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gifted-burnout-archive · 4 years

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Vices (Part Five)

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Author’s Note: Look, I am know that using gifs of Spencer Reid looking fine as fuck with his long locks and facial hair is probably why you clicked on this story in the first place, but joke’s on you because I knew you’d do it before you did. What I’m saying is I have watched so much criminal minds I think I’m now apart of the BAU. Enjoy this chapter, prepare for an escalation with the next one.

Warning: Honestly, nothing too triggering in this one. Enjoy not being mentally scarred!

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: As Dr Reid reaches three years sober, a case comes to the BAU that his old vice Dilaudid plays a key role in – the only witness to the murders is a young woman who abuses the drug to forget. Can Spencer break through to her and catch their killer before he strikes again?

Read ‘Vices (Part One)’ here, ‘Vices (Part Two)’ here, ‘Vices (Part Three)’ here, and ‘Vices (Part Four)’ here. Explore the Masterlist here.

Part Six is up now! Read it here.

Over the course of the following twelve hours, Y/N was kept under constant surveillance by the BAU and LAPD. It was a safety precaution, just until they caught the Cali Slasher, but Y/N found the constant company rather comforting. It took her mind away from the cravings, experiencing a normal life for the first time in years. It was like, just for that twelve hours or so, like she wasn’t who she was.

Rossi took over from Morgan, spending the evening with Y/N, teaching her how to make pasta from scratch, paired with a delicious grape soda, upon Reid’s request. The last thing the doctor wanted was for Y/N to find a new dependency. Then, Garcia spent the night, and when Y/N couldn’t sleep the pair watched Audrey Hepburn movies. They both fell asleep halfway through Funny Face, waking to the sound of the doorbell at 6 am, Garcia greeting Hotch at the door in fuzzy pink pyjamas and her hair still in curlers.

“Penelope.” Hotch greeted, walking into the house’s foyer, looking over at Y/N, who was tidying up from their night of cinema. “They need you back at the precinct, contacting old neighbours and relatives of past victims.” He said quietly, and Garcia excused herself to go get ready, leaving Hotch and Y/N alone.

“Would you like something to drink?” Y/N spoke first, making her last trip to the kitchen, and placing the last of the dishes into the dishwasher before turning it on.

“I brought us both breakfast. It’s in the car.” Hotch responded, silence filling the air again. The pair couldn’t manage to look at one another directly, and only when Garcia was about to leave did Hotch speak up once more, excusing himself to fetch the aforementioned breakfast.

“Take care, my love.” Garcia pulled Y/N into a tight hug, the younger woman left a little unsure by the action before hugging back. It felt nice, such a level of intimacy, of compassion. Like the BAU actually cared about her.

Garcia disappeared to the waiting car, Hotch coming back in with two cups of coffee and a small bag of pastries, setting them on the kitchen counter.

“I want to say sorry.” He spoke up, rather out of the blue, causing Y/N to look over. “On behalf of the BAU and LAPD… Had we caught the man who did this to you sooner, you would have never been in this situation to begin with.”

“Are you going to catch him this time?” Y/N asked after a moment of thought, the BAU unit chief looking up to meet her eyes for the first time in twelve years.

“Yes.”

“Then there is nothing to apologise for.” Y/N said decidedly. “I’m going to change.” She added on, looking down at her pyjamas and slippers.

“I’ll warm up the croissants.” Hotch offered, and with a nod from the young woman his team were trying so desperately to redeem, Hotch made himself busy in the kitchen, and Y/N headed to the bedroom, the first time in years a smile settling onto her face with little intention of moving anytime soon.

Meanwhile, at LAPD Headquarters, JJ, Prentiss, Morgan and Rossi were interviewing relatives of previous victims, looking for connections between the murdered girls and Y/N, while Garcia and Reid were trying to narrow a multi-county search. The team was in full swing, Rossi relaying any possible leads to Hotch via text.

By 2pm, Hotch switched out with Detective Caldwell and Officer Gomez, the pair taking the few belongings Y/N had managed to keep with them. Hotch gathered the team after a morning of interviews, looking to share on what they got from the relatives and neighbours. So many grieving souls, hoping for closure no one was certain would come, but it seemed that Hotch, after spending a few hours with Y/N, had received the boost in drive needed to close the case once and for all, much like the rest of the team had.

“Garcia.” Hotch said, alerting the tech analyst to begin the presentation. All the responses that the team had compiled that morning and early afternoon had been filtered into an algorithm set up by the tech savvy blonde genius, looking for key phrases, words used excessively to describe the teen girls who met a horrid fate, a chart coming up on the screen.

