They came for me today. I screamed, I couldn't help it, I begged them not to take me away. Gideon was there, but when I screamed to him for help, he didn't stop them; he just shushed me as I cried. He let them stick the needles in me. He let me be loaded up and shipped off to this place without one word against them. Now I'm on another bed, in another little room. I guess I've followed in my mother's footsteps at last.

At least they gave me a few hours on my own at the other hospital. They gave me all night, and then came for me early in the morning. A doctor greeted me when I woke up in this new room. He was trying to be my friend. His smile was big and wide and fake. He said he was glad to meet me. I didn't say the same to him. I just told him I wanted to leave. He started going on to himself, I got bored so I remembered some books my mother read me a long time ago and it made me feel better. After a while he shut up. Orderlies came in and held me still as more needles stuck me. Then they took the restraints off. I didn't like that doctor.

Why didn't Gideon warn me he was going to do this earlier? The first time he spoke to me about it was when he brought the men from here in. I want to cry when I think of it, but I can't. I know I'm angry at Gideon, but I can't feel the emotion. The medicine holds it all in. I'm suffocating on the inside. This is hell. Why would anyone think this is better than nothing?

Hotch and Gideon had told the team Reid was going to the psychiatric facility that morning because they and the doctors they felt it was best to get his recovery underway as soon as possible. The team had reacted as they expected. Most of them had been sad, but resigned to the fact it was necessary. They were all angry at themselves for not seeing this sooner, but none more so than Morgan. He had shouted at Hotch that they shouldn't be sending Reid away, that they should be helping him, but it hadn't mattered. The decision was made. They all agreed that it was best if just Gideon told him. If they all went Reid would feel humiliated and overwhelmed.

It didn't matter how much they rationalised it to themselves though, the drive to Garcia's apartment was made in heavy silence.

Garcia opened the door to them and they filed in. Her eyes were red. Hotch had told her over the phone. He now asked them all to pause after they'd greeted Garcia.

"Now, I know we're all emotional right now but we can't afford to be distracted. Reid needs our help. Garcia, what have you found?"

"I looked into Reid's and his Mum's records for the last 8 months in case it took a while for us to notice anything was wrong -" They all looked uncomfortable and Garcia hurried on " - and I didn't find anything that would point towards a stressor. It doesn't look like Reid's been having any personal difficulties that got recorded. If you could give me a better idea for what I'm looking for I might be able to find more."

"Reid said he felt worthless, what common stressors cause this type of thinking?" Hotch pitched the question to the rest of the team.

"Well, drug addicts can start to believe ideas like that, is it possible Reid has been using?" Everyone winced at the suggestion, including Prentiss who was the one who said it.

"No, the doctor's found no evidence of drug use." Gideon waved the suggestion aside.

Morgan sat up and addressed them all. "Reid's mother is schizophrenic, is it possible Reid has inherited the condition and voices are telling him to do this?"

"It could be, I haven't noticed any signs of it though. Has anyone else?" Rossi sounded doubtful.

"Is it possible Reid was assaulted?" JJ sounded hesitant to say it.

"It's possible." Gideon's voice was low, it suggested he'd already considered this possibility.

"Alright, I'll check police and hospital records for men matching Reid's age and description which were filed anonymously or with false details as well as any recorded instances of men who refused treatment in Quantico and the surrounding cities." They all waited a few moments as Garcia tapped away without looking at the keyboard.

"26."

"Include only the ones where the details were recorded by word, Reid wouldn't want his photograph taken."

"9"

"Print out the details, we can go through the reports by hand."

"This guy doesn't sound like he could be Reid, it says he was aggressive towards the nurse and the injuries sound like they were sustained in a bar fight." JJ looked around as they all crammed around Garcia's coffee table. "Anyone got anything that sounds likely?"

"I've got one" Everyone looked to Rossi. "It says in the report this man looked like he was beaten. He brought himself to the hospital but disappeared whilst he was waiting for a doctor. Staff looked for him but never found him."

"It could be. Someone should go to the hospital and show the attending nurse pictures of Reid to see if he's recognised."

"I'll go with Rossi," Prentiss volunteered.

"Good. Anything else?" Hotch looked round at them all.

"Yeah, I got one." Morgan carried on "A guy matching Reid's description was found beaten and probably raped in an alleyway and taken to a hospital but also disappeared when he woke up. He hadn't been properly examined, but the report doesn't list any facial injuries, it could be how we didn't see it."

"If Spence was dealing with that on his own. . ." JJ looked down at the table.

"Morgan and I will go and visit the hospital. Gideon?"

"I'm going to go and pay a visit to Reid in the hospital."

"Tell him we love him and we want him to get better!" Garcia shouted as he strode for the door.

JJ told Hotch "I'm going to stay here with Garcia, see if there's anything we missed."

"Ok good, we'll call you with what we find out." The team split up.