HELP PLEASE DADDY!

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"Alright team I called this meeting to congratulate you on a big win. You not only saved three children you reunited three families and brought closure to eight." Hotch said with a rare smile on his face.

 He only showed those if it was definitely something to smile about and saving three children Is definitely worth that rare smile. But something else was plaguing the young doctors mind. He was so excited you could almost feel it. Heck, you could feel it.

"Hey, Pretty Boy what's on that mind? You finally get a girl? You're smiling like you won the lottery." Morgan asked with a hint of teasing laced into his voice. The team looked back at Reid who's smile faltered for only a blink of an eye. The team unfortunately picked up on this fault and grew concerned. But not to the point to say it audibly.

Before they could say anything else the door to the bullpen flew open revealing an 8 year old girl. She wore  blue jeans and a red tee-shirt with a matching jacket with BAHAMAS plastered in it. She wore a baseball cap with the infamous Cardinals sign on it, but beneath lay no hair. A blue backpack rested upon her thin frail back. Before any of the profilers, linguistic, or technical analyst could respond she started to cry, "Daddy, he said if I didn't run fast enough I'd run out of air. Help please daddy!" She yelled looking solely at the famous Dr.

 He bolted upright in his chair and scurried out of his chair towards the poor girl nearly collapsing in exhaustion. It didn't take long for the team to join him. As they neared the poor girl they realized she was covered in blood, only it wasn't her own. That's what made Reid's stomach churn and paled face. He took of her bag and checked the air level. The young Dr. did something he hasn't done in a long time. He cursed under his breath. He only had three minutes till' his little girl could be gone.

 Spencer ran out of the Bullpen to his desk, and to his both joy and anger, lay a small brown package with no return address. Inside the small box lay something he desperately needed to save his daughter.


                                                          A new  air backpack.

Hello my knights a new chapter may be up later in the night or early in the morrow.


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