“Ok, so, from all the statements made by relatives, I gathered key words, finding that all the girls were most commonly described as ‘beautiful, ‘kind’, and ‘funny’, which does nothing to narrow down our search.” Garcia sighed, but Reid seemed intrigued by the word bubble on screen.

“Garcia, of the 12 girls, were there any similarities in schools? Look specifically at Y/N and Rachel Durham?” Reid asked, and Garcia pulled out her laptop, tapping away for a few moments.

“Within our comfort zone, the twelve girls are split across three different high schools: South Pasadena, Franklin and White Hill.” Garcia stated. “Rachel Durham and Y/N attended different high schools.”

“Could you tell me what the most commonly used words were to describe the last three victims from twelve years ago?” Reid asked again, the team intrigued to see where he was going with this. Again, Garica tapped away, the image on the screen changing.

“This time it’s ‘smart, ‘beautiful’, and ‘bright’.” Garcia concluded.

“Do we still have the families out there of Rachel and Lesley?” Reid asked, JJ nodding, heading out to collect the aunt of Rachel Durham and the close family friends of Lesley Bradshaw.

“Elise Durham, Frank and Martha Hold, this is the BAU. Dr Reid has some questions to ask you about Lesley and Rachel, please take a seat.” JJ introduced the team, the three adults sitting down, rather intimidated by the FBI agents surrounding them.

“Mrs Durham, Mr and Mrs Hold, you both described Rachel and Lesley in very similar ways, may I ask why you talked so much about the intelligence of the girls?” Reid asked, the three looking at the young agent for a moment before Elise spoke up.

“Our Rachel was a very bright young woman. Took after my brother, wanted to go into Sciences. She received extra work through the school for computer science, part of the robotics club.” Elise explained, tearing up. Morgan was quick to hand over a tissue.

“Lesley was similar, but her focus was biology…” Frank explained, looking at Elise with a mixture of shock and confusion. “She was part of a program for it, wanted to become a doctor, discover vaccines. She talked about it all the time.”

“When you say program, what do you mean?” Hotch asked, arms folded.

“Well, she was very excited about getting into it, it happened about a month before she passed… Some university program that the local schools helped to run.” Frank explained, and Prentiss nodded.

“Thank you so much for staying.” She said, opening the door for them to file out.

“Will this help find the man who did this?” Elise asked before she left, and Emily smiled.

“We hope so.” Once the door had shut, Reid glanced over at Garcia.

“Twelve years ago, Caltech launched a brand new program to encourage girls into STEM careers. University professors would tutor participants on weekends, as well as assign them AP level school work, with the hope being that participants would get some sort of scholarship to Caltech once they graduated high school.” Garcia sighed. “All three high schools in the comfort zone were a part of the program…”

“So, our unsub is a university professor?” Morgan asked, and Reid grabbed his coat.

“Only one way to find out. I would suggest you all head over to Caltech, I’ll talk to Y/N.”

“Reid,” Hotch called out, stopping the doctor for a moment, “Keep your phone on.”

“I’ll see you soon.” Reid replied, rushing out the door to jump in an SUV, speeding towards the safehouse.

“Caldwell, Gomez, Knowles will be needing you. We think we have a lead.” Y/N heard a familiar voice at the door, followed by the sounds of Caldwell and Gomez rushing out to the awaiting car, and finally the front door closing. She had been in the middle of tidying up a board game Gomez had convinced her and Caldwell to play, looking up as Dr Spencer Reid rounded the corner.

“Everything ok?” She asked, placing the game back on the shelf it had been brought from, looking back at the doctor, who took a moment to catch his breath. When he didn’t respond right away, Y/N walked over to him, placing a shaky hand on his arm. “Dr Reid, you’re scaring me a little.”

“Y/N, what subject did you do exceedingly well in at school?” Spencer asked, moving her to sit down on the couch. Y/N raised an eyebrow at the question, confused by why he asked, but decided to indulge him.

“I… I was really good at maths. Took AP level classes in my freshman year.” She responded.

“Were those AP level classes part of a program based at Caltech?” Reid asked again, and Y/N let out a happy laugh.

“Yeah, it was a Women in STEM program the university just began to run.” She stopped for a moment, her eyebrows furrowing, her smile fading, and a voice yelling in the back of her head began:

Don’t go any further. Forget instead.

Y/N pulled her feet onto the couch, beginning to scratch at them over her slippers.

“Why… Why do you ask, Pretty Boy?” Her voice wavered, and Reid’s face turned to one of concern, of pity, of worry.

