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The Second X File Hatochiisai aka Ahmose Inarus Disclaimer: No own. Piss off. SLASH WARNING!!! Hotch/Reid, UnSub/Reid (Non-con)
Chapter 6
Two days after Rebecca’s body was discovered, Reid and Hotch walked into the field office, side by side. They had come straight from the hospital. Reid refused to be taken off of the case. He was walking with a bit of a limp, but his resolve seemed to have hardened. “Dr. Reid…” Scully said, standing as he walked in. “Are you sure you’re—“ “This wasn’t first time I was raped, and I know perfectly well that it may not be the last. Right now, I want to make sure that this bastard never hurts another innocent person again.” Reid growled. Mulder and Scully stared at him in shock. “Wait… WHAT?!” Mulder blurted. But Reid didn’t answer. He shoved one of the corkboards aside and walked back to the wall where a large map was. Then he grabbed a handful of markers and thumbtacks and dove into attempting to make a geographical profile. Hotch just sighed, watching his lover work. He knew that Reid was only doing this because he needed to feel that he was doing something, and this particular thing was something that Reid felt comfortable doing. So Hotch allowed it, though they all knew that it probably wouldn’t help… not with this UnSub… But no one bothered trying to point this out… they all understood Reid’s need to throw himself into this task, and so they let him…
“Hey…” Everyone turned when Garcia looked up. “… It’s five thirty.” She exclaimed. Everyone looked at the clock. Sure enough. It was five thirty. Reid was still working his geographic profile, and the map was COVERED in scribbles. Morgan had re-arranged the evidence board seven times, and Prentiss had tried in vain to find SOMETHING the victims had in common… Rossi had been going back and forth flipping through the files and a Bible, while Scully had gone over the autopsy report on Rebecca Wood over and over again. Mulder had buried himself in a mountain of books on religion and demons and demonology that he had picked up from the local library. Hotch had migrated about between each and ever person, checking on their “progress” as if he was hoping that by keeping tabs on everyone, he could make a connection between everything they were investigating. Every now and then he would have Garcia check something, which she happily did… She just wasn’t into her Tetris game today… “What’s your point?” Hotch asked. “My point is.” Garcia said, standing. “WE need a break! We need to get some food and get our minds off of this case before we burn ourselves out.” Everyone stared at her for a moment, before Morgan sighed and ran a hand over his head. “She’s right. We need to refuel, recharge and reset.” He said. “Agreed.” Hotch said. “Let’s get some dinner and get some rest.” “Let’s get some seafood!” JJ groaned. “Already on it, kitten.” Garcia said, typing away. “Yes, I’d like to make a reservation for nine… Mm-hmm… two hours okay? Thank you, that would be great!” And she tossed her headset down. “Okay. We’re going to a little place on the beach called The Sandbar. We can eat and finish just in time to take a walk down the beach and watch the sunset. So wear clothes you don’t mind getting some sand on, and shoes you can easily take off.” Everyone stared at her. “In other words… go CASUAL, not FBI.” And she glared specifically at Hotch. “so ladies… we need to go shopping!”
When they all met up for dinner, Garcia was glaring. “What part of ‘casual, not FBI’ includes GUNS?!?” She cried, staring at the group before her with an exasperated look on her face. They all glanced around, and sure enough, all but JJ were wearing their side arms. Morgan just grinned. He was in a t shirt and cargo pants that allowed the legs to unzip and come off just below the knees to become a pair of shorts. And that’s how he was wearing them. On his feet were a pair of cheap Wal*Mart quality sandals. Mulder was in jeans and a plain pale blue button up shirt, as was Rossi, though he had his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Both men were wearing sneakers, as was Hotch. He was also wearing jeans and a button up shirt, though his was white and he was wearing a God Damned TIE!!!
