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Hour 0

"Please, stay with me," Reid urgently whispered.

As his hands quickly worked to wrap the makeshift tourniquet around the victim's leg, he calculated the time it would take for them to reach medical assistance. Currently, they were in a corn maze beside a quaint farmhouse. The maze bore no tell-tale hints as to their location inside of it. Wet winding stalks of corn surrounded them from every direction save for the dirt path Reid just took. What took him about five minutes on foot would take almost quadruple the time dragging around an injured victim. Moving the victim would also increase the risk of bleeding out.

Before he was able to reach a logical conclusion, Morgan and the unsub tumbled out of the cornstalks on his left. Morgan tackled the unsub before he dashed out more smoke bombs. The unsub writhed around in futile effort then shifted his eyes to Reid.

For some unknown reason Reid's gaze remained captured in the unsub's. The unsub mouthed something that was audibly lost in amidst the shouting of Miranda rights, but Reid absorbed every word.

Then it felt as if someone turned his brain into a rapid old film projector.

Memories of his Dilaudid addiction, the deaths of Tobias Hankel and Maeve Donovan, his neglecting father, and mentally ill mother filled his consciousness. The memories flooded his mind faster and faster until they merged together like a bundle of tangled film.

Somehow Reid found himself on his back, staring at the starless sky. He registered nothing of his current environment. Not his blood coated hands, the colleagues calling out to him, or the approaching ambulance sirens.

The film tore and so did his consciousness.


Hour 730

"Netflix and chill? ;)" was the message that brought the beauty to his home. The light from the television in the dark room illuminated their bundling figures. Neither paid attention to the cinematic attraction on the screen and instead focused on their own lustful attraction.

Just as he titled the girl's chin up with his purposeful fingers, his cell rung. He mentally cursed and swiped to answer the call.

"Reid here."


It's been so long since I've written fanfic. The beginning of season 10 inspired me so I'll see where this goes :)