“Y/N, there was a professor in the program who took interest in you. Tutored you…” Spencer said softly, placing his hand on top of hers. “Who was he?”

With a single question, years of denial and illusion were shattered.

Memories Y/N had repressed of her weekends at Caltech, of family dinners with her tutor, of his smile, his voice, his eyes. Those green eyes that haunted her nightmares had been the same ones so invested in her future, in her. Six months of her life spent getting to know the man, of learning under him, of preparing for her future with his help, it was all overshadowed by a truth Y/N had fought so hard to forget, so desperately to rid herself of.

“Dr Adrian Black…” She whispered, staring into space as a single tear rolled down her cheek. With a name, Reid jumped up from the couch, dialling Garcia’s number.

“Garcia, I need you to find all the information you can on Doctor Adrian Black, he’s a professor at Caltech. I think he’s our unsub.” Reid said quickly, hanging up the phone for a photo to appear a few moments later on his screen. “Y/N, is this him?” He asked the shocked girl, now curled up on the couch. “Y/N.” He said again, placing his hand on top of hers, bringing her back down to earth. Y/N looked over, her eyes taking a moment to adjust before finally focusing on the picture displayed on Dr Reid’s phone.

The picture of her rapist. Of her parents’ killer. A picture of the man who had ruined her life, sparkling green eyes and all.

“It’s him.”

With confirmation, Reid phoned back Garcia, calling for an APB to be put out on the doctor, and for as many officers that could be spared to be sent to Caltech. The bastard lived on campus.

There were few things that made Reid sick to his stomach, but the more he looked at the photo, the more he came to realise that he had met the unsub before. In fact, they had worked together.

During Spencer’s six year span at Caltech, from the ages of 13 to 19, he had worked alongside some of the greatest minds in the US to obtain his doctorates in Mathematics, Chemistry and Engineering. It was undeniable that Reid was a genius, the young man working beside men and women twice his age. Men like Doctor Adrian Black, who asked Reid to co-write one of his Mathematics lectures when Reid was 19.

The same year Black was raping and murdering girls.

The same year Black raped Y/N and murdered her parents.

There were few things that made Reid sick to his stomach, but looking at the sole survivor of a man he assisted all those years ago, it made the young doctor nauseous.

“... Reid?” Spencer snapped back to reality as Y/N called on him, the young woman looking concerned. “Are you alright?”

“Sorry, what was your question?” He asked, and Y/N let out a sweet giggle. In spite of everything, Y/N had managed to giggle at the FBI Agent’s faux pas, surprising both parties.

“I was just asking if you need to be with your team?” She said once more, stood on the far side of the kitchen, pulling out a few items that were what Reid could only assume would create dinner.

“What? No, not a chance.” Reid stood up from the couch, heading over to the kitchen, examining the ingredients: dried pasta, onions, tomatoes, bacon. It was more than obvious that Rossi had been there the night before.

“I mean, you solved the case.” Y/N pointed out, hesitating for a moment before lifting the knife into her hand and beginning to chop the tomatoes.

“I think Hotch knows best to keep me here… I don’t really know what I’d do if I came face to face with… Him.” The last word dripped off Spencer’s tongue with such malice it caused Y/N to look up.

“You don’t seem like the murdering type, Pretty Boy.” She commented, pausing her food preparation to look up at him, to try and profile the profiler.

“I’m not… But when men like him do things like that…” Reid started, his fists clenched in anger, only to loosen upon a hand settling gently on his wrist.

“They face justice…” She reminded him. “Now, Pretty Boy, why don’t you chop up an onion for us while I put the pasta on to boil?” She suggested, turning her back to him and beginning to busy herself at the stove, boiling a pot of water and adding in half a bag of penne pasta. Reid watched her for a moment, quite in awe of her calm demeanour, before following instruction, beginning to chop the last of the tomatoes and the onion into small slices.

The pair worked together without much talk shared, and as Reid stirred together the last ingredients of the sauce, Y/N set the dining room table for two, taking a moment to glance out the window onto the lamplit street. She had never really felt safe in homes like this after what happened, but for the first time, Y/N didn’t feel the need to close the curtains and hide away; didn’t feel a need to triple check all the doors were locked, all the windows bolted. It was, of course, due to the BAU finally being on their way to catch Dr Black, but in that house, she smiled as her feeling of security walked through the archway, two plates of pasta in his hands, a smile on his face.

“Rossi’s recipes are unbeatable.” Reid stated, setting down the two plates before pulling out a chair for Y/N. She sat down, and only once she was comfortable did Spencer take his own seat.

