Hey everyone, I hope you enjoy this chapter and I hope that you are going to enjoy this fanfic. To my regular readers, I haven't forgotten about my Ghosts of the past fanfic and will be updating that tomorrow. Being a bad mood can affect my writing but I had a little writer's block over the last few days. It's gone now and I've started writing again. I have had this chapter saved since the weekend but didn't know whether to put it out. I didn't want to put something out till I felt my writing was better.

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Reid held Henry in his arms as tightly as he could as the men shouting outside his door tried to get in. He had wedged a chair under the lock and another wedge under the small gap of the door but knew it wouldn't last long. He ran into his bedroom with his crying godson in his arms and quickly kneeled down next to the bed. He guided him under the bed and quickly gave him his teddy bear.

"U-Uncle Spencer, I'm scared," Henry cried gently as he hugged his teddy bear tightly.

"Henry, I need you to listen to me. I'm going to try get rid of the bad men but until I come and get you, you need to stay as quiet as a mouse. I want you to close your eyes and put your hands over your ears. No matter what you hear, you have to stay quiet. Don't move from under the bed till I come and get you. I love you, Henry."

Henry nodded with tears down his cheeks and closed his eyes. He placed his hands over his ears and began to cry harder. Quickly running from the bedroom, Reid closed the door and ran to the hidden safe in the living room to get his gun. He barely entered two digits into the keypad when his door broke down and hands grabbed his shoulders and pulled him back. Reid struggled against the men as they pinned him to the ground and cable tied his hands and legs together.

"Spencer Reid, just the man I'm looking for," a man said as he walked into the apartment. He came over to Reid and yanked him up by his hair causing Reid to grunt in pain. "You have something we want."

"I don't know what you are talking about. I've never taken anything from you, I don't even know who you are!" Reid yelled at them. He knew he was on his own, his neighbour was away on vacation and JJ wasn't picking up Henry for at least another hour. Henry couldn't be found, he knew the men would hurt him and he would never let that happen.

"You got sent an email by your old college friend, Daniel Peters. We know you saw that email and we also know that wonderful little brain allows you to remember every single word of that big email. I'm in a dilemma, you see. I need to know whether you deciphered the email as there are some things in there that can't be known by pretty little FBI agents like yourself," the man sighed before gripping Reid's jaw roughly. "What do you know? Be honest or I'll beat you till you beg to die. He hid secrets in that email. Pray you don't know them."

"I barely use email. The only email I have is my work email at the BAU. I didn't see anything in there. I swear, I didn't. I don't know what Daniel got involved in but I swear, I'm not part of it. I don't know anything. It was just a normal email about what he had been up to since college."

The man looked into his eyes and let out a small sigh. "I believe you, Spencer Reid. Unfortunately, I can't have that pretty little brain of yours remembering that email. I've already taken it from your account but that brain of yours is a big pain in my ass. If you want to blame someone for what is about to happen, blame that bastard Daniel."

Reid couldn't respond as a black piece of cloth got tied into his mouth.

"Beat him to death. I want to send a message to the others about what happens when secrets get told," the man smirked. "Sorry, Spencer."

Reid felt panic take over him as the men all stood up and surrounded him. He grunted in pain as the men began to beat him. His head whipped to the side as the man kicked him in the face. All that ran through his mind was one thought.

'Please don't let them find Henry. Please let him be safe.'

Thirty minutes later

Henry shook as he stayed underneath the bed. He clutched his teddy bear tightly. He knew the bad men were gone, they had left a few minutes ago. He wanted his Uncle Spencer to come and get him. Uncle Spencer protected him and is a hero to him. Uncle Spencer is a superhero. He climbed out from under the bed. He knew he shouldn't. Uncle Spencer told him to stay there till he came but he got scared. He needed his Uncle Spencer to stop him feeling scared. He walked slowly to the bedroom door. He stepped on his tiptoes and had to stretch to reach the doorknob. He opened the door and stayed there for a moment to see if there were any bad monsters. He walked forward and around the table. He began to cry as he saw his Uncle on the floor with blood all over him. Henry had hurt his knee and it had bled but his mother has put a plaster over it and kissed it away. He knelt by his Uncle's side and saw lots of bruises, cuts and boo boos. He let go of his teddy and shook Spencer gently. He couldn't stop crying as he tried to wake his Uncle.

