Chasing Happiness: Volume 2: Yours Always (Criminal Minds: Spencer Reid Fanfic)

Part 24

"What do you want to find out Reid?" I hear Morgan's voice, but it's almost as if it's in the distance.

My mind was too busy trying to work out what was going on with Alannah. She took pictures of all the abuse he has caused her. Did she do a rape kit or take photos of the bruises. I didn't want to look too deeply into it but I knew I was going to have to. I had to see if the dates matched up, She told me he forced himself onto her about three weeks before the last time we made love. That was the basis to who the father of the baby was. But she told Alan something different. Although she could be lying, she did say we only slept together once when we actually made love twice. They didn't spend much time together in the two weeks since our last time and the shooting so maybe it was just a lie she was telling Alan to try and make him trust her. Either way I had to make sure.

I didn't really care if the baby was mine or Alan's, it was part of Alannah so I loved it. But I needed to know.

"Reid!" A shout from beside me startles me making me swerve the car. "See this is why I don't let you drive." Morgan complains as I gain control back of the car and he lets go of the dashboard.

"Sorry I was thinking."

"Yeah I gathered. What were you thinking about?"

"What that woman said."

"What about it?"

"Alannah said the baby was mine, but told Alan that it could be his."

"She could be lying to him."

"I know but I need to know for sure."

"And how do you plan on working that out?"

"Alannah took pictures of everything Alan did to her, she kept a record so that we could get a faster conviction. I know he raped her, she told me that much. But she told me the last time was three weeks before we..."

"Yeah you can skip this part of the story." Morgan laughs, but I'm not really in the mood to laugh.

"Well the pregnancy test said 1-2 weeks; so if he did that to her three weeks before the shooting then the baby is mine if he did it after that then the baby could still be his."

"Is that a problem?"

"No, the baby will still be part of Alannah; I'll still love her."

"It's easy saying that now when you still think it's yours. But when it actually gets here and it turns out to be his you might feel differently."

"I already love this baby Morgan. I've never seen myself as a dad until now. I acted terrible towards Alannah when I first found out but I really do love this baby."

"You love Alannah."

"I love them both."

"All I'm saying is that you should be careful Reid. There's a long way to go before you can play happy families."

"I know there is." The rest of the journey is spent in silence. Although I was thankful that Morgan had stopped digging into our lives.

We race through the checkpoints that were still in place at every entrance into Quantico. I abandon the car in a spot and run to Garcia's office. "What happened? Is everything alright?" Garcia asks in a panicked furry.

"We haven't found Alannah yet so no it's not alright. But there is something you could help us with." I say between breaths, I'm out of breath from the run here.

"Anything." Garcia says, wide eyed as she waits for orders.

"Do you have the file Alannah gave you with a record of what Alan did to her?" Garcia gives me an uncertain look but she knew that I wouldn't be asking for it if it wasn't important. She turns in her chair and searches for the file.

"Reid, are you sure you want to see these?" I look at Morgan as I think about the question.

"I have to." I finally say as Garcia turns around to face us again with the file in her hand. "Thanks Garcia."

I take the file over to a table in Garcia's office. I hesitate for a moment to take a deep breath, composing myself for what I was about to see. I open the file and instantly want to shoot Alan if I had the chance. Pictures of the abuse he made her suffer through.

"I never had the guts to look at these." Garcia admits as she looks at the photos in horror.

"I can't believe we didn't see half of this." Morgan's normally strong voice is starting to sound shaky.

"What is it you're looking for?" Garcia asks.

"The neighbour that saw Alannah and Alan arguing said Alannah told Alan that the baby might be his." Morgan informs her. I could hear the conversation going on but none of it was registering with me. I was too horrified by the sights I was seeing.

"Yeah but she's lying to protect herself surly." Garcia concludes.

"That's what Spencer needs to find out." Morgan says.

"He raped her six times judging from these photos. He kicked her and punched her, she clearly has at least one broken rib if not more in this photo. She never went to hospital, she would have been in so much pain." Tears stream down my face as I look through the photos. "He choked her in this one, and again here. How could I let this happen?"

"Hey, we had no idea how bad it was, she never told us and she hid it well. I have no idea how she hid it but she did." Morgan tries to comfort me but it doesn't help this feeling of failure.

"Have you figured out who the father of the baby is yet?" Garcia asks, getting us to focus on why we were looking at these.

"Like I said, there are six records of rape here, but the last one was five weeks before she was shot." I sigh as I try to catch my breath, but I couldn't. It was as if I couldn't breathe properly, I have been like this ever since we found out Alannah went after Alan herself.

"So the baby is yours?" Morgan asks but I can't bring myself to answer. I manage to nod as a reply before breaking down in tears, doubling over the table as I punch the table, I needed to get this anger and frustration out and I couldn't take it out on Alan so Garcia's table was becoming my victim until I could get to Alan. Unfortunately it wasn't really working, I just felt angry, at Alan and at myself, I should have noticed, I should have done something more to save her. I let this happen to her and now I'm stuck at the office while he could be doing this to her again but it's more than just Alannah now, it's our baby. Our innocent little fighter who hung onto life. I was letting them both down and all I could do is scream, cry and punch a desk.