“I’ll need to pester him for more. I don’t think I’ve even cracked the surface.” She smiled, the pair taking a moment before turning back to their food and beginning to eat. Y/N’s appetite had been all over the place, and while a part of her would refuse, she was hungry, and she wanted to eat. Dr Reid had even made a conscious effort to serve her a smaller portion of food, with the hopes being she would be able to eat it all.

About halfway through dinner, Y/N looked up from her plate, glad she had managed to eat a fair amount of her meal, and took a moment to look at the doctor, who was eating so quickly she wouldn’t be surprised if he had simply forgotten to eat before then that day.

“Dr Reid.” Y/N grabbed his attention, Reid taking a moment to swallow and wipe his mouth with a serviette.

“Please, call me Spencer.” He insisted, and Y/N smiled.

“Spencer... “ Y/N corrected herself, causing the doctor to smile. “There’s something that’s been bugging me for the past few days, I was hoping you could provide an answer.”

“With an eidetic memory and an IQ of 187, I can give it my best shot.” Reid said with a grin.

“What are you a doctor in?”

“Mathematics, Chemistry and Engineering.”

“Then how is it you know so much about Dilaudid?” Y/N asked, the pair locking eyes as Spencer thought over his answer. He wasn’t quite sure what to say, instead reaching up and pulling his new good luck token from his shirt pocket. And while he was, indeed, too clever to believe in luck coming from a piece of engraved metal, everything about holding it just felt right. He placed it on the table and slid it over to Y/N, who picked the token up with curiosity.

“3 months?” She asked, and Reid shook his head.

“3 years…”

“Congratulations.” She smiled, flipping the coin over through her fingers, just like Spencer did, before handing it back.

“Take it.” Reid blurted, his eyes going wide as he said it, Y/N’s expression copying his own. But after a moment, he knew he meant the words, and continued. “When I… When I first started going to meetings, one of my bosses’ gave me his one year chip… Take it as a celebration of 3 days, you can give it back to me when you hit 3 years as well.” He urged, taking her hands in his own and closing them around the cool metal coin.

“You’re sure I’ll get there?” Y/N seemed wary, but Reid nodded, moving his hands back to his cutlery, continuing to eat his dinner. Y/N smiled, taking another moment to look over the coin before setting it beside her, picking up her fork and making an active effort to finish the food they had prepared together.

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untoldtalesofasinner · 4 years

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The End

Who would have thought that I’d be here years later wishing that I was young and naïve. Wishing every adult would tell me that I have to wait unit I am older, to go run off while that adults talk. I feel like I know too much now. I don’t want to know, I want to be young and confused. I want to go on with my day that consist of picking daisy’s and sneaking one more piece of candy. I just want you to know that I haven’t even taken a real breath since that day. That I haven’t unclenched my jaw since that day. That I can now describe to you in elaborate detail what my bedroom ceiling looks like at night since that day. I’m scared of you, scared of what you are capable of. Scared of the limits you are willing to push it to. I see your hurt. I see it for more than face value. I feel everything you are feeling and I am just so sorry I don’t know what to do. I still don’t have it figured out myself I don’t know what to offer you. But take it all, please. Take what you need from me, I’ll heal. I won’t heal if you aren’t here.

The day my mom died I knew a part of me died. A part that would never heal. Its as if a part of my soul shut the lights off and put up an “out of business” sign. I knew that day that I would have to hold onto the parts that were alive and push them to work in overdrive to make up for the parts that were dead. So when 15 years passed and I got the phone call that brought me to my knees I not only knew but felt in the depths of my being that every part of my soul shut their lights off. The people picked up and moved to a different town and now there was nothing but darkness.

If someone asked me if I knew I’d be here in my life right now I wouldn’t believe it. But I am and I’m thriving in it since I worked my ass off to get here. I have a colorful past and a list of regrets and bad habits. Years of retraining my mind, body, and soul gave me the power to reinvent myself into someone I wouldn’t of recognize ten hell five years ago. I am an editor of a publishing company of my dreams, living in a city I love and married to a man I didn’t know existed. I twist my wedding ring around my finger admiring the bright city lights of Seattle outside my office, while reflecting on the journey its been. You have to do that every now and then to stay humble. I turn back to my desk and begin to pack up for the day. Another long night and the building is almost deserted aside from the janitor and myself. Everyone now a days seems to leave at 3:58PM on a Friday. My husbands name lights up my phone and I smile to myself.

