now can make up for our failure two years ago but I want to try. I'll make William Johnson pay, I guarantee you that."

"He has connections everywhere," Reid sighed. "He won't go to prison. He won't even go to a court."

"Who said anything about arresting him?" Hotch said.

Reid looked at Hotch with wide eyes. "You aren't a killer."

"When I first became an agent for the BAU, I thought that. I wasn't a killer. Over time, that thought changed into something else. I killed Foyet with my bare hands after he took away someone who I cared about. Johnson has put you through your worst nightmare all over again and I can't allow him to just walk away from this. Not when he took you away from the team."

Hotch walked out of the room before Reid could say anything else. Reid had no words to speak. He tried to sit up but found it too painful to do on his own. Tom raised the bed.

"This is so messed up," Reid shook his head. "Oh, why does it hurt so much?"

"Dr Manute said you got some bad internal injuries. You know, down there. He stitched them up but they were bad. He said the guy must have been rough with you."

Reid stared ahead of him and couldn't stop the memory from breaking through.

The man made him look him in eyes as he went faster. Reid tried to let his mind give in to the drug induced haze his mind had got taken hostage by. Fighting wasn't going to help him. One thing he couldn't ignore was the pain. It hurt too much. Oh god! Make him stop.

He let out a pained yelp as the man began to get brutal with him.

"Just enjoy it!" the man laughed before burying his face in Reid's neck and kissing it. Reid let out a weak whine before focusing on a crack in the ceiling, waiting for it end.

He snapped out of the memory as Tom shook him. "Spencer!"

Reid didn't register the tears coming down his cheeks. Tom grabbed a tissue and wiped them away. "Spencer, I won't let anything happen to you. You know you are safe here."

"Don't leave me alone, Tom. I don't want to get left alone again."

"I'm not going anywhere," Tom smiled. "Jake and the other two are coming here soon. Miss Garcia can't wait to see you. She's been worried sick ever since I told her you'd been taken."

"You can't let Morgan come here, not after what I did to him."

"Spencer, I consider you a brother. Have since the day you joined us. Look, I know you don't get along with your old team but you need to try to fix things. They are angry too but they want to try to fix things. They know that things may never be the same but they just want to talk to you again. They are so worried about you. They were like my family when I was young and my big brother disappeared. There had been bad things between us all but when he disappeared that didn't exist anymore. All that mattered was finding him and seeing him again."

"I've broken too much," Reid said as he laid against the pillows. "I've changed but they have stayed the same old team. How do you repair a crack that large?"

"With a lot of talk and a lot of plaster," Tom smirked.

Hotch stared at the coffin in Dante's car. Rossi stood next to him. "Hotch, what are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about turning one of Reid's worst nightmares into William Johnson's last nightmare."

"You want to bury him alive?"

"After teaching him what it feels like to cause us pain," Hotch said darkly.

"This is a dark path we are going down, Aaron."

"You want to let him get away with this, Dave?" Hotch said angrily. "I'm not letting him walk away."

"I didn't say that. I said we were going down a dark path. We'll need a light to get ourselves out of it."

Hotch faced the warehouse and then turned back to Rossi. "That light, is Spencer."

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