[CM] Paradise Nostalgia

The world is raining endlessly, surrounded by deep darkness, the aroma of coffee is already cold, and only dampness and darkness remain in the air.

Reid has been missing for more than 10 hours. It is [-] o'clock in the evening. UNSUB has not made any active contact. Without any clues, the BAU team is inevitably in trouble and anxiety.They have lost many important friends, teammates, mentors, and even family members.If even Reid is lost, it will be a devastating blow to the team.

"I'm sorry, Uriah," JJ said with slightly red eyes, but with an unusually determined expression, she leaned forward and looked into her eyes.

Rossi's expression is a bit complicated. From a professional point of view, he should stop JJ's behavior, because tonight, under the guidance of several team members, this girl has recalled dozens of related memories of contact with UNSUB, and every time Every recollection will deepen her psychological trauma.

"Okay." Uriah agreed without hesitation. She closed her eyes, her lips were slightly white, and she crossed her fingers against her lips, dispelling the disgusting soreness in her stomach.

JJ said softly: "Uriah, I need you to recall the initial memory of your contact with UNSUB. According to the current clues, it is very likely that you met at your parents' funeral, when you were sitting on the bench crying, You are sad, at this time, there are footsteps, a man's voice said, 'Sorry, I am late, don't cry, everything will be better from now on.' Did you hear that?"

"I heard."

"When he finished saying this, what did you respond to?" JJ lowered his voice word by word, and repeated again, "What did you respond to?"

Uriah frowned, looking anxious.

Rossi opened the chair solemnly, and sat down next to JJ. The situation was not optimistic, and some extraordinary measures had to be taken.His voice was suddenly loud like thunder, full of urgency and oppression, "Uriah, think carefully! This is what happened at your parents' funeral! How could you forget! You have to remember! These past times, Every minute every second! We don't know what UNUSUB will do to Reid! How long do you think he can last if he hurts Reid in cruel ways?! Uriah, the only key that can save Reid is hidden in your memory !find him!"

Uriah trembled all over, and some horrible images came to her mind uncontrollably, dark and cruel, dripping with blood.She had been forcing herself to calm down before, but Rossi's words ruthlessly tore open a hole leading to hell, and countless pairs of pale hands surged towards her, as if despair was approaching rapidly.

"If we don't find him in time," Rossi said grimly, "Uriah, maybe we'll lose—"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom-"

The lingering sound was still trembling, the bright metal tabletop collapsed slightly, and a few traces of bright red blood slowly seeped from the long dark golden hair. At this moment of silence, Uriah's nails slid across the cold tabletop. She raised her head, her forehead The wound of the upper impact was exposed to the air, and those gray-blue eyes seemed to be soaked in blood.

With great restraint, she gritted her teeth and said, "I said, 'Go away, I don't know you'"

Rossi and JJ froze for a while, and quickly recovered.

"God, I'm going to call the doctor."

"Sorry, Uriah, I pushed too hard."

"It doesn't matter." Uriah straightened up slowly, staring at the table with a blank expression. "Compared to this, I suddenly thought that I don't have any memory before the age of 4."

It stands to reason that childhood memories will gradually fade with time, especially within the age of 4. Unless it is a particularly important and profound thing, most people will not have the memory of this period.

So Uriah always thought that it was normal for her not to remember things from her childhood.But what if she wasn't the real Uriah Vogt?This thought sent a chill down her spine, she had never doubted it before!

Rossi stood up abruptly, opened the lounge door and rushed out, followed by JJ.

[Looks like what she thought...]

Uriah let out a long breath, she stood up a little fast, maybe because of the impact just now, she had some concussion, she couldn't bear it anymore, rushed to the trash can in the corner and vomited out.

[She will never lose him again in this life. ]

After vomiting, Uriah became more sober, and obediently obeyed the instructions of the medical staff, sat on the sofa obediently and had his wound bandaged, and followed up quickly and nimbly when the BAU team members were ready to go to work .

"Uriah, I'm sorry, according to the rules, you can't come with us. It's safer for you to stay here." Hotch stopped her, whispering and quickly.

"I don't care about the rules of the hell, if the FBI wants to fire me, please do so." Uriah also had a frosty face, diametrically opposed, "You don't take me, I can go by myself."

Hotch stared at her with dark eyes, and suddenly thought of Reid, it was also a similar scene, this kind of unswervingly confronting eyes, as well as the stubbornness and stubbornness of making up his mind, why both of them are like this!

"Also, maybe I can help." Obviously the situation is so critical, Uriah is calm like a lifeless robot at the moment, "Every time UNSUB kills, every time the information presented on the corpse is a hint to me, And I didn't respond once, so they all died without exception. This time he took Reid, which means he doesn't want to wait anymore, he wants me to respond, right? If I don't show up, he will How angry? If he gets so angry that he loses his mind and does something irreversible, maybe I still have a glimmer of hope to stop..."

"Hotch, what she said deserves our consideration."