“Hi Honey, I’m wrapping up now. What should we do for dinner tonight?” I asked.

“I am actually almost to your office” He trailed off and hesitates.

“Oh, is something wrong?” My body freezes file in hand. Refusing to make another mood until the panic that has set in is subsided as over dramatics.

“Have you talked to your parents today?” He asks.

Panic settles.

“Grace?”

Panic ignites.

Before I can reply my phone buzzes with another call. My dad.

“James, what is going on? My dad is calling me now.” My voice faulters and you can hear the panic slipping in.

“Talk to him please. I am on my way up now, walking into the elevator.” He says breathlessly.

“James please tell me right now what is going on.” The line goes dead, leaving me to answer my incoming call.

I pause.

“Hi dad.”

“Grace…” He sighs. Right there all the air has been sucked out of my lungs. My dad rarely called me by my birth name unless I was in trouble. I wait for him to continue.

“….it’s your brother…Ryan…” He continues his voice cracking.

“What.” Was all I could get out in a short gasp.

“H-He’s killed him-....he’s gone.” The phone slips out of my hand and crashed to the ground. The lights from the window take a hard wave to the left than right. My knees hit the ground like magnets pulled me and I am clutching my chest because suddenly now I can’t breathe.

I can’t breathe.

I can’t BREATHE.

I CAN’T BREATHE.

Someone is pulling on my wrist but I can’t see. I didn’t even notice I was squeezing my eyes shut, my eyes snap open and the tear flood gates open. James tugs on my wrist lightly but my body doesn’t budge. He grabs both my hands in his and looks into my eyes searching for life. I feel like someone has vacuumed out my insides and all that’s left is a hallow core. I shake my head and clench my eyes shut again hoping that this isn’t real and its all a dream. Its not real I repeat in my head like a mantra. I almost drown in my tears before I feel James shift his weight.

“We need to go. Are you ready?” I look up to him and his own tear stained face, break free of his grasp to attempt my best to move. When I stand my body feels weird like its not mine anymore. I stand in the same spot and stare at the same city lights where everything changed. I shuffle half a step over at the uncomfortableness of it all, twist my ring, and continue to watch the city breathe. James touches my arm and I turn to him. He has my laptop bag and purse over one shoulder, his free hand offered out to me. I wrap my arms around my body and squeeze. Maybe if I hold on a little tighter it won’t feel like everything is getting sucked out. Maybe it’ll help the pain that keeps throbbing in my chest. I ignore his open hand and start my journey. My new journey. A part of me wishes I never got up off the ground.

The car ride to my parents house is quite and I am not sure if that’s what I want or not. I want to scream and also never speak again. Memories of the after math of my moms death start to seep into my new one and I can’t recognize which hurt is which anymore. I think of Ryan, my best friend, my baby brother. My hollow feeling in my body aches as my mind plays a reel of his whole life in my head. I see him smiling and running as I hose from the porch at five. I see him cry because he is sad and doesn’t understand why at seven. I see him arms crossed looking at my new boyfriend up and down at 10. I see him touch my hand lightly face full of protection and worry when I cried on Christmas at 14. The reel gets faster and faster, all the memories coming in and going out so fast that my eyes start to water. I don’t want them to go. James glances go from every thirty second to every ten once the single tear escapes. I suck in as much air through my teeth as possible and decide his worry now annoys me. He reaches for my hand but my arms are still tightly locked around my body. I have to keep it all in you don’t understand. I will die if I let go.

“Please don’t shut me out.” He whispers.

My elastic band of patience stretches thin.

“Please.” He sighs softly.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I snap. My jaw clenches down so hard I feel my teeth shake the pain unnoticeable. I wanted to do this right? I want to pick this apart and push the wedge further. He looks defeated and doesn’t entertain me with a reply. The remainder of the ride is silent.

The car slows and stops in front of my parents somberly lit house. When my mother died right before I turned fourteen my half siblings, father, and step mother were not sure how to handle it. So I’ve spent the past fifteen years trying to figure it out. I inhale as much air as I possibly can and exit the car with James in tow. We enter through the garage and the house is quite except for the low hum of the dishwasher. My heels click on the hardwood as I make my way to the sitting room. In the dim light I find my family with agony painted on all of their faces.

“Hi” My sister says, clutching the newest bundle of joy to her chest tighter. Aria is sound asleep in her arms with no knowledge of what is going on around her. Her other two boys in the room next room softly arguing about what video game to play. Her husband sits at her feet looks up to smile half a fraction in our direction. I move my line of site over to where my parents sit in arm chairs in front of the huge window of the front yard. I kneel in between their two chairs covering their hands with mine.

