dr_s_reid (dr_s_reid) wrote in omega_reality, @ 2011-08-08 06:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | *complete, 2011 08, character: derek morgan, dead: leon vance, dead: spencer reid |
Who: Spencer and OPEN.
Where: First his reality, then another, then interrogation.
When: August 7th.
Summary: Reid crosses over and learns a lot more about the world than he was probably prepared for.
Reid liked to get outside, when he got the chance, just a slow lap around the block. It helped him think and take his mind off things he didn't want to think about, but focus on other things. Like the case that had brought them to Newark, he knew they were missing something, something that was staring him right in the face, he just couldn't get his head around it. Getting out of the blood pool and thinking meant that when he got back he'd have fresh eyes and hopefully fresh ideas.
Someone's car headlights were too bright and Reid cringed, putting his hand over his eyes. The last thing he wanted was another crippling headache and bright lights weren't his friend these days. Rubbing his eyes he turned the corner, walking slowly back towards the house, maybe dragging his heels a little.
The house was just coming into sight when he felt a sting in his neck and he didn't have time to even start to reach for his weapon before he was sagging against the fence. He struggled to stay conscious, but he was fighting a losing battle and with his cheek pressed into the concrete, all he could see was feet beside his head and hear the sound of muffled voices before he was out.
Waking up from being drugged was never pleasant. There were the few seconds of disorientation, where you forgot what had happened and then, when you realized you were in an unfamiliar place, everything came flooding back. Spencer swallowed, his mouth feeling dry as he slowly raised his head, looking quickly around the room.
Well, at least it was better than a dirty barn, there was always that.