Disclaimer: Nothing from NCIS or Criminal Minds is mine. I want it to be... but it's not. Too bad too...

A/N: So here's the last chapter. I think this story needed just a little bit more closer so I added a few scenes. Review if you want to. Thanks guys. ;D


At the hospital, Sophie was all patched up. All her injuries were "minor", but the doctor wanted to keep her over night just to be safe. "I don't see why I have to stay here. I'm fine," she told her father.

"The doctor says you have to so you do. I'm not about to argue," McGee told his daughter. "Also, you need to talk to one of the FBI agents about what happened."

"Why? Don't they already know?"

"They know about some of it, but not all. They need to know about all of it, just in case the case goes to trial."

"Why would it go to trial? They found in in the house in his mother's name with me in the basement. They have him on video, for God's sake!"

"I know. But, it's a possibility. And its also good to talk about it with someone."

"Who do you think they'll send?" she asked him.

"I don't know. Probably a woman."

"I hope its Spencer. I don't want to talk to someone I don't know."

"You know, I don't get something. Why do you trust him? He only found you."

"I don't know. I just do. You've never had that feeling before Dad?"

"No. I can't believe I'm having this conversation with my fifteen year old daughter." He laughed.

She laughed too. "I'm not a kid anymore, Dad." She looked away.

"Soph, I'm sorry I couldn't keep my promise to you."

"Dad, that was ten years ago. It doesn't matter. It isn't your fault. I still love you."

"I love you too, sweetheart."

A doctor came in mid-hug and said, "I need to check her vitals." She clung to her dad as he walked over and whimpered when he was a foot away.

"Can't you send in a woman? I thought everyone was informed of this."

"Oh, you're the rape victim," he said. At the word 'rape' she swallowed hard."I'll send in a nurse in a few minutes." A nurse walked in a few seconds later checked her out and left just as Spencer Reid walked in.

"Agent Reid," McGee said. "Its good to see you."

"Good to see you to, Agent McGee," Reid said. "Hotch sent me to talk to Sophie. Hey," he said to Sophie.

"Hi," she said back.

"Tim, Tony's outside. He says he wants to talk to you."

"Okay, I'll be just outside if you two need me."

He walked out and there was an awkward silence before Reid cleared is throat and asked, "H-How are you?"

"I'm as fine as I can be after what happened."

"Right, so you know why I'm here. Um, if you get uncomfortable we can stop and talk about something else for a while. We don't have to rush things and we can take it as slow as you like."

"Okay. Don't you start with a question, or something?"

"Uh, yeah right. Um, so why don't you start from where he grabbed you. What happened?"

"Well, I was sitting at home on a staff development day, and my dad had just left for work. I thought I heard someone behind me. When I turned around there was no one there so I decided to ignore it. Then something clamped over my mouth and there was a pinch on my arm. Then I got really tired, and everything went black."

Okay, so it was starting out well. She wasn't sqirmming or talking weird so Reid decided to push forward. "What happened when you woke up?"

"I was lying on a bed, tied up."

"To the bed or just on it?"

"I was just on it."

"How were you lying?"

"What do you mean?"

"Like, were you on your back, your stomach…"

"I was on my side facing the wall. The door was behind me and there was nothing else in the room."

"What happened after that?"

"I was about to scream but someone covered my mouth and put a gun to my head." She was starting to get antsy and he was about to move the conversation to something else when she continued. "He told me that if I screamed, he would put a bullet in my brain. I didn't want to die, so I kept my mouth shut."

"How did his voice sound? Was it calm or excited or something else?"

"It was really calm. That's what scared me the most."

"Okay. Go on."

"He pulled out a phone and he said he was calling my dad. After a few exchanges, he gave me the phone and I talked to him. He then said that time was up and he grabbed the phone away. After he hung up, he got really angry and he hit me in the stomach and when I wouldn't stop crying he grabbed my hair, flipped me on my back and slapped me. He then laid down on top of me and ripped my shirt open…"

Reid could see she was getting really uncomfortable so he said, "Okay, let's move on to something else. How do you like school?"

Sniffing and wiping her eyes she said, "It's okay. I don't have many friends. I'm kind of a nerd."

He laughed at this. "Yeah, I know what that's like. Being a genius does that to you. I never really like high school."


"I was bullied and beat on everyday. I only had one friend."

"Who was it?"