“Dad?” I say quietly. He bows his head and shakes with sobs.

“Layla?” My step mom shakes her head pulling her lips into a tighter line. Tears flowing with no sign of stopping. Her inaudible sorrow made me feel like someone was cutting me in half with a butter knife. I hang my head and take a deep breath willing myself to keep it together. Please let me be this for them. But I can’t help the few tears that escape. James hands my stepmom a fresh cup of coffee and she takes it with a shaky hand.

“Does anyone else need a refill?” He asks. I roll back on my heels and file this moment under why he is my husband. I walk to the kitchen to see him refilling cups with various drink orders. He hands me a cup of coffee and like he knew my thoughts he slides a hand around my waist and pulls me closer. I set my mug on the island and cup his face with one hand. We simultaneously lean in until our lips briefly meet. He tightens his body around me and places a gentle kiss on my forehead. We separate after a beat and I help him carry drinks into the sitting room. I set a drink down next to my dad and move to sit between my parents again, clutching my mug for dear life.

“Where is Max?” My voice echoes in the silence. Max was the youngest of us, barley graduated from high school. I got a sudden rush of anger at the unfairness this is to him. Layla’s head perks up half a fraction.

“He’s upstairs in his room. Can you please check on him honey?” Before she can finish her sentence I rise and head towards the stairs. Both boys’ rooms are right from the top of the stairs. I face the wall with a door to my right and left, calling out for Max. No response. I stare at the door to my right. It’s his room. Ryan’s. I give the door a slight push and it opens a couple of inches. A cool breeze hits me and I travel to a different time. A better one.

“Okay, don’t tell dad I’m letting you drive.” My hand hovers over the E brake.

“Oh come on! I haven’t told him any other secret.” Ryan gives me a sideways glace and crooked smile.

“Touché” I laugh as he punches the gas.

“RYAN BRAKES.” But its too late and we hit the one light pull in the parking lot.

“OoOoOo you are going to be in so much trouble.” Ryan chokes out between convulsing fits of laugher.

“Ryan-“ I slap his arm “you are going to owe me for the rest of your life.”

“If you cover me now I will owe you for the rest of my life.” He held up three fingers in scouts honor.

“Plus how would you begin to explain that YOU let a thirteen year old drive.” He shrugs and my jaw drops in the horror of the quick witted monster I have created. We both break out into hysterical laughs.

I close the door and the memories of that time. Close them because I can’t face them right now. I try the left bedroom door.

“Maxie?” I push the door open and there he sits at his desk facing the window.

“Hey Max” I cross the threshold as he swivels his chair around. I’ve never seen him look so distraught. Fresh tears fall his face twisted in pain.

“I don’t understand, Gigi” He puts his face in his hands and makes a noise that sounds like a wounded animal. I rush to him and kneel in front of his chair. He slides to the floor grabbing for me. I collect him in an embrace as he cried why over and over until you can barley understand what he is saying.

“Oh Maxie, I’m so sorry. I love you, okay? I’m so sorry.” I can’t keep it in anymore and my words come out in short gasps. He clings to me so tights I feel like I am suffocating. But its not him that suffocating me, it’s the sadness.

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noplacecalledhome · 6 years

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Colonial Inn

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Featuring free WiFi, Colonial Inn offers accommodations in Pine Hill, just 27 miles from Liberty. Guests can enjoy the on-site bar. Free private parking is available on site.You will find a 24-hour front desk at the property.You can play pool at the hotel. Kingston is 28 miles from Colonial Inn, and Woodstock is 20 miles from the property. The nearest airport is Albany International Airport, 55 miles from Colonial Inn.

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The Inn had a very charming character and great common space to hang out in. It was great to be able to hang out and not just stay in our rooms. Overall, we were very happy with our experience there.

The Colonial Inn has one of the most welcoming hosts I have ever met. Add this to the wonderful ambiance and fascinating decor and you have a destination worth a visit just for itself. And the bed was so very comfortable too!

I liked very much the authenticity of the place and the kindness of the owner and his friends!

This Place was out of this world and we will be going back for sure. There is something magical about the Inn. So much history, it was a GREAT time!

