Reid pulled into the parking lot. He shut off the engine but continued to sit there. He rested his head in between his hands on the steering wheel. His grip was tightening around the leather to the point where his knuckles turned white. He let tears escape his eyes.
After a quiet minute, he opened his door and was greeted by a cold breeze. It was late and it was dark. He closed his car door and made his way inside the building. Snow was gently landing in his hair, frostbite nipping at his ears.
He finally made it inside, the tears on his rosy cheeks now frozen. His red nose burned from the sudden heat. He made his way upstairs and unlocked his door. He opened it to find everything was exactly how he left it.
He took his shoes off by the door and tossed his jacket on the couch in the living room. He made his way towards his bedroom. He turned the radio on and laid on his bed. He closed his eyes and listened to the music.
Well, I know the feeling
Of finding yourself stuck out on the ledge
And there ain't no healing
From cutting yourself with the jagged edge
Reid's eyes shot open and immediately began to pour tears. He looked over beside his bed to find a thin piece of metal and then looked down at his own wrists. He felt ashamed, embarrassed and sad…He kept listening to the song as he brushed his scars with his fingertips.
I'm telling you that, it's never that bad
Take it from someone who's been where you're at
Laid out on the floor
And you're not sure you can take this anymore
He couldn't hold it back anymore. He let out all his emotions. He cried into his pillow. It was like his life rushed past him, as he remembered every memory he had. He recalled every moment he had spent in the BAU. After all, the BAU was his life…It was his family…
So just give it one more try to a lullaby
And turn this up on the radio
That's exactly what he did. He turned it up until he couldn't even hear himself cry.
If you can hear me now
I'm reaching out
To let you know that you're not alone
He cried hard…He really believed that for the first time, he was truly alone…
And if you can't tell, I'm scared as hell
'Cause I can't get you on the telephone
On the other side of town, Morgan tried calling his young genius. He needed to talk to him, so see him, to be with him…Reid however, couldn't hear his phone over the sound of the radio…
So just close your eyes
Oh, honey here comes a lullaby
Your very own lullaby…
Please let me take you
Out of the darkness and into the light
'Cause I have faith in you
That you're gonna make it through another night
Reid sobbed…He wasn't so sure he could stand another night…another night living the way he was…
Stop thinking about the easy way out
There's no need to go and blow the candle out
Because you're not done
You're far too young
And the best is yet to come
Reid understood but was confused at the same time. He didn't understand how 'the best is yet to come'. He didn't think it would ever get better…
So just give it one more try to a lullaby
And turn this up on the radio
If you can hear me now
I'm reaching out
To let you know that you're not alone
And if you can't tell, I'm scared as hell
'Cause I can't get you on the telephone
So just close your eyes
Oh, honey here comes a lullaby
Your very own lullaby…
By now Morgan was speeding down the road and pulling into Reid's parking lot. He opened his door and rushed through the blistering cold wind. He made his way through the lobby of the building and to the stairs, heading quickly up to Reid's apartment. He knocked on the door. He didn't get an answer but he could clearly hear the music coming from inside.
He slowly opened the door. He stepped inside. He made his way to Reid's room, where the music seemed to be coming from. He saw him laying there…Crying…
He took Reid by the hand and stood him up, holding on to him tight. Reid buried his face into Morgan's chest and continued to cry. Morgan held his pretty boy close to him and nuzzled his face into his hair, kissing the top of his head gently.
Well, everybody's hit the bottom
Everybody's been forgotten
When everybody's tired of being alone
Yeah, everybody's been abandoned
And left a little empty handed
So if you're out there barely hanging on...
Morgan listened to the words of the song, tears now gliding down his face.
Just give it one more try to a lullaby
And turn this up on the radio
If you can hear me now
I'm reaching out
To let you know that you're not alone
And if you can't tell, I'm scared as hell
'Cause I can't get you on the telephone
So just close your eyes
Oh, honey here comes a lullaby
Your very own lullaby
Oh, honey here comes a lullaby
Your very own lullaby…
As the music stopped, Morgan whispered in Reid's ear.
"I love you…"