Garcia snorted and said, “Honey, loose it!” And she grabbed his tie and whipped it off, then turned and grinned at Scully. The woman blinked. She was in a white blouse with a casual black skirt and flip flops. Garcia put the tie on her, despite Scully’s confused protests. Prentiss just laughed. She was in a red cami with black Capri pants and flip flops, and JJ was wearing a pink cami with a yellow skirt that came to just above her knees. Garcia was now cooing over Reid, who just grinned as she kissed his cheek and congratulated him on listening to her fashion advice; he was in khaki pants with a white button up shirt that he was NOT allowed to tuck in, and the top couple buttons undone, revealing the plain gold chain that his ring used to hang from back when he and Hotch were keeping their relationship a secret. “Lookin’ good, Ladies.” Morgan announced, and offered his arms. Laughing, Garcia took the left while JJ and Emily eyed his right. “Match you for it.” Emily said to JJ. The pair stared at each other then held out the fists, beat out a count of “One, two, three!” And on three JJ flattened her hand while Prentiss fisted hers. “Damn!” Emily cried, then accepted Morgan’s arm while JJ, Reid and Rossi laughed. “Oh! That hurt, princess!” Morgan cried in mock hurt, and Hotch finally grinned, shaking his head. Reid smiled up at the man, and Hotch smiled back. They could all feel the mood lightening, and Garcia was right… mid case or not, they needed this little interlude. “Agent Scully?” Rossi asked, offering his arm. Scully blinked in amused surprise, then smiled and accepted his arm. “Why thank you, SSA Rossi.” She said, and off they went after the others. “Well, far be it from me to leave the lady without an escort.” Mulder said, chuckling and grinning at JJ. She grinned and they linked elbows and went after the others. Reid chuckled to himself, and he and Hotch followed, the elder with his hand on Reid’s lower back. They piled into the two SUV’s. Hotch drove one with Reid riding shotgun with Morgan, Prentiss and Garcia in the back, and Rossi drove the other, with Scully riding shotgun with Mulder and JJ in the back. They enjoyed pleasant conversation on the way to the little restaurant, and when they got there the hostess took one look at the guns on their belts, let out a little ‘eep!’ and sat them at a table right by the window so they could enjoy the view of the beach only yards away. The group all settled into comfortable chatter and easy laughter as they swapped stories over the beginning soups and salads, and the chatter died down a bit when they received their entrees, but picked up again when they decided to indulge in coffee and dessert. “—so I reached the top floor, and when I passed the elevator Morgan all but FELL out and Reid looked like he was ready to pass out.” Hotch was chuckling as he sipped his coffee. Reid was pinching the bridge of his nose. “Every time Morgan tried to do something to HELP the situation the elevator would give this God awful LURCH…” He groaned. “Well, it’s not like YOU were doing anything kid!!!” “I was holding still so as not to strain anything on the elevator equipment that might have resulted in us falling to our deaths!!!” Reid cried, waving a hand. “YOU were jumping up and down!!!” Morgan snorted. “No, you just whimpered for Hotch like a scared puppy!” Reid glared at Morgan, but Hotch turned and grinned at Reid. “Awww… really?” He asked, chuckling. The others joined him as Reid flushed a very pretty shade of pink and looked out the window, suddenly finding the sand pipers running up and down the beach to be very fascinating. “Spencer?” “D-Did you know that Long Boat Key is actually a barrier island that’s half in—“ “Reid…” Hotch sighed. “—Sarasota County and half in Manatee County and really just has one main road the runs the length of the island, Gulf of Mexico Drive, and sits between the Gulf of—“ “Spence!!!” JJ laughed. “—Mexico and Sarasota Bay and is a—“ “REID!” Nearly the entire table chorused and Reid stopped, eyes wide. He flushed and quickly looked out the window again, making them laugh. “Ooooh… the sun is about to set!!!” Garcia suddenly squealed. “Let’s walk on the beach!” The men raised their eyebrows, but the girls were all for it, so the men relented. Ten minutes later, shoes had been removed and were being carried by their owners as the group of nine walked down the beach watching the sunset. Garcia and Morgan led the way, arms linked. Rossi followed, arms linked with Emily and JJ, who were more holding him prisoner than anything… he had tried to wait for them “by the cars”, which the ladies had easily translated into “You go ahead, I’m gonna get a drink”. Mulder and Scully