He couldn't believe he was going to mess this up. Derek Morgan was certainly going to be in the doghouse tonight.
'How could I have forgotten Savannah's gift here?'
The agent was celebrating his one-year anniversary with his doctor girlfriend, and to celebrate, had gotten her the most beautiful emerald necklace, to match her birthstone. He made is way to his desk, where the necklace was safely secured in his locked desk drawer, and secured it in his pocket.
'Perfect.'
Glancing down at his watch, he realized the detour hadn't taken as long as he thought it would, and he would still have just enough time to pick up Savannah at her hospital.
He was almost at the elevators when he heard it.
Morgan jumped at the sound of a loud crash that seemed to be coming from the nearby supply closet. Keeping a close hand on his gun, he quietly made his way to the sound, getting ready to attack if necessary.
What he saw, however, was nothing he could have prepared himself for.
Standing on a stool stood a bloody, bruised figure trying to reach for the first aid kit on the top shelf.
"Reid?"