A/N: So I know I have some unfinished stuff on here, and that yes I have been AWOL for a while, but I'm working on it don't worry. I just haven't been feeling really writey (that so should be a word) lately. :/ it's summer though so I should be feeling more up to it eventually. Well anyways, back to this lovely piece of work. I was shocked at the lack of amnesia work, so I decided to do one of my own. Kind of like The Vow, but no romance decided yet. Anywhos I don't own nothing, just having some fun.
Waking was painful. He was confused, if he was remembering correctly he should still be feeling the residual buzz from the last hit he had. His eyes fluttered open, but quickly shut tightly as he was shocked by the bright light.
'Fuck! What's with the light?' he thought angrily. His mind was working a little slower than usual, he couldn't exactly place where he was. 'This isn't my bed!' he realized. It was harder and the sheets were stiff and uncomfortable, like that of a hospital bed.
'Hospital?' he began freaking out, 'Did someone find me? Shit it was probably Gideon. Damn it!' he internally cursed.
Realizing that he was definitely in a hospital, the noxious clean smell of antiseptic and the constant beeping of his heart monitor confirming his suspicions, he decided to find out what had happened.
"Reid?" a concerned voice asked him. Reid tried again to open his eyes, turning his head to the sound of the voice. He tried to talk but only succeeded in opening his mouth slightly.
"Shush, Reid don't talk yet. Just open your eyes" the voice continued to speak. The voice was familiar but he couldn't place it just yet. Finally Reid succeeded in opening his eyes, but he was even more confused.
"David Rossi?" he asked a harsh whisper.
"Yes, Reid. Thank god you're awake. We were all so worried" Rossi was saying. Reid wished to ask so many questions, but a cup of water was being pushed against his lips. Thirsty, he drank greedily. All the while Rossi continued to talk, "We had finally managed to get the girls to go home. Hotch just left an hour ago to take care of Jack and Morgan went to get us some coffee."
It looked like Rossi was going to continue but the door had opened, and in came Morgan followed by two nurses.
"Pretty boy" Morgan spoke with a tired smile, while the nurse flew in and began checking Reid over.
Looking utterly confused, Reid spoke with a waver in his voice, "Um Morgan, why is The David Rossi in my hospital room?"
Morgan laughed, "I know he seems like he doesn't care but the old man really does love us after all." Morgan moved closer to the bed and laid a hand on Reid's leg, "You really scared him, me, all of us" he said in a serious tone.
"I'm sorry. Did you find me? I mean in my apartment? Or wait, … wait, I mean it's David Rossi, why would he even know me? And where's Gideon? …. What the hell is going on?" Reid cried in a whisper, his voice still rough.
"Reid? What do you mean?" Morgan asked eyebrows crinkled with concern.
"Reid can you tell me what day it is?" Rossi broke in.
"Um, well no. I mean, I don't know how long I have been in here, or really when I came down, uh I mean. The last thing I do remember was being home after work, um Wednesday I think. I don't really recall all that well. I mean we had just come home from Louisiana, yeah that's right. Hotch gave us the week off. Said he'd see us on Monday" Reid trailed off at the worried looks on their faces. The nurse had stopped checking his vitals, Reid had noticed, she was just watching them. "Um what day is it?" he asked uncertainly.
Rossi was the first to respond, "It's Tuesday, Reid. Now why don't you relax for a little? Morgan is going to go call the rest of the team, and I'm going to go find your doctor, okay?"
Reid nodded. He would have protested, would have demanded answers, but he was fading fast. Confused, Reid fell back asleep.
Just outside the door to Reid's hospital room, Morgan paced the hallway waiting for Hotch to answer his phone.
"Is he awake?" Hotch asked in greeting.
"Yeah, just uh Hotch I think we have a problem." Morgan replied, "Reid think's we just got back from Louisiana, doesn't remember meeting Rossi and is asking for Gideon?"
"Gideon?" Hotch sighed, "So amnesia? Damn I don't even remember a case in Louisiana with Gideon other than when we met Will."'
"Shit! That was right after Hankel" Morgan cursed, running a hand over his head. "Hotch what are we going to do?"
"We help him, Morgan. I'm going to call jess to watch over Jack. You call the rest of the team and I'll be there soon."
"Yeah, okay." Morgan agreed, and hung up. He looked down the hallway to see Rossi speaking with a doctor. Rossi looked up, and their eyes met, both looking tired and lost, but determined to figure this all out.
A/N: Tell me what you think? Also yes I want it to be post season 5, but I don't know where at yet. I left it as the girls, and rest of the team. So you guys tell me Seaver? Emily? JJ? Blake? don't worry about Garcia, I am so having her in this.