followed, both thoroughly amused with the team of profilers they were working with. Lastly came Hotch and Reid, arms wound around the other’s waist. “You know…” Reid said, softly. Hotch looked down at him. “… I’ve never been to the beach before.” “… You’re kidding!” Hotch exclaimed, then looked down into Reid’s innocent, sad eyes. He sighed and winced. “… You’re not.” Reid shook his head. “When would I have ever been able to go to the beach?” Reid pointed out. “… I’m sorry.” “For what?” “… For all the things you missed out on growing up.” Hotch murmured, and Reid just smiled slightly. “I love you, Aaron.” He said, tilting his head to rest his cheek on Hotch’s shoulder. The man smiled, turning and kissing the top of Reid’s head, his hair shining red in the light of the sunset. “Ohhhh…” They both looked up when they heard Garcia gasp. “God, those colors are GORGEOUS!!!” “They’re actually made by all of the…” Reid began, but trailed off at several groans and dirty looks. “Uh… by the uh… beauty of the… world around us?” He offered, sheepishly. Most of the team gave him looks of amused irritation, but Hotch just chuckled and put an arm around Reid’s shoulders. The group stood there, watching the sun set into the ocean. “You know…” Garcia hissed loudly, leaning towards Hotch who was standing beside her. “Now would be a good time to propose!” “… WHAT?!” Hotch, Reid and Morgan all blurted, and everyone stared at Hotch while Hotch just stared at Garcia. “Whoa whoa whoa…” Morgan said, holding up his hands. “Hotch! You’re proposing to Reid?!” “You’re… WHAT?!” Reid squeaked, as red as the setting sun. “… Penelope… Where in God’s name did you get that idea?!” Hotch demanded to know. “… Just a suggestion.” The woman said with a smile, and shrugged. Reid blinked several times, then scowled. “Garcia… that was NOT funny.” The young man snorted. “No. It wasn’t.” Hotch agreed, wrapping an arm around Reid again. The others were chuckling. “Oh, I dunno. I think the look on your face was pretty funny, Hotch.” Morgan said, and Hotch gave him a withering glare that made Garcia laugh in diabolical amusement. Rossi just shook his head, grinning. “Aaron, I’d be more worried about her giving Reid ideas.” He said, and Hotch immediately turned and eyed Reid, warily. “I am NOT getting ideas.” Reid grumbled, crossing his arms and glowering at the waves chasing sand pipers up and down the beach. “SHHH!!! It’s setting!” JJ exclaimed from next to Reid, and the group managed to quiet down and focus on the scene before them. Reid sighed in contentment as Hotch drew him close, and JJ took Reid’s hand. Reid smiled and pulled his hand away, then wrapped his arm around her shoulders. JJ smiled back and curled her arm around Reid’s waist. Hotch smiled down at the both of them. Morgan draped one arm around Garcia, and the other around Prentiss, who smiled at the gesture. Rossi, Mulder and Scully stood a bit off to the side. The group watched as the sun began to sink into the sea, each and every one of them focusing on forever etching this scene into their memory. Hotch turned and pressed a kiss to Reid’s forehead, and the youngest profiler smiled in response, eyes glowing as he felt the sand under his toes and took in the sight and sound of the ocean sun set; the first he had ever seen. He didn’t even notice Garcia poking Morgan and pointing at him. But the pair watched him and grinned at the eager look on Reid’s face. “If I ever have a kid…” Garcia murmured. “I want him to be JUST like him!” Morgan grinned. “Geeky?” “Smart and sweet and innocent and completely in love with the world.” Garcia clarified. “The little things are what makes life sweet to him. Look at him! He’s happy as can be, just watching the world he lives in, and savoring his presence in it.” Morgan chuckled. “I want to have a little genius just like him.” She winked at Morgan. “Maybe with your looks?” “You ain’t getting a baby genius with ME as your Sperm Donor, Penelope.” Morgan chuckled, and Garcia grinned. “New genetic experiment… a combination of you and Reid.” “Oh God…” Morgan groaned, rolling his eyes with a smile. As the sun sunk below the sea, the group let out a collective sigh. “Okay Hotch.” Garcia said. “Let’s see a kiss on the beach worthy of the movies!” “… Excuse me?” Hotch asked, raising an eyebrow and looking down at her. “Humor us, Hotch.” Emily said with a grin. Hotch blinked. “Help him out a little Spence.” JJ encouraged. “What?!” Reid blurted, flushing. A moment later, Garcia grabbed Hotch and JJ grabbed Reid, and they pushed the two men together, Reid stumbling into Hotch’s arms with a squeak. “Oh man…” Morgan chuckled. “Ummmm…” Scully said slowly, and Rossi chuckled. “Just smile and