Rossi exchanged glances, Hotch stared at her silently for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Okay, I agree with you to come with me, but you must not act without authorization, you must obey my command."

"no problem."

On the way, the rain gradually weakened, and there was an oppressive atmosphere in the carriage, and everyone kept silent.

Uriah glanced at JJ's cock beside him very vaguely, lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"where are we going?"

"West Texas, Gorman Orphanage."

Uriah raised his eyebrows in surprise, "So... I was an orphan once, right?"

Rossi stared at her for two seconds, then calmly said: "It seems that you have guessed it."

Yes, otherwise, what reason can explain all this?All these years, she really thought about it, but she couldn't figure out where the bad relationship was formed, and where it all started, but she just ignored another possibility, maybe, it never started.

She is not from this world.

The sound of the rain outside the window was very regular, falling on the window sill and the floor one after another, dripping from the gaps in the dilapidated eaves, and lightly hitting the back of his hands and cheeks, very cold.

If it wasn't for the pain in his forehead that kept stimulating Reid's nerves, maybe he wouldn't have opened his eyes, but would have chosen to continue sleeping.

He tried to listen to all the sounds around him with his ears, and to smell everything with his nose. Based on his years of field experience, he judged what kind of situation he was in at the moment.

The light source was in the opposite room, and no voices, footsteps, or other sounds were heard. The sound of the rain seemed to cover everything. At this moment, he was lying on the cold and damp floor, his hands and feet were tied up with ropes, It may be frozen, or it may be tied too tightly, which prevents blood circulation and has paralyzed perception.

[Fortunately not Uriah...]

This idea suddenly appeared in his mind, and Reid couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, even smiling under such circumstances.

If it was a few years ago, he would probably be scared to cry at this time.

"why are you laughing?"

A hoarse and curious voice suddenly came from above Reid's head.

For a moment, Reid was terrified.

The house was obviously in disrepair, with signs of dilapidation everywhere, not to mention the dim lighting, and the pouring rain outside, it was almost impossible to see anything clearly, but the man's eyes were surprisingly big in the darkness, and he could not see anything clearly. It was surprisingly bright, and when the voice suddenly sounded in this barren and empty room, it was like a ghost suddenly appearing in a horror movie, making one's scalp numb.

[WHATTHEF——]

Reid's expression went blank for a moment, and he immediately stabilized his emotions with amazing willpower. Although he was frightened, he didn't look away, but looked back straight.

"I'm laughing because I thought, fortunately, it's me here." He replied calmly, not even forgetting to greet the dangerous person, "Hi, Owen, I finally see you."

"Hello, Spencer·Reid." The dangerous man seemed to dislike his calm appearance at the moment, walked around his body and walked to the door to turn on the light. In an instant, the dim yellow light lit up the whole room.

Reid narrowed his eyes, finally seeing his face clearly.

About 1.8 meters tall, with a slightly thin body, sharp facial features, big gray-blue eyes, and long dark golden hair messily falling on his shoulders, Owen looks like a handsome and down-and-out young artist. When he is not talking, The temperament is decadent and depressed.

"Unfortunately, we are saying goodbye forever."

And when he opened his mouth to speak, those eyes, which were somewhat similar to Uriah's, leaked dense, endless black mud-like malice.

"...Okay, can I ask a question?" Reid licked his almost frozen lips, coughed lightly, and then continued: "Why, did you do this? Why, is it Uriah?"

Owen stared at him for a while, then picked up a pen on the table, no, after a closer look, Reid found that it was actually a metal carving knife with a sharp blade, shining terrifyingly under the light.

"You don't know what my full name is, do you?" Owen casually played with the carving knife in his hand, the blade spun quickly between his fingers, and the places where the sharp blade cut were connected into strips of silver light.

"My name is Owen Wood, and I was born in Portland, the Rose City on the Columbia River," Owen approached him step by step, with a low and soft voice, "My sister Rosalind Wood, who is three years younger than me, was also born there .Oh, by the way, her current name is Uriah Vogt."

"Just listen to the beginning, you might think this is a warm and romantic story," Owen said with a blank face, but he grabbed Reid's collar fiercely, pulled him up from the ground, and stabbed him hard "Unfortunately, the story was so bad from the beginning, they forcibly took her from me, forced her to forget me, made her not recognize me, forced her to leave me, and even planned to make us never Meet - this makes me, how can I bear it..."

Reid bit his lips tightly, and trembled all over, but he didn't even utter a painful urge. He suddenly had a very bad premonition—the wound was painful, but far away, not fatal.

Far from enough.

The author has something to say: In short... the three-dimensional dimension is a bit too oppressive and full, anyway, finally, there is some breathing room.It has been maybe two years or so, and I have hardly written an article.

感觉这段时间失去了很多也成长了很多。希望我日后还能坚持。这篇文已经快到尾声啦，happyending哦~谢谢看过的大家！感谢在2019-07-0121:41:43~2020-01-1603:11:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: wait and feed a bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!