Taken ⇗ Spencer Reid AU

Chapter 1

Diana Reid awoke in a panic. Her son was missing, her one and only son. Her Spencer.

She rushed to the police station to report the missing boy. Frantically, out of breath, Diana screamed at the receptionist. Her voice soon became heard throughout the whole station.

"Ma'am, I'd like you to calm down." One of the police man asked, keeping his tone firm and strong. Diana rioted her emotionally, yelling at them to find her son as tears poured from her eyes.

"Ma'am, my name is David Rossi. Would you mind coming with me?" Another man asked, appearing seemingly out of no where. He knelt beside Diana, gently reaching out his hand.

As she looked up, she saw more features of the man. He was Italian, in his early to late twenties. Diana was never good at guessing ages of people. His hair was black, brown eyes soft and inviting.

"If you're going to kick me out I will have to decline. Where is my son!? Why isn't anyone looking for my son!! His name is Spencer Walter Reid, he's seven years old. Dark brown shaggy hair, brown eyes." Diana screamed, jumping away Rossi and running to the desk again. She pounded on the counters so hard her fingers and wrists began to bruise.

David Rossi patiently waited for Diana to finish. In the mean time, he had one of the officers look up her file. Schizophrenia. That explained the extent of the worry.

"Diana, would you mind coming with me?" Rossi asked again, managing to hold his temper extraordinarily well. For a few moments Diana thought he was a robot, but decided that that idea was most likely the act of schizophrenia talking.

"If it'll find Spencer, I'll gladly come." Diana agreed, taking his hand as calmly as she could and following the man.

"As I said, my name is David Rossi. I'm an agent for the FBI here investigating a murder case. No, this murderer does not kidnap kids or rob houses, so there's a 99.9% chance the people who took your son are not these murderers." Rossi informed her, nodding along the whole time and watching Diana nod as well.

She trembled in her chair, rocking back and forth on the wooden legs. "My-my name is Diana Reid. My son was taken as you may know."

"I also know you have a bad case of schizophrenia. Could this be why you possibly didn't do anything last night to help?" Rossi asked, his tone soft, calming. Even soothing to listen at, like a soft song.

"I hear him screaming every night and every time I would run in, he would be fast asleep. Not scared or hurt. I thought it was that again." Diana confessed, her lip quivering as she began to sob into her hands again. Her only son was missing, her Spencer, and she didn't do anything to help.

"It's a boy who cried wolf story, it's natural for a schizophrenic of your type. This is not your fault." Rossi said, jotting down notes onto a yellow page notepad with a pen. Diana shook her head, denying the young agent.

"I should've gone to help him, he's my only son.." She murmured, continuing to then sob into her hands. Rossi sighed and stood up, getting a glass of water from a tub in the corner of the room. He placed it in front of Diana for when she would get thirsty. "Thank you.."

"It's no trouble at all. If you would wait here, I can start a search for Spencer. Do you have a picture?" Rossi asked, he did very good at keeping calm and soothing. Diana nodded, digging around in her purse. The bag rattled with her medications, but she pulled out a picture of a boy.

"I-I think that one is from a few weeks ago."

"Thank you, it'll be greatly helpful." He thanked her before leaving the room.