Steve, the host and owner is a most wonderful and sweet guy ! The property is simply too charming with knick knacks and antiques dating back over a century – having been built by a cousin of the second president of the United States. Do not expect hotel like service, but go with a ‘soak in the place & let me lend a hand’ attitude, to spend time with Steve and friends on the property. The surrounding areas make for wonderful walks, with a lake and an abandoned rail road that you shouldn’t miss. As for Isabel, Ella and a Bear story, go there yourself and ask Steve

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Hunter Inn

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Featuring free WiFi, Hunter Inn offers accommodations in Hunter, just 21 miles from Kingston. Free private parking is available on site.Certain units include a private bathroom with a spa tub, and others have free toiletries and a hairdryer. Some accommodations feature a sitting area where you can relax. A balcony or patio are featured in certain rooms. A flat-screen TV is provided.You will find a 24-hour front desk at the property.You can play ping-pong and pool at this hotel, and the area is popular for skiing. Woodstock is 12 miles from Hunter Inn, and Windham is 8 miles away. Albany International Airport is 43 miles from the property.

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The staff was great! It was such a cute and cozy place to stay. Definitely would come again!

It was very close to the mountain which is a bonus the rooms are very Spacious breakfast included

people, food fireplace, entertainer, proxmity to mountain.

Location is great, within 5 minutes from Hunter Mountain. Large and spacious rooms. Great choice of fresh breakfast buffet .

Everything was great.Everyone was great..Owners were friendly!!!

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Cuomo’s Cove

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In the Catskill Mountains, this property features accommodations with a full kitchen and dining area. There is an on-site sauna. Windham Mountain is a 5-minute drive away.Cuomo’s Cove includes suite with a private bathroom. Some have a fireplace, private hot tub, or a terrace with scenic mountain views. Sofa beds are available in some suites.Visitors can use the on-site barbecue facilities at the Windham Cuomo’s Cave. Free Wi-Fi is available in public areas.Hunter Mountain is 13 miles from the property. Catskill Park is 11 miles away.

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I’m a purveyor of the finer things in life and i must say for this price I was impressed. The Cabin was Roomy, Clean and we’ll heated. The beds were the comfiest beds I’ve ever slept on in a traveling setting. A full kitchen, grill, hot tub, electronic fireplace, and two extra sofa beds were amazing extras. I could actually live in that cabin. Great place I’ll be back

I just adore this place. This was my 5th visit and first time staying in one of the upstairs 2 bedroom suites. It’s super comfy and well maintained and feels like home. The view of the sunrise from our deck was unbelievable. Also, the family that runs the place are lovely and super helpful. My family had a special request for our stay and Nichole went above and beyond to accommodate us. The location is great – Windham is adorable and there’s lots to do nearby, although we’re usually too busy enjoying the suites to go out much. I highly recommend staying here

Beautiful view from large deck with private hot tub. Adequately equipped kitchen, fireplace with fire log provided. Old fashion charm. very comfortable.

All the comforts of home! And sunset hot tub deck was amazing!

Size of apartment. Hot tub ready to be used. Towels available. Dishwasher. Active fireplace. Comfortable beds in bedroom. No extra cleaning fee. Friendly reception.

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Villa Vosilla

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Just 3 miles from Hunter Mountain skiing, this hotel features panoramic views, a restaurant, and indoor and outdoor pools. It also has on-site tennis courts and a sauna.Rooms at the Villa Vosilla feature cable TV, a private bathroom, and a work desk. They are styled in bright colors and have a sitting area.Guests can visit the game room with ping-pong for entertainment. A fitness center and a hot tub are also provided at the Catskills Villa Vosilla. Yoga and dance classes are available during select seasons.Ladoria Ristorante has home-style Italian comfort food served al fresco or in the casual dining room. Full bar service is available in the cocktail lounge.Kaaterskill Falls is 7 miles from the hotel. Swimming at North-South Lake is a 15 minute drive away.

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Really fun activity area for the kids/adults too. (indoor pool, big room full of things to do). The restaurant was delicious — they made yummy vegetarian lasagna! Great service — We arrived hours after we had planned (thought we’d arrive by 11) and the night staff was off — he left a note inside to call him, and he rushed in (came over at 2 am) to check us in. It is a fun, classic style hotel, so much more homey than the crowded resort.

We had a great time staying there. I traveled there with my two children and we shared a room with two queen beds. The staff were extremely helpful and greeted us when we arrived at 1am and helped us with the luggage to the room. The beds were comfortable and we had a great breakfast at the dining room onsite. My son loved the pool even though I thought it was too cold to be swimming outside.

Staff was excellent, restaurant on site was very good, price was good for location/amenities, pool & game room are very nice & located within 5 minutes of Hunter Mountain.

