Reid's rebellion

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING…BUT MY IMAGINATION.

This is set during the episode of Elephant Memory. There were so many time Reid was acting like a spoiled brat in this episode so I wanted to take a turn at the team correcting him.

Hotch was a man of few words, but there were not many moments when he was speechless, but today he had been that many times. He had always knew that Reid had suffered some sort of bullying while in school, he had alluded to it when Hotch went to apologize after kicking him repeatedly to give him his gun at the hospital standoff. Hotch remembered what Reid said, "Hotch, I was a 12 yr old prodigy in the Las Vegas public schools, you kick like a girl." Hotch had smirked at the quick comeback Reid had to try to ease Hotch's guilt for the abuse, but now as he watched him slowly unravel, he knew he had a bigger problem. Hotch had let him rant at the victim's house without checking him on it, but now he watched Reid show complete disrespect for him and the principal as Reid threw the Owen's file to the ground and storm off. Hotch flipped open his phone and called Rossi. " Dave, I think we might have a problem here." After Hotch finished his conversation with Rossi, he had a game plan in his head. They had to try to keep Reid in this for his help, but also help him deal with his past.

Reid had stormed off into the black GMC Yukon, waiting impatiently as he watched Hotch walk with an air of determination in his step. "Great, now he's pissed," Reid thought out loud as he watched Hotch open the door and slide in with a single word. "Look, Hot…"

"Reid, unless you can somehow logically give me an explanation of that little show back there, I do not want to hear another word from you." Hotch ground out as he started the vehicle and pulled out of the school, heading back for the police station.

"Hotch, listen…I'm sorry." Reid started.

"Damn right, you should be. You know how sensitive this area is and yet you act like a..a..petulant teenager, who is mad at the world for sins of the past." Hotch argued.

"But…." Reid tried to get Hotch to see reason.

"No, buts Reid. We are heading back to the station to give a profile of how to best to bring in Owen with no more casualties, and that includes Owen. But, if you feel like you can't behave like a trained FBI agent, then I suggest you go sit your ass down in the office and wait until we are done. If there are any more outbursts, I will guarantee you this will be the last time you sit comfortably for a while, am I clear?"

"Yes sir." Reid answered softly, but inside he was starting to stir again. 'How dare he…he has no idea…' Reid thought to himself as they pulled into the station and he followed Hotch in to the open area.

Reid stood beside Hotch with Emily on Hotch's other side. He started the profile, only after getting a threatening look from Hotch to keep it focused on Owen. "He is a school shooter that we classify as an injustice collector, he is out to avenge perceived wrongs."

One officer spoke up, "But is he is the school shooter, then why has he not hit the school?"

Emily answered that for him. "Jordan. Most of these type want to kill as many as possible and then commit suicide, but Jordan gives him a reason to live."

Reid decided to jump in here and give them his take on things. "Otherwise, this is a textbook case. His life was one torment after another." Reid started to gain momentum as his voice started to creep up on volume. " His teachers gave upon him, his classmates bullied him, and his father blamed him while giving him access to guns. Given these conditions, you are quite fortunate." Reid was on a roll now and did not notice the posture change in Hotch next to him. He was no longer standing relaxed, he was now tensed up to full height and was biting his lower lip, trying to squelch the impulse to grab Reid and take him into a back room for a little talk.

"It sounds like you are saying that these victims deserve this. " The officer spoke aloud, he was getting upset by the implications this young profiler was throwing out and Hotch knew he had to step in before this got out of hand.

"We're not. Nobody deserves this…" Hotch started to talk but was quickly interrupted by an ever anxious Reid.

"But you could have prevented it." Reid interjected, now silently stewing as he watched their faces. Emily could not believe what he had just said. 'God, Reid, you are asking for it.' She thought to herself as she watched Hotch take his emotions in control and quietly ask Reid for a moment alone in the office.

Hotch entered the room first and turned as Reid walked in ready for a fight. He slammed the door and turned to Hotch, Reid knew he was in deep trouble, but hoped that a strong offense would counteract whatever Hotch had coming. He was mad and hurt. It felt like all the old wounds from his school were being pulled open again. "It's the truth . Look at what all they ignored."

