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Honey
Author: BlueHarlequin
Chapter 3
Disclaimer: Nothing of Criminal Minds belongs to me; this is not for profit. No copyright infringement intended.
Warnings: angst, hurt/comfort, UST, drug use
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Hotch + Reid
Summary: Addiction Series 2 - Reid struggles with his drug use and turns to the one person who has never abandoned him.

When Spencer woke up the chair next to his bed was empty. He could smell coffee brewing and various other things which made his stomach roil in discontent. He got up and walked into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes as he entered the room. He heard a chuckle and looked up to see Hotch grinning at him over a bowl of cereal. “You look like my son when he wakes up.”
“Coffee?”
“Maybe. How does your stomach feel?”
“Like it’s been turned inside out. Hotch, I don’t think handle anything without coffee.”
“Mmm, as long as you eat a bowl of that too.” He pointed to a pot simmering lightly on the stove. An empty bowl was sitting on the counter next to it. Reid bent over the saucepan and his nose wrinkled as the smell wafted up to him.
“Chicken soup? For breakfast?” His stomach grumbled in hunger but he also felt a tinge of nausea. He looked at Hotch pleadingly but the older man just went back to eating his cereal. Reid turned the burner off, spooned the soup into the bowl, set it on the table and then he went over to the machine and proceeded to fix his coffee.
“Well you seem to be doing a lot better than last night.” Hotch watched him as he swished his spoon around in the soup and looked at it with some trepidation.
“Since Dilaudid has such a short action period the withdrawal is usually just as short and rather intense. The symptoms can peak within as little as nine hours and last as long as twenty one hours. Within thirty-six to seventy-two hours it is usually over. During that period the user can experience nausea, cold sweats, vomiting, muscle pain, and insomnia.” He paused for a moment as he sipped a spoonful of the soup.
Hotch had listened to his text book explanation intently but went back to eating as soon as Spencer started eating his meal. The senior agent finished his cereal first; he put his spoon down and watched the young man as he ate. Reid could feel the older man’s eyes assessing him. There was no judgement, just observation and information gathering. Reid was unprepared for when he spoke. “What do I need to do?” Hotch asked again.
Spencer wrapped his arms around his midsection. He laughed nervously, “Hotch, I really don’t know. I’m supposed to be some sort of genius but I can’t seem to get myself out of this situation. Logically I know what should be done, but it was tried already and I just seemed to lapse back. I saw the Bureau therapist as required but I think I just came away with more questions than answers.”
Hotch nodded, he had read Reid’s evaluation and knew that the young man was having flashbacks and nightmares. Morgan had even told him about the talk they had after the case in Westchester and the unit chief had been pleased with his advice to the younger agent. But apparently there was something missing from the equation that Reid needed to overcome his addiction. As he sat next to the bed during the night he had thought long and hard on how to approach this. Gideon had taken Reid to a clinic and he had gone through detox, but as soon as he was unattended he had gone back to using. The older man hadn’t invested the time and the care he should have into helping his protégé. Hotch only briefly pondered the investment this would be in his life, he had no doubts whether or not it was worth it to do this. He looked up at Spencer and noted the younger man had been watching him as he sat there in thought.
“I need to know if we are going to go through with this that you are fully committed to it.” Hotch moved his chair until he was sitting next to him. “Also, this has to be separate. Last night I said to you ‘I’m here as a friend’ and I meant that. I can’t be your boss in this situation. It’s just Aaron and Spencer.”
Reid fully understood the need for the compartmentalisation. They were possibly about to embark on something that could both cost them their jobs if it ever came to light. “I understand. How did you want to do this?”
“Is the amount you told me he gave you in the cabin the amount you are taking now? And how often are you taking it?”
Reid connected the dots before he even answered. “Yes. And it’s sporadically, mostly whenever I have a bad time managing the nightmares or if something triggers a flashback. But if I average it out it extrapolates to once every 2.73 days. Wouldn’t it be better to just to stop completely?”
“That explains the irritability. Yes, it would, but as evidenced that approach did not work. How often were you using before you went to the clinic?”
“About three times a day.” Hotch looked a little stunned. The younger man didn’t blame him, he had often wondered how he had survived taking that much.
“Then the withdrawal you endured must have been far more painful than what I witnessed last night.” He muttered it, but they were sitting so close Reid heard every single word. Hotch wondered if Jason had spent any time with him while he was at the clinic. If he had stood by him at all while he was in pain, probably puking up his guts while strangers watched. “I want you to show me all of your drugs and all of your needles. I want to see what you have but you can keep all of it with you.” He stopped, indicating he wanted him to do it now. Spencer shambled into his bedroom and came back out a few minutes later. He then walked over to his messenger bag and rifled through it. He placed all of the items in front of the older man and waited for the reprimand. Instead, Hotch just asked him, “Is this enough to get us through this to the end if we use your average?”
Reid did a quick calculation, “Yes, but do you really want to take the time for that?”
“We will take as much time as you need. If we need more because you need more time then so be it. As it stands, every three days I will come over and we will do this together. We’ll decrease the dosage each time and then we can deal with whatever comes afterwards. ”
“Why aren’t you going to take them away? And what are you going to tell Haley on those nights you are with me? I can’t let my problem interfere with your life like that. There has to be some other way.” Reid knew that things were strained enough between Hotch and his wife. He didn’t want to be the catalyst if something happened.
“Don’t worry about that. I need you know that I am always here if you need me. I need you to understand that. I also need you to feel in control of this. If you start craving and it’s too much, the drugs are there, but I want you to call me before you consider taking them. Will you agree to all of those conditions?”
Spencer thought about it. This was a big risk but at the same time Aaron was confident that they could do it. He suddenly felt a warm pain blossom in his chest as he realised the man trusted him with this decision. “Yes...” he stuttered. “Yes, I agree. I can do this.”
The dark haired man corrected him, “We can do this.”
Spencer didn’t know what to do with the sentiment he was feeling. Covering his face with his hands, he blurted out, “Aaron, why are you doing all of this for me?”
“Because you are my friend, and I care about you.” The older man pulled his hands away and squeezed them comfortingly as the young agent began to cry in relief.

tbc
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