So this little story came to life when I heard the song Hold my hand with the one and almighty Michael Jackson feat. Akon. Love that song…It's up to you what you want to read into it…it could be strong friendship between Reid and Morgan or a little bit fluffier. ;D Hope you all like it! Enjoy.

Hold My Hand

Swiftly and quiet Morgan went from room to room in search for their UnSub in the dark condemned house. Careful not to make any revealing noises as he cleared the area , he moved easily as a lion on a hunt for the totally unaware pray of the night. "All clear downstairs." He whispered in the mike.

"All clear upstairs too." Hotch responded.

"Nothing outside either." Prentiss added with a clear disappointed undertone in her voice. "I want to get that bastard!"

"We will." Rossi stated calmly. "Let's gather in front of the house. I've called Reid to get over here and help us analyze any leads we'll find. He should be here any minute."

Just as predicted, by the time Morgan and Hotch went down the squeaky wooden front porch, a black SUV with both Reid and JJ stopped at the gravelly driveway a few yards from the house.

"How's the geographic profile going?" Hotch wondered as soon as Reid had made his way out from the car.

"Not great I'm afraid. I have asked Garcia to check out the victims usual habits like work and hobbies though to get a bigger picture."

"Good, let's search the house for clues. We know that the UnSub has a strong connection to it, we only have to find out why." Hotch turned to walk back into the house.

"Umm, no lights?" Reid asked Morgan, his eyes darting back and forth and his long fingers fiddled nervously, stroking back a strand of hair behind his ear.

"Afraid not, Pretty boy. Condemned houses rarely have electricity." Morgan winked and gave the younger agent his well-known smile as he handed him a flash light. "We have to settle with these."

"Can you please try not to scare me this time?" Reid pouted gloomy.

"Try? You climb the walls every time!" Morgan teased but stopped when Reid shot him an It's-not-funny!-glare.

"I'll be nice, promise!" Morgan flung an arm around the genius shoulders and accompanied him inside the old creaky building.

"How can there be so much garbage in a house!" Prentiss exclaimed.

"Haven't you seen Extreme Horders, on TV? This is nothing!" JJ giggled as she walked up the stairs.

"Fortunately not." Prentiss frowned, holding up a ragged and smelly old blanket.

"Hey Reid! Have you found anything? Morgan peered around a corner from the kitchen to the end of a long hall where Reid studied a photograph hanging askew.

"Maybe, this picture is the only one on the whole wall and – "

In front of Morgan's eyes Reid suddenly disappeared in a cloud of dust with only a sudden yelp slipping from his mouth, chock written all over his face.

"REID!" Without thinking, Morgan ran to the gaping hole in the floor where his partner stood just seconds ago. "Reid can you hear me? " A fear cold as ice ripped through the darker man's spine.

All the noise had attracted the attention from the rest of the team members who came rushing from the other end of the corridor.

"Stop! Don't come over here, the floor caved in and Reid's down there." Morgan held his hand up to enforce his statement. A faint whimper was heard down below. Thank God he's alive!

"Reid I'm coming!" Morgan shouted down what seemed to be a hidden cellar.

"You do no such thing!" Hotch ordered. "JJ go call 911, tell them an agent is hurt."

"I'm not going to leave him there all alone!" Morgan said now clearly irritated over his boss's love of following the protocol.

"Morgan – " Just like Reid, Hotch didn't had the time to finish his sentence before Morgan too had vanished into thin air. "Okay, everyone leaves this house immediately!" Hotch said feeling both angry and afraid, even if he of course didn't show any of it.

"But – " Prentriss tried to argue.

"No! The floor's not stable, and I don't want any other of you to get hurt. There's nothing we can do to help them until the rescue party is here." Reluctantly Prentiss followed in Hotch's path.

"Morgan, can you hear me?" Rossi called out.

"Yeah, I'm alright!"

"Help is on its way, try to see how Reid are doing until then." Rossi walked out but left the door open. " Prentiss and Hotch, go around the house and search for an exterior entrance to the cellar, I'll stay here if they need anything.

"No we need it now! Two federal agents are trapped and hurt, hurry up!" JJ roared over the telephone.

"Reid, where are you?" It was all pitch dark around Morgan as he tried to find his flash light.

"Morgan?" A very weak and trembling voice called out.

"Are you alright, Pretty boy?" Morgan turned his newly found flash light on, it flickered ones or twice and then died for good. Damn!

"I think I hurt my knee again, but Morgan…it's dark!..." The older agent suppressed a grin as he made his way towards the terrified voice. The boy had just fallen down a hole right into a basement and smashed up his old knee-injury and the only thing that concerned him was the absent of light.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Morgan said with a soft reassuring voice. "There seem to be some things in the way, I don't dare to move anything when I can't see but help are coming."

" H-hold m-my hand?" The words were not more than a whisper, but the pleading hit Morgan right in the heart. Fumbling in the dark, Morgan's warm and steady hand soon found Reid's quite chilly and shaky one. He gently embraced it with his own, moving his thumb in slow comforting circles over the smooth skin.

"Don't let go?" Reid's breath hitched.

"I won't Pretty Boy, never again.

"…Cause I been there before and you've been there before, But together we can be alright. (alright)
Cause when it gets dark and when it gets cold we hold Each other till we see the sunlight. (ooh yeah)

So if you just hold my hand, baby, I promise that I'll do all I can
Things will get better if you just hold my hand (yeah)
Nothing can come between us if you just hold, hold my, hold, hold my, hoold my hand, hold my hand.

I can tell that you're tired of being lonely (yeah)
Take my hand don't let go, baby, hold me (yeah)
Come to me and let me be your one and only (hold my hand)
Cause I can make it alright till the morning. (hold my hand)…"

If you haven't listening to the song yet, I really think you should do it NOW!
Please review! =)
Oh by the way, yes there will probably be a sequel to this, and if so it will go in the signs of cute fluff and not so much about the case. Don't you just love the little sweet moments BEFORE it's clear that there are true feelings between two persons? I do!