Chapter 1

Rain came down in sheets, darkening the city and making it look like it was nine at night instead of nine in the morning. Only people who had actual rain coats or umbrellas dared to poke their heads outside and the only sounds to be heard were tires splashing through puddles and raindrops hitting the road and sidewalks.

In a near by cafe, which was almost empty due to the rain, Reid sat with Hotch and his five year old son Jack, adding to much sugar to his coffee as he half watched his boss cut the child's pancakes for him, which by now were so drenched in maple syrup Reid doubted if the actual food could still be tasted.

"I appreciate you letting me stay with you Hotch, especially under the circumstances..." Reid trailed off, voice lowering itself automatically, as he glanced outside as the rain drenched SUV that sat parked at the curb.

"Don't mention it," Hotch straightened back up handing his son back the fork and reached for the pepper, "I'd do the same for any of the team in the same situation."

Reid just nodded, using the blade of his knife to crush the crust on his toast.

"Reid," the older man waited until the young agent looked up, "really, don't stress about it, they're going to catch him."

"I just... I feel like I'm intruding on your life," Reid raised his mug half way to his mouth before setting it back down, "this is my problem, I should be at home going through my normal routine, not here being...It's just, with witness protection..."

"Reid, just stop," Hotch interrupted, setting down his fork and giving the younger man a serious stare, "you're more then welcome to stay with me and Jack," at this Jack looked up from his pancakes and smiled at the mention of his name, "and I understand you're not wanting to go into witness protection."

Reid opened his mouth to reply but cut himself off as the waitress returned to top off their coffee's and talk with jack about the half colored paper place mat that sat next to the child's plate.

Quietly excusing himself, Reid slid from the booth and headed to the bathroom, running a hand through his hair as he went.

He hated feeling like this, nervous, on edge and just a little scared, always looking over his shoulder as if he expected Reilly to pop out of the ground and pull him into the shadows where he'd never be found.

He'd refused witness protection due to the incident with Hotch and George Foyet, which had resulted in Hotches wife's Haley's location being comprised and ultimately resulting in her murder.

Of course everyone had offered him a place to stay, Morgan more then once, but they all had their own lives, JJ with Will and baby Henry, and Morgan would most likely have women over a lot and that would just be too awkward.

Pushing open the door, Reid waited until it closed before he turned to look in the large mirror the spanned almost the length of the entire wall, staring at his reflection for a long moment before turning on the water and splashed it in his face, trying to scrub away the nervous feeling crawling across his skin.

Reid stared at himself in the mirror again, water drops falling from his nose and beading off his chin as he swallowed.

He jumped slightly when one of the stalls open and a man shuffled out, giving Reid a quick greeting smile before he washed his hands.

The agent did his best to return the greeting before running a hand through his hair again, quietly cursing the fact he forgot his hands were still wet and quickly wiping them on his shirt.

"you okay bud?"

Reid turned to look at the stranger standing a few sinks away, "uh yeah, I'm, I'm fine."

"You sure, you seem kinda nervous about something," the man raised an eyebrow slightly, before walking over to the paper-towel dispenser and tearing off a piece to dry his hands.

"No, I'm not nervous, really," Reid repeated, turning to look back in the mirror and fixing his shirt as a form of self-distraction.

"Well..." Reid tensed as the man got a little too close for comfort, his breath ghosting over the back of his neck and he felt fingers push what felt like a folded up piece of paper, or maybe a card, into his back pocket, "maybe you should be."

Then he was gone, leaving the bathroom whistling a tune that Reids currently screaming mind couldn't remember.

He stood there, still staring at the now pale face reflection looking back at him, breath leaving his lungs in slightly shaking gasps as he slowly drew the folded up piece of paper from his back pocket and started to unfold it, not glancing up as Hotch entered the bathroom to tell them it was time to go.

Reid didn't even look up when Hotch stopped next to him, one hand resting on his shoulder, his mind dimly registering the fact his boss was talking to him.

The only thing his mind was registering were those six neatly written words on the paper that he held with shaking hands, his breath catching in his throat.

Hello Spencer. Did you miss me?

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BAM! I'm back baby! And it's the beginning of the sequel, as promised! :D

Sorry it took so long and that the first chap is kinda short xD school had be frik-frakkin' out, exams and all that shit :)

Hope eveyone enjoys :) I don't know how long this part 2 installment will be, aiming for around 15 chapters again

as ALWAYS, Reviews are much much much loved :)