This is my first fan fic story and I don't own criminal minds. Reid's P.O.V. Sorry in advance if there are any spoilers in it from season 8. Also sorry for any mistakes in it. Most of this is my own story (the bit which isn't is a part from criminal minds).

I was completing some paperwork on the last case we were on.

It was quite weird really but I can't say I haven't seen similar crimes before.

The killer was in a coma for a year but woke up and believed he was a child again.

His childhood was a bit messed up as his father was shot by a burglar. He believed some puppets (his father controlled as he was a puppeteer) would save him and his father.

In reality they were just a couple of puppets made of wood so they couldn't do anything to stop the crime.

He was trying to recreate the same situation but change the outcome so that the puppets would save the father and the boy but he killed a few men because they weren't right. We rescued a woman, 2 men and a boy. It the case ended well.

That's when I got the call.

I was at my desk completing my paperwork on that case when I heard ringing coming from my brown, tattered satchel.

I reached in to find my grey, old style blackberry's screen flashing green. I knew the number but didn't have it in my contacts.

Maybe I had self-consciously deleted the contact, maybe I had never put the number in as a contact, maybe someone knew me and my number and was stalking me or maybe, just maybe, my phone had done another automatic reset.

That was probably it.

I told Morgan that I was just popping to the loo to answer my phone as I didn't know who was on the line and what they would be saying.

He said "Yeah, sure. Go pretty boy. Maybe you have a secret admirer who has just plucked up the courage to ring you! Go on. Maybe, it's the start of something new!"

Alex had overheard some of Morgan's speech on how the person on the other end of the line was some female stalker or admirer.

I could see she was intrigued and no doubt have questions when I had finished the call but I knew if I answered the phone in front of Morgan and Alex that JJ and Garcia would come and see who I was speaking to or Garcia would hack into my phone and track the phone call and record whatever I was saying.

Who was I kidding I knew once Morgan told Garcia I was on the phone that she would find out who was on the other end if the line.

It was just her nature I guess.

I felt my bulky phone buss against my skin as I ran towards the men's bathroom.

The phone stopped ringing just as I approached the white door of the men's bathroom.

I went inside (even though the phone stopped ringing) and went into a grey cubical.

The grey cubical was quite clean but still felt a bit grungy and the last person who was in here forgot to flush as there was loads of toilet roll in the was disgusting!

Officiously I flushed the toilet as I didn't want to sit somewhere, where someone has just pooped.

I put down the seat and redialled the number to see who they were and what they wanted.