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Hotch couldn't help but smile when Garcia handed him a cup of coffee she had just poured into his cup from a Thermos. "Thank you, Garcia."

Emily handed him a sandwich. "Don't forget to eat too. You need your energy."

"You also need sleep," Garcia said. "You look exhausted, Hotch."

Glancing briefly at Reid's sleeping form, he sighed and opened his sandwich. "I can't sleep properly. I wake up from nightmares about hearing Reid screaming down the phone. I can't relax or stop till I find Casey's other protégée. He's a danger to us all and especially to Reid. I'm not about to let that bastard hurt him. He's been through enough and he needs his peace and his rest."

"He's going to get through this," Emily comforted. "I've seen him overcome challenges and obstacles in his life and come out stronger on the other side. I've missed being around him too. You don't realise what you don't have till it's gone."

"What do you mean?" Garcia asked.

"Everyone on the team is my family but with Reid, I had a closer connection to him. He could tell when something was wrong when Doyle began. No matter how much I tried to hide it, he saw through my lies. When he would come to my apartment for a movie night, Sergio would always cuddle on his lap and Reid would always bring him treats. We shared a love of puzzles, foreign movies and so much more. I just miss having him around sometimes. In London, I look at my couch and wish that he was sitting there."

"You could come home to us," Garcia smiled gently. "We all miss you."

Emily bit her lip. "I've been thinking about it. I like working at Interpol but I don't love it. I thought I would enjoy my job more but it isn't the same. When I was here, I loved having the comfort from you all and the support. I always felt safe and I don't have that in England with Interpol."

"Emily, you always have a place with us," Hotch said.

"I know."

Garcia gasped as a hand suddenly cradled her cheek. Reid held her cheek in his hand and stroked his thumb over her skin. She touched the back of his hand.

"I can see you a little," Reid sighed happily. "My blond angel."

A small sob came through Garcia's lips before she regained her composure. "I'll always be your blond angel. I even know where to get some wings."

Emily let out a chuckle with Hotch as they both stepped next to the bed. Reid turned to see Emily in a blurry form. "You came so far."

"I'll always come when you need me," Emily said before planting a kiss on his forehead. "How are you feeling?"

"Better that I have you all with me. I don't want to be alone."

Hotch stepped forward. "You'll never be alone. I made you a promise and I'm not breaking it."

"I don't know what I did to deserve such a wonderful family," Reid said quietly. "I never stopped thinking about you all when...when he was hurting me. He was asleep in the motel and I was in the bathtub. There was so much pain but you all kept it from taking over. I'm sorry you had to see what he did to me."

"Don't be sorry. It wasn't your fault," Garcia said gently. "I'm going to pamper you silly. Angels always pamper their charges."

Reid stayed silent as his eyes closed and his head rested back into the pillow. Garcia brought the blanket back over him and kissed him on the forehead. "Bless his heart, he needs his rest."

Hotch touched Garcia's shoulder. "I have to go and help the team find Carey's other student. I know I'm leaving Reid in the best and most capable hands. Make sure you get some rest too."

Bringing her hand up, she gave Hotch's hand a loving squeeze. "You take care of yourself and make sure the others know to stay safe. Just catch this bastard so Reid will stay safe."

He held the phone tightly as he waited for his father to answer the call. All he wanted was guidance and to hear the sound of the man whom he would do anything for. A small click came to the phone. "Malachi, is that you?"

"Father, I need your guidance. I know I can get you out. Just tell me how."

Malachi flinched at the low growling tone that came down the phone. "You stupid, stupid boy! You killed your brother when you could have helped him get me out of this place."

"He wanted to be the best but he wasn't. I'm the one that has carried on your work in secret all these years. He barely did anything. He failed you and had to be punished."

"You're the one who needs punishment, Malachi. Now, are you going to teach yourself a lesson after this call?"

Malachi's hand shook but he licked his lips and nodded. "I'll punish myself, father. I won't disobey you. Tell me, how can I get you out of prison?"

"It's too late for that now. Your jealousy has made that impossible. I've taught you everything I know to continue my mark on the world. I want the world to know my creations and my skill through you. I have a special task for you and if you do it, I'll be proud of you again."

Malachi gripped the phone with excitement. "I'll do anything, father. Just tell me what to do and I'll make you so proud. I just want to be a good boy."

"The FBI are in town and I want you to do something special for me. Leave the agent that your brother captured. I want you to follow the others and find the one that means the most to them. Then, I want you to create my masterpiece, my son. Use the tools passed to you and make me proud for once."

"Yes, father. Anything for you."

Blake and JJ sifted through the new files that Kevin had sent over to them. Nine new cases had been found and they had all happened in different states. All nine remained unsolved but the connection was clear. One a year for over nine years and Casey's protégée had been busy. This wasn't Declan's work. The murders were sloppy at first but the precision of each kill had grown with each murder. Hotch walked through the door and they looked up.

"What have you found?"

"Nine more victims, Hotch," Blake answered.

JJ spoke next. "Hotch, these people were tortured over twelve hours and it's clear that Carey's protégée killed these people. He's created serial killers."

Emily placed some flowers by the bed and couldn't resist the urge to smell them. The wonderful smell filled her senses and brought a memory to the front of her mind.

Laying on her couch, she turned the page of her book but didn't even get past the first sentence before a knock came at her door. She rose up to her feet and walked to the door. As she opened it, she wasn't surprised to see Reid standing there. The hostage situation at Cyrus's compound had only been two days ago.

"Hello, Reid."

Reid brought out a large bouquet of flowers from behind his back and handed them over. She smelled them and loved the scents of the outdoors. "What are these for?"

"I know what you said on the plane but I just needed to say that I'm sorry again. I should have stepped forward and taken the beating. I'm so sorry."

She walked over to him and hugged him close with her free arm. "It's okay. This wasn't your fault and you know that. I love the flowers."

Her mind ripped itself away from the memory as an ear-piercing scream filled the room. Garcia and Emily rushed to the bed where Reid screamed again and cried uncontrollably. "No! Please don't!"

"Reid, wake up," Garcia shouted. "Spencer Reid, you wake up this instant."

His eyes opened as much as they could and tears spilled down his cheeks. "My legs. I tried to beg but the tape wouldn't let me. He broke my legs."

Garcia leaned down and hugged carefully. She kissed his cheek and whispered in his ear. "Don't think about that. You're safe. Both your angels are here to look after you. You are loved and you're back with your family. Shhh."

Emily sat on the edge of the bed and also leaned down. "We're here. Your family is here. We're never going to leave you."

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