Hey everyone, here is the last chapter for you all. I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I'm sorry for not posting this yesterday, I didn't post anything on here yesterday as I wasn't very well and I've got a blooming cold. I made it all through winter and christmas without a cold and now I get one. I'm posting three updates tonight. The last chapter of this story, which I'm sad to see go but I'm now working on the sequel which will get posted tomorrow. I'm also posting updates for my other two fanfics. Sorry again for not updating yesterday. This is the last chapter and I hope it's okay. Enjoy and I look forward to hearing from you all.

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Tracing his fingers along the scar on his shoulder and chest, he sighed and thought about the last three months and everything that happened since he had locked away the dark part of himself and told Morgan one of his most buried secrets. He knew deep down that he wasn't the same boy who had suffered in the backseat of the professor's car, he was a man now, a man who hunted down unsubs and people who wanted to hurt others like he'd been hurt when he was younger. As he buttoned his shirt, he smiled at the thought of the party he was about to attend. Rossi was throwing a small get together and he couldn't wait to relax, the last few cases hadn't been easy for them all. Morgan had recovered from his dog bites but had hated staying behind when the team had gone out into the field.

He grabbed his bag and put it over his shoulder. "Time to relax," he told his reflection.

"There you are," Garcia called before walking over to him, she almost fell when she got close to him but he reached out and caught her.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Sorry, new heels," she shook her head before laughing at herself. She reached down and adjusted the shoe. "That's better. We've all been waiting for you."

"Sorry, I got a little held up."

She brought him away from the others.

"Are you okay? I know the last few cases haven't been easy and one or two, well, they matched what happened to you in some ways. I just wanted to make sure that you're doing okay and that everything is fine up here," she said before tapping his forehead.

"Some of the most recent cases did make me think about it but I spoke with Morgan and he calmed me down and we talked through everything. I'm also balanced up here," he assured her before tapping his head. "Trust me, the bad one is still locked away and the others are doing what they're supposed to do. I must confess though, I think my lustful side wants to pinch a bottom," he joked with a smirk on his face.

"Shut up," she said before hitting his arm. "Your lusty side can keep his hands to himself."

She brought her arm around him and brought him over to the barbeque. "Let's get some food on those skinny bones of yours."

Reid looked over to the bench and noticed that Henry looked a little down, he walked over with a cup of cherry soda and put it next to Henry. "Hey, what's wrong? You seem a little down."

"Hey, Uncle Spence," Henry smiled. "I just had a bad dream last night."

"What kind of bad dream?"

"Ever since the man in the mask, I don't have good dreams. Mommy and daddy worry about me," Henry sighed. "I don't feel so good."

"Do you want to go and lie down? Rossi wouldn't mind."

"Okay," Henry nodded before reaching up his arms. Reid brought him up and carried him over to Rossi.

"Rossi, Henry isn't feeling so good, I'm going to put him down in the guest room so he can try get some sleep. Can you tell JJ and Will?"

"Sure," Rossi said before looking at Henry. "I'll save you some desert, kiddo."

Henry was already asleep on his shoulder by the time they had arrived in the guest room, he gently placed Henry on the bed before grabbing the cover and bringing it over his godson. He touched the lamp so Henry wouldn't be left in complete darkness. Reid hated seeing the dark circles under his godson's eyes. He looked out of the window and made sure the others were all still talking in the garden.

He walked back over to Henry and took a deep breath. "Okay, here we go."

He pressed his hand down to Henry's head and closed his eyes.

He opened his eyes and found himself in a dark carnival, all broken down and rusty. No light touched this place and he wasn't surprised that Henry was having difficulty sleeping. A small sobbing noise drew him over to the broken bumper cars. He climbed the steps to find Henry sitting in a bumper car and crying his knees to his chest. "Henry."

"Uncle Spence!" Henry cried before running forward. "I'm scared."

"I want you to do something for me," Reid said. "Close your eyes and when I tell you to open them, you'll be much happier."

Henry closed his eyes, Reid then covered his godson's ears and then closed his own eyes. He smiled when he heard the carnival music begin to play around him. He opened his eyes and then took his hands off Henry's ears. "Open up, kiddo."

Henry opened his eyes and gasped at the sight all around him. All his favourite tv characters were around the carnival along with his family, the sun was now shining down on the carnival, which was now colourful, alive and beautiful like it should have been. The smell of hot dogs, candy floss and caramel popcorn filled the air. Henry rushed down the bumper car stairs and into the arms of JJ and Will. Reid knew they weren't the real JJ and Will, they were dream versions to make Henry happy.

"Sweet dreams, Henry."

He took his hand away from his godson's head to see that a smile had now appeared on Henry's face. He made sure Henry was warm before leaving the room.

"What were you doing to him?" a voice came from next to him. He turned around to see Morgan looking at him.

"Nothing."

"That wasn't nothing," Morgan shook his head. "He's smiling and sleeping comfortably. Kid, what did you do?"

"I helped him."

"How?" Morgan questioned.

"Technically, I killed the dark Sandman. I don't know how but I can go into people's dreams now. Like yours, you fell asleep on the jet and dreamed about your dad, he was wearing a red sweater and it was thanksgiving."

Morgan took a step back, completely speechless. "You looked into my dreams. Reid, you've got his power now. I don't understand."

"I don't use it all the time and I only realised I could do it when I may have accidentally entered one of JJ's dreams. I didn't really need to see what she was dreaming about. Look, I never asked for this but I think I can use it for good things. Henry is dreaming about a wonderful and colourful carnival now instead of a dark one. I'm still me."

"I know," Morgan said. "So you saw my dad?"

"Yeah," Reid smiled. "I can see why you look up to him. Don't worry, Morgan, I'm the good kind of Sandman."

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