"Uncle Spencer, wake up," Henry said gently as he shook Spencer's shoulder. "The bad men are gone now. Please, wake up. I'm scared."

Thirty minutes later

JJ giggled as Garcia showed her the pictures of the night before. They had decided to go out for a girls night out. They had invited Alex but she had declined due to wanting to speak with her husband over Skype. They walked up the stairway of Spencer's apartment building only to slow down as they heard the quiet sound of Henry crying.

"Henry!" JJ called as she rushed up the stairs. She saw the apartment door broken and rushed in with Garcia at her side. She gasped as she saw Spencer on the floor, his face swollen horribly and his entire body littered with cuts. There was so much blood. She rushed forward and quickly brought a crying and upset Henry into her arms. Garcia rushed to Spencer's side and pressed her fingers against his neck, she also leaned down and listened to his breathing.

"JJ, he barely has a pulse and his breathing is weak and strained," Garcia cried gently as she took out her phone and dialled 911. JJ took Henry away from Spencer's beaten and bloody body and rushed him into Spencer's room. She sat him on the bed and checked him over for injuries. She felt a sense of relief wash over her as she found no injuries. Cradling her son's face, she wiped away his tears with her thumbs.

"Henry, what happened?"

"T-The bad men tried to come in but U-Uncle Spence stop them. He carry me in here and put me under the bed. T-Told me be like a mouse," Henry cried before puting his finger over his lips to show that Spencer had told him to keep silent. "Bad men left. I broke the rule. I went to see him. I'm scared and Uncle Spence not waking up."

Henry wrapped his arms around his mother and cried into her chest as she held him in her arms and comforted him.

"Shh...it's okay. Uncle Spencer will be fine. He is strong and he will get better. Shh..." JJ said as she tried to keep herself calm and comfort her son. Her best friend, the godfather to her son, was holding on for his life after hiding her son to protect him.

Nine hours later

JJ cradled her son against her as he fell asleep on her. The entire team had come to the hospital and they were all waiting for an answer on Spencer's condition. The last time she had seen Spencer, he'd been lifted into an ambulance, wires and bandages all over his body. The door opened and a tired looking doctor walked into the room. "Spencer Reid."

"Yes," Hotch said as he got to his feet. JJ remained seated as she wanted to keep Henry asleep after everything that had happened.

"Are you his medical contact?" the doctor asked before checking the chart. "Aaron Hotchner."

"I am," Hotch answered. "Is he okay?"

"Is he alive?" Morgan said from beside him.

"It's okay," Hotch said. "Everyone here is his family. Just tell us he is okay."

"Your friend got beaten severely, within an inch of his life I would say. He had internal bleeding that we have repaired. He has four broken ribs, one fractured rib, a broken wrist, a broken leg, a broken arm and some broken fingers. He has deep bruising over his body. He has a fractured cheekbone, a broken nose and damage to both of his eyes. I'll be honest with you. He is blind now. There is too much damage to his eyes. I'm so sorry. He is on a ventilator due to a collapsed lung and to allow him to breathe easier. He also has swelling to his brain due to multiple blows to the head, we have placed him in a medically induced coma to help his body recover. It will be a few weeks before we can bring him out of it safely. Spencer has been incredibly strong to survive what he has been through and he will have to be strong to get better. The people who did this to him wanted him dead. I'm surprised that he survived as long as he did after his attack without medical help.

"Oh god," Rossi breathed gently as he sat down in his chair. JJ felt tears run down her cheek as she heard Spencer's list of injuries. She clutched her son tighter and vowed to spend every day helping Spencer get better. He had kept her son safe at the cost of his sight.

"Wait, what do you mean about his sight?" Morgan said, anger in his voice at the men who had hurt his best friend.

"The people who did this to him punched him repeatedly in the face, we even found evidence that his face got stomped on. His eyes have received severe trauma. I'm very sorry. We did everything we could."

"No, there has to be something you can do!" Morgan argued back. "He can't lose his sight. He loves to read. He can read up to twenty thousand words a minute. Please, there must be something!"

The doctor stayed silent and shook his head. Morgan couldn't believe this had happened.

Reid loved to read and he would never be able to see anything ever again. Morgan vowed to catch the bastards who had hurt his friend and personally rip their eyes out.

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