nod.” The veteran profiler advised the X Files Agents. Mulder snickered to himself. Further down the beach, JJ and Garcia had bullied Hotch into holding Reid, who was hiding his face in the elder’s shoulder as he tried valiantly not to laugh. But finally, Hotch laid a hand on Reid’s face and lifted it up, smiling down at the younger agent. Reid blinked up at him, then flushed bright red. “Oh dear God… you… you…” “I know better than to go against Garcia when she’s in this mood…” Hotch chuckled, and pulled Reid tight against his own body, pressing his lips to Reid’s. Garcia let out an excited squeak as Reid’s eyes fluttered, then closed. Rossi, Morgan and Mulder all raised their eyebrows as Reid curled his arms around Hotch’s neck and returned the kiss with a passion that the group wasn’t used to seeing in their gentle companion. Suddenly, there was a bright flash. Hotch and Reid immediately broke apart and stared at Garcia, checking the image on her digital camera. “… This is SO going to be the wallpaper on my personal laptop!” She announced, as JJ and Emily inspected it, grinning. “Oh, no…” Reid groaned, and Hotch chuckled. “Ignore her…” Hotch said, laying fingertips on Reid’s cheek and turning his head back, capturing his lips again. “Awwww… they’re so SWEET!!!” Garcia squealed. Reid moaned softly into Hotch’s mouth, but then a jolt of sexual pleasure flared up in his core and spread throughout his entire body. “AHH!” He cried out, jerking in Hotch’s arms and throwing his head back. “… Spencer?” Hotch asked, blinking. Reid stared at him eyes wide. Another wave swept through him. “Oh…” He gasped, knees buckling and eyes fluttering. Hotch caught him before he fell. The others were moving in closer as he lowered Reid to the ground. Reid groaned, squirming as his body literally pulsed with sexual energy beyond his control. It pounded through him with every beat of his heart. Then, instinct made him turn his head and look up. And his eyes widened in pure, undiluted terror, the intensity of it overwhelming even the lust running through his blood. “No…” He gasped, shoving Hotch away and leaping to his feet. “No! NO!!!” And he turned and broke into a run. “He’s coming for Reid!” Emily suddenly cried, pulling her sidearm and raising it. The team turned and followed her gaze. Asmodai was diving towards them, his eyes fixed on the youngest agent running as fast as he could, desperate to escape. “REID!!!” Hotch shouted and he, Morgan and Mulder all turned and sprinted after the young man. They caught up quickly, and gunfire went off behind them. Rossi’s bullet ripped through the demon’s stomach, Emily’s through the arm of one of his wings, and Scully’s hit his thigh. JJ stuck close to Garcia, determined to protect the other blonde woman. Asmodai let out an enraged shriek and his flight path wavered as he lost control for a moment. Morgan turned and looked back. “GET DOWN!!!” He shouted. Mulder lurched forwards and tackled Reid, bringing him to the ground. Morgan whirled and raised his gun, pulling the trigger. The bullet struck the demon in the chest right before the arm of his wings slammed into Morgan and Hotch sending them both crashing to the ground. The FBI Agents all watched with wide eyes as the demon crashed down onto the beach, sending a massive plume of sand flying up. A moment later, the diabolical entity rose to his feet. Flames licked over his wounds and they were healed… “… Oh man…” Morgan murmured. The demon’s eyes were no longer yellow; they were a blazing red. He turned and stalked towards them, teeth and talons bared, tail lashing. The agents all raised their guns. “Stop right there!” Morgan commanded. “Don’t come any closer!” “He’s not going to listen, Morgan!” Rossi called. The demon suddenly dropped to all fours and charged. He flared his wings out. Morgan yelped and ducked, and Mulder flattened himself and Reid to the sand again. The others all were cut down by the wings and landed hard on their backs. Then the demon turned, wrapping his tail around Mulder’s waist and whipping it to the side. “YAAAAA!!!” Mulder howled as he flew through the air and landed hard on the beach several yards away. Reid let out a frightened whimper, crab scuttling backwards across the beach, eyes wide as the demon closed the distance between them in two leaps. Reid froze then, lying on his back on the sand, staring up at the beast that loomed over him on all fours. “GET AWAY!!!” Morgan roared, flying through the air and landing on Asmodai’s back, wrapping his arms around the demon’s thick neck and his legs around his waist. “RRRNG!!!” Asmodai growled in aggravated annoyance. He stood and stumbling back, trying to pry Morgan off. As he did, JJ and Garcia both scrambled over to Reid. Garcia hugged him close and JJ bravely stood between her surrogate little brother and the demon from Hell, ready to defend him with her very life. But the woman was not alone. “… GET HIM!!!” Rossi howled, and he and Hotch lunged. Hotch tackled the demon around the waist, and Rossi actually managed to capture one wrist, then another, and cuff them behind the demon’s back. “HAH!!! I LOVE MY JOB!!!” Prentiss crowed, and as the tail came hurtling towards her, she grabbed hold. “WHOA!!! WHOA!!!” She yelped as the tail kept moving, despite the agent clinging to it. “EMILY, HOLD ON!!!” Scully cried, and as Prentiss sailed past, she joined her, pouncing on the tail. And finally, between the two women, they managed to ground it. “AGENT JAREAU!!!” Mulder shouted, charging down the hill. “THE WINGS!!! GET THE WINGS!!!” JJ blinked, then leapt forwards, and when Mulder jumped the right wing, she jumped the left. And with seven people hanging off of him, the demon finally fell to his knees. “Give him a left, Rossi! A LEFT!!!” Garcia howled, punching at the air. Reid sat frozen, watching in amazement as his colleagues defended him tooth and nail. But Asmodai had had enough. With a roar of fury, he stumbled to his feet and spun, snapping the chain on the handcuffs. Reid and Garcia watched his he flared his wings and whipped his tail out. Mulder, JJ, Scully and Prentiss flew through the air, Scully flying into the sea. As he spun, his tail caught Rossi across the chest and sent him sprawling. Then the demon seized Hotch and Morgan by the backs of their necks and threw them to the ground before him, then wrapped his hands around their throats and lifted them clear off of the ground so that their feet were dangling a good foot above the sand. “No!” Reid cried, watching the two men thrash, clawing at the hands tightening around their throats. Then Asmodai snarled and hurled them aside. His eyes were now focused on Reid. Slowly, he smirked and his eyes flashed. “AHHN!” Reid cried out, his elbows giving out and he slumped onto the sand, throwing his head back with a groan as his body pulsed in pleasure. Garcia whimpered, staring down at him as his face flushed and his eyes rolled back. “Oh God…” She whimpered, then stumbled to her feet and moved between the advancing demon and her writhing Junior G-Man. “GARCIA!!!” Morgan howled in horror, stumbling to his feet and charging towards them, heart in his throat. Garcia stared up at the demon towering over her, trembling in her fear. But then she set her jaw and the Agents all stared in shock as she brought her handbag crashing across the demon’s jaw. Asmodai grunted and stumbled to the side. Even HIS face was one of shock and surprise, and even a bit of confusion. He turned and stared down at the bold woman, blinking as she raised the bag again. Still stunned by what she had done, he didn’t have time to react as she brought her bag back down on his head again. “YOU!!! STAY AWAY!!! FROM MY BABY!!!” Garcia was screaming, beating the demon back with her purse. But finally, Asmodai growled and caught her wrist, ripping the bag out of her fingers. He snarled at her, and she snarled back. The teams’ Mother Hen had become a Mama Bear, and she was NOT going to back down. “Heee-YA!!” Garcia yelped, and kicked the demon as hard as she could between the legs. Reid sat straight up, eyes wide and mouth hanging open in shock. As did all the others. “UNNF!!!” Asmodai grunted, eyes popping. He stumbled to the side, releasing her. Garcia stepped back towards Reid, watching the demon cradling his damaged equipment. “… G-Garcia?” Reid gasped. But a moment later Asmodai steadied and turned. His eyes were blazing red again, and both Reid and Garcia froze. Garcia slowly dropped to her knees beside Reid, who was shaking again. “N-No…” Garcia cried. She wrapped her arms around Reid and hugged his head to her chest as the demon approached. “Please… don’t… leave him alone…” Great hands reached out, seizing then both by the back of the neck and dragged them apart. Garcia cried loudly, reaching for Reid, who whimpered as his skin burned where the demon’s touched him, and the heat trickled through him. The Agents were all stumbling towards the demon as he trailed his fingers down Reid’s face, then lowered his head and kissed him. As he did, Reid’s eyes swam out of focus and he went limp. Asmodai smiled and straightened, the agent hanging from his grasp. Then he opened his wings and leapt into the air. “No! REID!!!” Hotch shouted, his heart pounding. “NO!!!” “Oh, I don’t THINK so!” Morgan gasped, watching as Reid’s dangling foot struck Prentiss in the head. When the demon swooped overhead, Morgan