I like the location, it is close to the Hunter ski area

Thw outdated rooms of the 70s make it also fun when you walk in (glitter in the ceiling and interesting bathrooms.. We knew this before we arrived so we’re ok with it. Good place to stay with kids, not really a place if you expect high quality rooms. The restaurant was high quality, really great Italian food and also the bar is nice and has a big TV screen.

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Catskill Seasons Inn

Description:

Catskill Seasons Inn offers accommodations in Shandaken. Free WiFi is featured throughout the property and free private parking is available on site.Certain rooms include a private bathroom with a spa tub, and others have free toiletries and a hairdryer. A TV with cable channels is available.There are lots of activities in the area, such as fishing and hiking. Liberty is 29 miles from Catskill Seasons Inn, and New Paltz is 31 miles away. The nearest airport is Albany International Airport, 53 miles from Catskill Seasons Inn.

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Super friendly staff, fast check in, drop key check out. We stay in spa bath room with wood burning fireplace , balcony overlooking the mountain and kitchenette. Nice recently renovated clean room . You can sip champagne in spa bath bobbles on the middle of the room and enjoy the fireplace sound after day of skiing or hiking in this Snow Republic! We got 4 foot of snow. Also it is bar and restaurant on property where you can eat dinner or breakfast.

I dropped 100$, and went in expecting some red roof inn ass place. But we got there and owner greeted us and checked us right in, offered us a discount on a ski lift near by. We got to the room and we’re amazed at how clean it was. We also at dinner and breakfast there, both were amazing. (Get the sasauge egg and cheese, it’s great) This place just opened up this past year and is killing It. Go you!

Overall the Inn exceeded my expectations. Frequently these Catskills Inns or motel’s are very dated and cramped. We paid for a single room with two queen size beds. We got that plus the room was large, clean with a small kitchen and dinning area. We stayed in the separate Chalet building which is more motel like with exterior doors but everything was clean and the room was warm when we go there, it was a mind numbing -3 degrees when we got there but the room was good.

We were met on arrival by the owner who was very friendly and helpful. Our room was clean, comfortable and quiet. Dinner and breakfast in the restaurant were excellent, the staff were lovely.

The Inn and staff were very nice and very helpful, willing to go the extra mile to satisfy our needs or answer our questions.

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The Wheelhouse Inn

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The Wheelhouse Inn provides accommodation in Pine Hill. This inn offers free WiFi. Guests can enjoy mountain views.At the inn, all rooms are fitted with a private bathroom with free toiletries and a hairdryer. Some guest rooms will provide guests with a fridge and a desk.Guests at The Wheelhouse Inn will be able to enjoy activities in and around Pine Hill, like skiing. Discounted lift tickets to Belleayre Mountain, free access to a local fitness centre and pool are also offered during the winter months.Liberty is 26.7 miles from the accommodation, while Kingston is 28 miles away. The nearest airport is Albany International Airport, 54.7 miles from the property.

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The White Dove Rockotel

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Showcasing a terrace and a ski pass sales point, The White Dove Rockotel is located in Woodstock, just 20 miles from New Paltz. Free WiFi is provided throughout the property and free private parking is available on site.Each room is fitted with a flat-screen TV. Certain rooms include a sitting area to relax in after a busy day. A terrace or patio are featured in certain rooms. The rooms include a private bathroom.You will find ticket service at the property.This hotel has ski storage and free use of bicycles is available. A number of activities are available in the area, such as skiing, biking and hiking. Poughkeepsie is 25 miles from The White Dove Rockotel, and Kingston is 10 miles from the property. Albany International Airport is 52 miles away.

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Convenient location, comfortable room with full kitchen, record player and albums, great heating, spotless.

The room was comfortable, clean, unique, easy check-in and check-out, the owners were friendly. Ill definitely be back.

The room was like a perfect little retro studio apartment!

Clean and adorable rooms, very helpful staff, easy access – enjoyed the stay and plan on going back

The wifi was good and the location to the town’s activities very good.

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Hotel Dylan

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Showcasing a seasonal outdoor pool and a ski pass sales point, Hotel Dylan is located in Woodstock. Guests can enjoy the on-site restaurant. Free WiFi is featured throughout the property and free private parking is available on site.Every room at this hotel is air conditioned and is equipped with a flat-screen TV with cable channels. Certain units have a sitting area where you can relax. Every room comes with a private bathroom fitted with a shower. For your comfort, you will find free toiletries and a hairdryer.You will find a shops at the property.You can play ping-pong at this hotel, and the area is popular for skiing. New Paltz is 18 miles from Hotel Dylan, and Poughkeepsie is 23 miles away. The nearest airport is Albany International Airport, 54 miles from the property.

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