Hey everyone, here is the next chapter for you all. I hope you enjoy this chapter. This isn't such a happy chapter but I managed to reign in my evil side with this chapter. Unfortunately, she made up for it with tonight's update on my other fanfic. She is the little devil that keeps the evil alive. She tied up my angel side, they don't get on. Enjoy!

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Luna woke up to the sounds of Spencer calling out in his sleep. She rolled over and saw him grimacing in pain while still asleep. "No! No! Not again. Let go! No!"

She touched his shoulder and gasped as she suddenly found herself pinned beneath him, his hands pinning her wrists. "You won't hurt me this time!" he screamed in his sleep. Luna brought up her knee and hit him in the side. He fell off the bed, releasing her wrists. She watched as he woke up from his deep sleep and rubbed his side. He looked up to see her looking at him with wide eyes.

"What happened?" he said sleepily. Luna rubbed her wrists, she knew they were going to bruise.

"You were having a nightmare and calling out in your sleep. I tried to wake you up but you pinned me to the bed. I hit my knee into your side to get you off," she explained quickly. "Baby, are you okay?"

Reid stood up and looked down at his hands. "I attacked you."

"No," she said as she got up and tried to touch him. He stepped away. "Spencer, no. You were having a nightmare, it wasn't your fault."

"I could have hurt you. There are cases where people suffering nightmares have strangled their partners and even assaulted them while they slept. I'm sorry," he said shaking his head. He walked out of the bedroom and she quickly followed him out and down the stairs. She grabbed his hand.

"Don't do this!" she yelled at him. "You went through a traumatic experience and you are bound to have side effects. You can get over the few problems you are having."

"Few?" he questioned. "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing," she said trying to divert his attention.

"I was a profiler once, I can see you are hiding something," he argued back.

"When we are together, you are a bit rough," she admitted. "You need control when we are intimate and I give you that control. You just overpower me sometimes."

"Am I hurting you when we have sex?"

"No," Luna said. "You're amazing in bed. You just go a little rough sometimes and that is fully expected after what you went through. You lost control when you got raped and you got hurt in the most personal way ever. You need control and I would tell you if you were hurting me."

"I need to go," Reid said suddenly, he slipped on some converses and grabbed a jacket before grabbing his keys to his dodge charger. Luna grabbed his jacket.

"Spencer, you don't need to run from this. It's okay. I'm fine," she said as she tried to soothe him. He gently took her wrist and showed it to her. It looked a little swollen and sore.

"This is not fine. I just need to clear my head," he said.

"Don't drink," she called to him. "Just don't drink. Go to one of your team, please. I remember when I first met you and how much you would drink when you got depressed."

Luna flinched as the door slammed shut.

Reid drove to the one person that could remotely understand what he had gone through. He knew it was late but he couldn't go to a bar. He knew what would happen if he drank. That was a dark path to go down again and he wouldn't risk losing Luna and Penny because he couldn't handle things. He parked the car and walked up to the house. He rang the door bell and waited. He saw the light inside switch on and the door opened.

"Reid," Morgan yawned. "Are you okay?"

"Can I talk to you? It's really important."

"Sure," Morgan nodded as he let Reid into the house. Reid followed Morgan to the kitchen and watched him grab some coffee. He took his cup and sat on a stool at the kitchen island. Morgan sat across from him.

"What's up," Morgan asked.

"I had a nightmare and I hurt Luna," Reid admitted quickly.

"Are you serious? What did you do?"

"I woke up on the floor. It turned out I had pinned her down by her wrists and she had to kick me off. Her wrists are sore and they will bruise. I could have hurt her even more than that. I've studied sleep disorders. People have killed their partners because their nightmares are so serious. Husbands have even raped their wives. What if I had hurt her seriously? I love her and I can't face what I did today. She told me it didn't matter but it does. She also said that I have other problems."

"What other problems?"

Reid was reluctant to say but knew that Morgan needed to know everything if he was to help him.

"She said that I was rough sometimes when we are intimate together. She said I wasn't hurting her and that she is ready to give me control. I didn't even realise that I was taking too much control."

"Reid, it's understandable that you need control in bedroom department. Honestly, I had the same problem when I was younger. When I started and got used to having sex, I needed the control. After Buford, I needed control because I never had any when he hurt me. You had no control when you got raped by Jason or in that building. Luna would tell you if you were hurting her and if she is fine giving you control, you'll be okay. Just work on giving her time where she can take control. As long as she takes it slow, in time you should feel comfortable again. The nightmares might be more difficult to manage. You can't control what you do when you have one."

"I just don't want to lose everything because I couldn't control what I did in my sleep."

"How often have you had nightmares since moving with Luna and little Penny?"

"A few but I've never done that."

"Could something have triggered the nightmares getting worse?"

"I'm not sure," Reid sighed.

"You want to crash here tonight?" Morgan offered.

"No," Reid said. "I just needed to talk. Luna is probably waiting for me to come home."

"Just trust that she is okay and that she will look after you no matter what," Morgan smiled. "Don't let ghosts of the past run you out of your own life."

Luna waited, sat on the couch and waited for Spencer to come home. It was five in the morning and he had left three hours ago. Her wrists had started to bruise but she didn't care. She knew that Spencer would never hurt her intentionally. He had a nightmare and some of it leaked into reality. She looked up as she heard the car pull into the drive. The door opened and he walked back into the house. He stood at the entrance to the living room. She got up and walked over to him. He took her wrist and examined the bruising. He kissed it and felt his eyes water. "Luna, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

Luna wrapped her arms around him and hugged him. "It's okay. I'm okay. I know you would never hurt me. We'll get through this."

"What if it happens again?" he said fearfully. "I could hurt you again and it might be worse than this time."

"We'll see someone and see what we can do. We will get through this baby."

"I hope we can," he said hugging her again.

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