Me and my stupid plot bunnies!

Reid was relieved that the whole case with his father was over. A large part of him was very much relieved that his father didn't turn out to be some serial killer. But a part of him felt odd...like he didn't know how to feel regarding his father. He wanted to remain angry but now he was just left...confused.

He made sure to visit JJ at her house after work for the rest of the week. Something about Henry just made him feel alive. He was glad Henry had Will.

He knew Will would never leave Henry, never make the mistakes his father made.

One night after having dinner with her he came home late. He stared at the door that was cracked open. Instantly paraniod he grabbed the gun he still had on him since he left to their house directly from work.

He opened the door slowly and then stood there in shock at who was in the room.

"Dad?"

"Hello Spencer."

William's voice was quiet. Reid lowered the gun and closed the door.

"Why'd...you break in?"

"I just arrived from the airport. You weren't there. I didn't want to be waiting in the hall all night."

"You could have called me."

"I didn't want you to know."

"Why..."Reid frowned. "Why are you here?" Something about this all just felt...off.

His father rose and strode towards him.

"I came here to punish you."

Reid stared at him.

"What?"

"For trying to arrest me for killing Riley Jenkins."

Reid wanted to back away.

"You...You didn't kill him," he whispered. "We have proof..."

"No, I didn't," William agreed. "But that didn't mean I didn't kill before..."

Reid's eyes got wide.

"And to have you so close to the truth, almost arresting me...that was too close for comfort. I have to make sure you won't do that again."

Reid shook his head, his eyes wide with terror.

"I...I won't do it again," he whispered. "I won't."

"And to learn you when to that therapist...I am rather surprised you didn't remember certian other...things from when you were young. Things you saw...and things that happened to you..."

Reid shook his head.

This wasn't happening, not to him.

"I won't tell anyone," he promised.

"I'm going to have to make sure of that myeslf." His father than lunged at him. He yelled and tried to fight him but his father hit him over the head. "I'll make sure that you never talk again," he whispered as he dragged Reid out of the room. "And I'll make sure you remember everything."