leapt up and wrapped his arms around Reid’s knees. “Ah!” Reid yelped, startled out of the trance he had been put into, and he fell from Asmodai’s hand. The demon grunted, surprised, but the talons of his feet closed around his shoulders, and then they were flying over the water. “REID!!!” JJ cried. “MORGAN!!! “M-Morgan!” Reid gasped, staring down at Morgan, clinging to his legs. “ACK!!! My pants!” “Damn your skinny hips, kid!” Morgan groaned as Reid’s pants slipped a little. Morgan flailed his legs and began to climb. “MY PANTS!!!” Reid shrieked, as with one final jerk, they fell down around his ankles. “M-Morgan…? M-My… um…” “SHUT!!! UP!!!” Morgan groaned, his face all but in Reid’s boxer-clad crotch. Reid whined and his face turned red. Morgan glanced down. It was a long way down, but they weren’t at a dangerous height yet. He wrapped his legs around Reid’s ankles and his hands around his waist, and he managed to drag himself up further, wrapping an arm around Reid’s neck. “You’re hurting me!” Reid whimpered. “You’ll live.” Morgan grunted, and pulled a knife. “What are you doing?!” Reid gasped. “Hope you can swim.” Morgan announced with a grin, then reached up and drew his knife across the back of Asmodai’s ankle. The beast gave out a shriek as the tendons were severed and he lost his grip. Reid yelped as his left shoulder was released, and a moment later, with another shriek, he was dropped. “AHHH!!! MORGAN!!!” “Hold on, kid!” Morgan announced, shoving his knife back into his pocket and trying to calculate how far they were from shore. When they hit the water, they hit hard. Morgan was momentarily stunned, but he came back to himself and kicked his way upwards. “Guh!” He gasped as his head broke the surface. “R-Reid!” “Here!” He turned and reached out. A moment later, he clasped hands with his younger colleague. “You okay kid?” “Y-Yeah…” Reid gasped, and the pair began swimming for shore, nearly a mile away. They didn’t know how long they had been swimming when the whine of a motor reached them. Morgan turned and began waving and shouting, and a moment later, a spot light hit them and a coast guard vessel pulled up. Both men were pulled on board and given towels. Morgan noted in amusement that Reid made sure to pull his pants back up before allowing himself to be plucked from the water. Coast Guard took them directly to the beach where several ambulances were. Hotch and Garcia were both wading into the water as the boat approached. Morgan leapt overboard and splashed over to Garcia, grinning as she flung herself onto him. Reid was a bit more patient, allowing the Coast Guard to help him off of the boat. Within moments, he was enveloped in a tight embrace. “I’m okay…” He mumbled, voice muffled by Hotch’s shirt. And three hours later, he was assuring the man of this fact again. The group was sitting in the waiting room of the hospital, waiting for Mulder to be released. He apparently had a mild concussion. The others were covered in scrapes and bruises… the only one who didn’t sustain any injury was Garcia, but she was being congratulated by the group for the shot to the nuts she gave Asmodai. JJ announced that she owed Garcia dinner when they got home, and Morgan was only to happy to announce that he would think twice before pissing off Garcia. “Excuse me?” Everyone turned as a nurse walked in. “Agent Mulder has been released.” “Finally.” Reid groaned. “I am so ready to get out of here. I HATE hospitals.” “Considering how much time you spend in them, you should be used to them by now.” Hotch snorted. “That’s not my fault!” Reid whined, and the group snickered at him as they all headed out. They gathered Mulder and headed back to their hotel. Reid glanced around him… the group had surrounded him, and he noted that more than one of them had their hands on their guns. He rolled his eyes with a small smile, and cuddled into Hotch’s side. The man blinked down at him, raising an eyebrow at the blush in Reid’s cheeks and wondering what it was all about. The car ride was quiet, but when they got to the hotel, halfway across the lobby, Reid stopped. Hotch turned, frowning. “Reid?” He called. The others stopped and turned, too. Reid’s fists were clenched at his sides and his head was bowed, hair hanging around his face and obscuring his features. “Thank you.” Reid said, staring at the floor. “All of you. If it weren’t for you… right now I’d… I’d be…” They watched as he seemed to shrink in on himself, wrapping his arms around his middle and shuddering violently. “No thanks are needed, kid.” Morgan said, reaching out and placing a hand on Reid’s shoulder. Reid looked up at him. “We’re a team. 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