This story just popped into my head, its not very good, infact it kinda sucks but I gave it a go. All mistakes are mine, Enjoy

I think this is a one shot.

Morgan's voice was so loud yet it was hard to hear over all the noises the building was making. There was a loud thump behind me that made me jump. I turned to look at what it was but the ground under me started to shake. I reached out grabbing a hold of Morgan's arm causing him to look at me.

My eyes grew wide as I looked down at the concrete floor that shifted again, I felt something hard shove my chest causing me to walk backwards, and I lost my balance and fell on my back. The fall knocked what little breath I had in my lungs out and I let out a harsh cough. My eyes were burning again as the hall filled with more smoke all of a sudden. When I opened my eyes I looked around but Morgan was gone.

"Morgan?" I called out hoping he was somewhere in the dark smoke. "Morgan!" I rolled over letting out another horrid cough. God it was becoming so hard to breath. "Hotch!" I called out hoping that one of them would answer me. My heart was racing, I could hear my heart beat and blood rushing though my veins in my ears.

I got to my knees and was trying to get up when I noticed a large hole in front of me right where I was standing before…Oh god, Morgan must have known the floor was giving way and pushed me out of harm's way. My heart skipped a few beats as I looked down the hole. "Morgan!"

I couldn't see anything it was so dark and all the smoke. I leaned back on my heels tears coming to my eyes. 'Was he dead?' I thought to myself. 'And where was Hotch? I couldn't be the only one still alive.' I felt so alone. I couldn't even remember how I got in the building no less why we were here. I heard another crashing noise and the sound of medal bending and trying to hold. I got to my feet but there was a noise above my head and something hard landed on my left shoulder knocking me to my knees. I let out a yell as pain overcame me. My head was now pounding even more now, the smoke was getting thicker.

I wish I could see my family again, I focused all of my energy on remembering my team's faces. J.J. and her son smiling and laughing as they ate ice cream. Garcia showing off her newest bright pokadoted dress that brought a smile to my tired face. Emily laughing as I showed her one of my newest magic tricks, she always wanted me to show her one but being the good magician that I was I never showed her.

And I was so excited to read Rossi's new book that he was working on but now I don't think I'll ever get that chance. Hotch was like a father to me and the rest of our team, he helped me with my addiction and any time I wanted to talk he would be there. And finally there was Morgan, he was the older brother I never had and never knew I wanted. He was always trying to make me laugh and helped me with my confidence. And it made my heart hurt to know that he might have given his life to save mine…

My thoughts were interrupted as I felt the floor I was sitting on give way and I closed my eyes and let the darkness take me. At least I would be with my family again. It was all like a bad dream and then you would feel yourself falling and wake up…but this time I won't wake up.

TADA!