"Reid, there is a reason that you cannot diagnose a sociopath until after age 18. All teenagers profile as one." Hotch argued trying to keep their voices down so that the others would not hear.

"I know, but they could have seen the signs!" Reid argued.

"Nobody could have seen these signs, and making this their fault is not only unfair, it is dangerous." Hotch was now not only in full agent mood, he was in pissed off father mood. He took two steps to get into Reid's face. He needed to make sure that Reid knew that he had overstepped his boundaries and that he was in trouble. In a quiet but steely voice Hotch ordered Reid. " I want you to go back to the Savage house and go over things again." Hotch could not believe what he was seeing in front of him. Reid was acting like a belligerent teenager, he was openly defying what he was saying by shaking his head before Hotch even finished.

"Morgan is already there doing that." Reid spat back with an air of confidence. He was not going to be shipped off and quieted so easily. He was so overwhelmed by his emotions that he could not see just how deep he was digging himself into this hole of trouble.

Hotch knew he had to grab a hold of this now before the situation spiraled out of control. "Yes and you are going to join him." Hotch had figured that he would balk at the idea at first, but he never expected the following outburst."

"Oh, so now you are punishing me!" Reid yelled as he couldn't believe he was being treated this way.

"No, Reid! I am using you. No one understands Owen more than you do, and if anyone can figure out what is going on in his mind it is you. But, come to think of it, yes. Yes, I am." Hotch ground out between clenched teeth. Hotch grabbed Reid by his upper arm and escorted him out the door and down the hall, Hotch turned to Emily and nodded for her continue. HE knew that she understood what was going to happen and wanted to keep the officers busy while Hotch took care of this problem.

Once Reid figured out Hotch's plan, he tried to jerk away, but Hotch just tightened his grip and spoke tensely. "Unless you want an audience to this, I suggest you stop fighting and get in the restroom." Hotch propelled them into the restroom and locked the door. He then went to stand in front of Reid and spoke with a purpose. "You have smarted off to figures of authority, you have disrespected me and the FBI with your childish actions, and I have had enough of this. I gave you a warning but do you listen, no."

Reid looked up with his brown eyes, trying to get some sympathy from Hotch, but knew it was a lost cause, when he felt himself being turned to face the sink and was told to drop his pants. "What?...No…Please…I'm so…" Reid sputtered.

"Want to lose the boxers also?" Hotch asked.

"No..I…", Reid gave up arguing, knowing that it would only make his punishment worse, and dropped his corduroy pants to his ankles and bent over the sink.

SMACK! The first lick had been hard enough to make Reid go to his toes and cry out. "OW!"

SMACK! The second lick was as hard as the first and Reid knew then that Hotch was not going to hold anything back as started to rain lick upon lick.

SMACK! You will act like an adult! SMACK You will do as you are told without question. SMACK! SMACK!

Ow!ow! " Ok! I get it! HOOOOTCH!" Reid now felt like his ass was now on fire.

Hotch finished this lesson with two hard licks to each of his upper thighs, which had Reid jumping up and down, as he tried to rub out the fire.

"Now I suggest you go back to the Savage house and do as I instructed, are we clear?" Hotch asked.

"Ye..ye…yes sir." Reid stuttered out as he righted his clothes and continued to try to rub some of the fire out of his backside.

Hotch could only smile as he watched his agent/son act like Jack after a spanking. Hotch gave him a brief tousle of his hair and said, "Clean up and I will tell Derek that you are on the way." Hotch said as he left the restroom and walked towards Emily and JJ who had witnessed the earlier actions and knew what had transpired in the restroom.

"Is he OK?" JJ asked, always looking out for Reid in a motherly fashion. She knew that Hotch had roasted his backside in there and wanted to make sure that all was OK.

"Yes, JJ he is fine, he will be sitting gingerly for a while, but I did not hurt him too bad. Just knocked a little sense into him." Hotch said as he watched Reid try to walk as normal as possible when one is trying to keep ones pants from rubbing a red backside. He watched him jump into the car and wince as soon as his backside made contact with the seat. " I just hope this will keep him in tow 'til this case is over."

"I do to, but my gut says this is far from over." Emily said with a smile and a shake of her head.

NEXT CHAPTER: Reid snaps at Morgan, lies to Rossi and has to deal with them…

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