Why Have I Done This??? (Lams Oneshots)

Criminal Minds (Part 2)

A/N - Yo snow was great for like a day but our power keeps going in and out I hate it here

John's POV

"Hey, HEY! Get your crusty hands off me! Hey! Ow! Fuck you!" I looked up as Alex was manhandled into the room in handcuffs. "OW! Hey! That's off limits to you, good sir!" I chuckled lightly and sighed, getting up.
"I'll take it from here, officer." I smiled reaching forward for Alex's arm. "Keys please?"
"But-"
"Give me the damn key." I growled, the officer handed them to me and I sighed. He left the room and Alex huffed, grumbling to himself. "What'd you do this time?" I asked with a light sigh.
"Nothing. He yanked me out of the fucking car and pushed me on the ground."
"Ok, ok. Sorry I couldn't pick you up." I hummed, starting to take the cuffs off.
"No...I get it...You have a life. I want you to live it." He mumbled.
"No...I was busy-" I tossed the handcuffs on the table and picked up the cup of coffee I'd gotten him. "-getting this for you." He gasped and snatched it up.
"Thank you, Jack."
"You're welcome." I smiled, sitting back down and gesturing to the seat next to mine. "You know you don't look like a psychopath." I teased light-heartedly, Alex rolled his eyes and smiled.
"What are we waiting on?" He whined.
"The others. Just be patient." The door opened and The Schuyler Sisters entered.
"Hey, Alex!" Eliza chimed.
"Hello!" He grinned, I smiled and he sat up as George, Laf, and Herc slid into their seats.
"Good to see you in one piece, Alex. Let's get started." George hummed, we went over the case and soon we were released to get ready to leave. People glared at Alex as we walked through the bullpen since he was wearing a bright orange jumpsuit and he was a convicted psychopath. He leaned against my desk and smiled, picking up the picture of us I kept on my desk.
"Here ya go, baby girl." I hummed, handing him a change of clothes I had brought him. He didn't move. "Lex? You there?"
"Huh?" He frowned. "I'm sorry...Did I do it again?"
"Yeah. That's ok, baby. Why don't you go get changed?" He nodded and took the clothes, heading toward the bathroom. I made sure my go-bag was in order before getting Alex's stuff together. He returned after a couple minutes and he seemed to be zoning out so I pulled him into a gentle hug. "Hey, you still with me?"
"Yeah...I-" He took a ragged breath and huffed. "I need a minute."
"Here. Sit down. I've got your bag. Just take a breather, babe." I cooed gently, petting his head. He was trying to fight off the disassociation and I gently leaned him against me. He shakily reached forward and tugged our picture off the desk. He smiled at it and I ran my fingers through his greasy curls, kissing the top of his head.
"Jacky, I-"
"Shhhhhh, baby. Just focus." I cooed.
"No. I need to tell you. I-...I did something bad and I made George promise not to say anything." He huffed.
"What are you talking about?"
"I hurt someone...bad...I didn't mean to but-" I sighed and crouched in front of him. "They were trying to hurt me...because I'm a fed now. I-...I tried to stop it but I couldn't and I-" Tears dripped down his face and I gently wiped them away. "I-I broke his a-arm and-"
"Hey...Hush, baby. I love you. Ok? I don't need to know until you're ready to tell me." I cooed, I grabbed our bags and Alex put the picture back on my desk. "Ready?" He nodded and I took his hand as we headed out to the jet.

Alex had disassociated when we sat down so now I was just toying with his hair so he wouldn't sense danger. We started taking off and I gently kissed his face as we took off to keep him calm. He hates air travel but it's necessary. Suddenly he jolted and grabbed my button-up. "John!"
"It's ok, you're safe." I assured, rubbing his back and pressing a kiss on his forehead. Everyone gathered around George and Alex and I joined them. We started going over the case and Alex pulled one of the crime scene pictures out and looked at it closely.
"Do you see something, Alex?" George asked.
"Maybe...Can I see the crime scene?"
"Of course." George smiled.
"I'll take you, Lex." I hummed, he nodded and we went back to looking at the case.
"Alex?" I asked, gently placing a hand on his shoulder. He looked up at me and I bit my lip. "Baby, you there?"
"Huh?...Oh! Um-...Yeah. I'm just-"
"They didn't give you your medicine did they?" Alex shook his head and sighed.
"You see that blood splatter over there?" He gestured to it and I nodded. "That can't be the victim's. That has to be her attackers." He sighed, grabbing a collection kit from a forensic analyst.
"So she hurt him?"
"Yeah...Bad by the looks of it." He sighed, handing the sample to the woman and waving her off. "We need to look at the body."
"Sure, babe." I smiled, we headed out and I slid into the driver's seat. Alex leaned against the window and stared out at the trees passing. "Baby?"
"Yeah?"
"What's wrong?" Alex didn't move so I sighed and started pulling over. I stopped the car and huffed. "Alex...Is this about what happened-"
"Why the fuck am I not getting the help I need. Why won't they let you visit! It's like every fucking time I go back it gets worse! It gets so much worse! There's people there that I helped put there and they try to kill me and the warden doesn't even care! I'm so fucking tired! I just want to sleep but I can't! Every fucking time I close my eyes I hear him saying-" I gently touched his shoulder and he shuddered. "I'm sorry. I was-"
"It's ok. You were just getting a little worked up." I smiled. "Who's him?"
"Jefferson-"
"The sociopath-"
"Yes. He said he's gonna try to kill you." He sniffed, I sighed and took his hand.
"Nothing is going to happen to me. I'm ok. I am going to get to the fucking help that you need. I-..." I sighed and shifted. "I've been building a case to present to the court to get you removed from prison. They'll place you-"
"In a fucking mental hospital! I'm not crazy, John!" He barked, ripping his hand out of my grip.
"-in my custody, baby."
"Quit fucking calling me that!" He snapped.
"Alex!" I snapped. "Calm the fuck down. You're going to trigger a break." Alex backed off and huffed.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm just-"
"Babe, I love you. I'm just trying to help. I want you to be safe and healthy and happy. I'm going to bring your diagnosis to the jury and get you the help you need and you can fucking quote me on that." Alex blushed a bit and smiled.
"Thank you." He pressed a kiss on my cheek and I smiled.
"Come on, babe." I pulled out and Alex turned up the radio a bit.