"Her name was Katie. She was in the same grade I was, and was almost my protector."

"That's nice," she said with a smile.

"Yeah. So about what happened…" The interview continued for several hours with Reid stopping when she was uncomfortable. When they stopped the interview, the topic turned mostly to Reid. Some of it was about what happened in Georgia and other times it was about what had happened when he was a kid. He told her things he hadn't even told Morgan. Why, he didn't know, but he did.

When they finally finished, she was fine and so was he. As he got up to leave, she hugged him. "Thank you for finding me."

He was slightly stunned by this, but he hugged her back. "Your welcome. Hey," he said, breaking apart, "if you ever need to talk, you can aways call me." He handed her a business card with his cell number on it. "Always." She nodded and he walked out sending her father back in.

"How was it, honey?" he asked. "It took a while."

"I know. It was fine. We finished."

"Good. You'll be okay, you know that?"

"I know, Dad. I know."


McGee shot out of bed at the sound of his daughter screaming. He automatically ran to her room and tried to wake her up. This had been happening for the past week and the only thing McGee knew to do, was to hold her and tell her everything was gonna be all right. Her nightmares were getting steadily worse and he didn't know how to help her. "Soph!" he yelled. "Soph! IT's a dream. Wake up! Sophie!"

The teen looked as if she was jerked from her dream state and her eyes were glazed over. "Dad?" she asked. "Daddy?"

"It's all right," he whispered hugging her tightly. Her hands grasped tight wads of her father's t-shirt. "I'm here. Nothing's gonna hurt you. Not anymore." Her terrified sobs not only shook her body but his. He cooed her into a state of silence and they sat there for a half hour.

"Dad," she whispered. "I don't know what to do. I can't take much more of this."

"I'll take a few days off," he said. "Maybe if we get away, it'll make you feel better," he suggested.

"No, Gibbs needs you," she said. "I guess I could always call Spencer," she said, not to her father but to herself.

"I think that's a good idea," he said hugging her close to him. "Call him tomorrow."

"Okay," she whispered. "I'm sorry Dad."

"Sorry for what?" he asked looking down at her. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"I'm just...sorry. I want everything to go back to normal, but..."

"I don't care," he said. "You're home, you're safe, and that's all that matters. I love you, honey."

"I love you too, Dad," she whimpered hugging her father tighter.


Reid was sitting at his desk when his work phone rand. "Reid," he answered.

A small voice spoke on the other end. "Hi, Spencer. It's Sophie..." the soft voice said.

"Hey, Soph," he said putting down his pen. "What's up?"

"Well, you told me I could call anytime and well, my dad's been really busy with work and stuff," she started but Reid stopped her.

"Are you alone?" he asked.

"No," she replied. "My neighbor's staying with me. My dad won't let me be alone after what happened. But..." she continued, "he hasn't really been around all that much. Cases and stuff. I mean, he wanted to take a few days off. Get away from DC maybe, get my mind off of it..."

"I think that might actually might be a good idea," Reid said leaning forward. "There's something else though..."

"I knew I shouldn't have called a profiler," she joked. "But yes, there is something else." She paused as if trying to find the right words. "My nightmares have been getting worse."

"How bad?" he asked, thinking back to how bad his were.

"Every night I wake up screaming," she whispered so faintly Reid almost couldn't hear her. "I'm so afraid that my dad won't come running in anymore and that he doesn't care..." The tears were very plain in her voice now and Reid was trying to keep his own emotions in check. He knew what it was like, the plague of constant nightmares. "I just want the pain to stop," she cried. "I want it all to go away, but it won't."

"It will," he assured her. "It gets better. You just have to talk it out with someone. Talk out what you're feeling. I know it sounds cliche but it really does help."

Her muffled sniffs came from the other line as she stopped crying. "Thank you."

"For what?" he asked.

"For caring so much," she replied. "I actually have to go," she said after a pause. "I'll call you later. And I may take your advice."

"Good to hear," he said with a smile. "Bye Sophie."

"Good bye Spencer." When she hung up the phone, she immediately felt as if a weight had been lifted off of her. "Thank you," she said to the air. "Thank you."


A/N: So that's the end now. I though we needed a little more closer so I added these last few scenes. Hope you liked the revisement. I corrected all my mistakes that other people so kindly pointed out to me too, so if you want to go back and re-read it's at least a little better than it was. Thank you so much for reading!