*This is another Reid-gets-schizophrenia fan fiction; it's like the first one that I wrote, except Reid becomes much more violent and the repercussions are far more severe. I finally figured out how to submit chapters one by one, being the technical genius that I am (not.) So I plan to continue this and finish it. There will be some language and a lot of violence. Possible character(s) death(s), read at your own risk. And I know everyone says this, but I really like people who review…*

Psychosis

JJ sighed, once again pounding louder on apartment 205; she shifted her weight, trying to get a better grip on Henry, before knocking again.

"Reid!" She shouted. "Open the door!"

Typically, her friend didn't hear her. She gritted her teeth and set the toddler down on the floor. He was getting heavy. "Stay here, Henry," she commanded, and began digging in her purse, searching for her phone.

The door swung open suddenly. JJ let out a sigh of relief. "Oh, hi, Reid," she said, reaching down for Henry; her son had begun to meander off down the hallway.

Reid looked confused. "What're you doing here?" he asked JJ. She paused.

"You said you'd watch Henry," she reminded him.

"Did I?" he muttered. "Okay, then."

She froze. "You forgot?" Reid had never forgotten anything before, as far as she could remember.

"No, I remember now," Reid answered. "Come on in."

Hesitantly, JJ lifted Henry up off the floor and walked into the apartment. Once she had stepped in, she froze.

Reid's apartment had changed drastically since the last time she had seen it; mostly due to the fact that there were numbers and equations scribbled all over every available wall. The equations not only had numbers and letters, but exclamation points, graphs, charts, pyramids, and, from the looks of it, quotations from several different existential philosophers.

My thought is me; that is why I cannot stop thinking. (x+y)^n = (x + y)^(n-2)Q+(x+y)^(n-3)P. And so, I exist because I cannot keep myself from thinking. 5! = (x-789)(6!-x!-12!) ~Jean Paul Sartre

"Math!" Henry exclaimed, and struggled to free himself from JJ's grip.

"Um, Reid?" JJ asked, while trying to restrain Henry.

"Yes?"

"What's all this…stuff all over the walls?" Finally, she gave up and put Henry onto the floor. The boy squealed and ran over to his godfather, grabbing his knees.

"I'm working on something," Reid said shortly.

"Oh," she said, then paused. For some reason, she was beginning to have doubts about leaving Henry with Reid.

"Are you staying?" Reid asked, when she didn't move. "I thought you and Will were going to see a movie." He lifted Henry up and carried him over to the sofa, balancing him on his knee.

"No…no, I'm meeting him right now," JJ said quickly. She was already a little late. "I'll be back in a few hours. Bye, Henry!" She moved forward and gave her son a quick kiss on the forehead. "Bye, Spence. Call me if you need anything."

Reid nodded vaguely.

JJ closed the door, feeling doubtful. She supposed that it was a bit unusual to write out mathematical equations and philosophical quotes all over your walls; but then again, Reid had always been a bit unusual. She had trusted Henry with him many times before. Pushing the doubts to the back of her mind, she started down the hallway.

The movie had been fun, despite Will getting bored every few minutes and wanting to make out in the back of the theater. She had frequently explained to him that that was not how responsible parents were supposed to behave; Will had replied that they weren't responsible parents; at least, not for the night.

"Reid, it's me!" JJ called out. It seemed like he wasn't alone in his apartment; she could hear his voice, as if he were talking to someone. In fact, it sounded like he was having a heated discussion. She frowned at Will as his voice got louder and louder.

"I solved it. You said that if I solved it, you would go away." There was a brief moment of silence, followed by a loud thud. There was some whispering, another thud, and then a scream.

"Spencer?" JJ called, her breathing quickening.

"Look what you've done! YOU SON OF A BITCH. LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" The voice was so contorted with rage almost didn't sound like Spencer.

"Spence, is everything okay?" JJ shouted, pounding on the door. "Reid, let me in!"

Will started pounding, too. "Reid, man, open the door!"

"NO! LEAVE HIM! I CAN'T STOP IT!" There was a smash, followed by a heart-wrenching sob.

JJ froze in horror. "Spence!" she cried out, slamming both fists against the door. "Spence, please, are you alright? Where's Henry?" She heard another smash. "Spence!"

She was distracted as Will ran forward at the door, attempting to kick it in; unfortunately, Will LaMontagne was not Derek Morgan. He collapsed to the ground, clutching his foot. He took his phone out of his pocket.

"Calling the police," he gasped.

A third smash. "Spence, please!" JJ screamed, tears streaming down her face. "Where's Henry?"

There was a long silence; JJ just stood there, her mascara running all over her face, calling out Spencer's name. Finally, to her shock, she heard a click as the door was being unlocked.

The door swung open.

Spencer Reid stood in front of them. He reached out for JJ, his expression pained.

His hands were covered with blood.

*I told you it'd get violent! More to come soon. Any and all reviews are very much appreciated, I could always use suggestions and feedback.*