Please Don't Leave Me
Chapter two
Well well well, look whose finally come back from the dead! Homework and test have been drowning me for the past... well the last time I updated. ( ^ _ ^; ) Anyways, this one's not very long, but I think it is a good way to get myself back into the swing of things, and I will be typing away practically all weekend so there should be another one up sooner then you could imagine. Surprising right? Well anyways I will be covering the whole Morgan not going with Reid to the hospital thing sooner or later so never fear, your questions shall receive answers; enough of me talking on with this story and expect another one tomorrow or Sunday... or anytime next week ( I have a lot of test coming up)!
Disclaimer:: I disclaim!
The whole team had been sitting in the waiting room of the hospital impatiently waiting for the doctor to come out and break the news as to whether or not Spencer would make it. About ten minutes after they arrived, Aaron came in with an anxious J.J. who went directly to Morgan and the rest freaking out and asking questions at warp speed.
"M-Morgan, are you okay? What happened to Spencer? Did you get-" Derek held a hand up to cut off the insane blonde from her bombarding of questions.
"Yes,' He said quickly. 'I'm fine and Reid is in surgery at the moment, that's all we know."
J.J. nodded slowly unsure of what else to do at the moment as Prentiss led her to a chair. Spencer was like a son to her, if anything happened to him it would shatter her world.
Derek ran a hand over his head taking a deep breath trying to stay as calm as possible in this situation. None of this was supposed to happen, the Un-sub wasn't supposed to be there, Reid was never supposed to get hurt; he did though, and Morgan could do nothing but watch his friend slip through his fingers. Looking around the waiting room he saw each member's face, etched with emotions ranging from anger to anxiety, all saying the same thing as him, why spencer? Morgan's jaw clenched; if only he could have taken that bullet.
Double doors leading to the E.R. swung open as the surgeon walked through and over to the team who all stood up anxious to hear the news. "Well,' The doctor said as they grouped in front of him, worry etched on their faces. 'The bullet nicked a major artery causing a lot of blood loss, but luckily we were able to stop the bleeding and stabilize him."
Everyone sighed with relief, this was the best news they had received all day other than the safe rescue of the hostage earlier that day, Hotch thanked the surgeon for his great effort, shaking his hand. "When can we go see him?" The supervisor asked.
"The anesthesia should be wearing off soon; if you don't mind him being a sleep then I will get a nurse to see you back." Once again being thanked, the E.R. surgeon went to go find a nurse to see the B.A.U. to Spencer's room.
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"Please only one at a time in the patients room,' A nurse said sternly not caring that they were the F.B.I, she would throw them out in a blink of an eye if anyone of them even attempted to brake her rules. 'Dr. Reid is still weak and confused; please do not tell him anything that will distress him any further." With that the nurse went back to her station leaving the group to sort itself.
Hotch went first, all decided since he was their boss, then J.J., Rossi, Prentiss and Garcia until Morgan was the last left in the waiting room trying to build up the courage to go see his partner. Garcia came out of the room dabbing at her eyes with a sad yet relieved smile on her face when she saw her dark chocolate god deep in thought with his brow furrowed, she walked over to him and placed a gentle hand onto his shoulder.
"You ready?" She asked him worried that he was nervous. "He was asking about you... for you."
Derek sighed taking a hold of Garcia's hand. "I... I don't know if I can go in Baby Girl,' He said, shaking his head anxiously. 'It's my fault he's in there."
Penelope sat down next to the man; she turned his face so he was now looking into her eyes. "Derek, none of this is your fault,' She could see the doubt in his chocolate brown eyes. 'No one knew that man was still in the house and no one is to blame, especially the man who carried his best friend out of the house and caught the bad guy; you're like a super hero."
The man half smiled at the thought of him as a hero, the hero who almost let his partner die, the hero who couldn't build up enough courage to face his best friend; some hero he was.
"Now,' Garcia said as she got up bring Morgan up with her. 'You are going to go into that room and check on that man, and leave this pity party out here." Her tone was one of finality as she pushed the man towards the white room to the boy who was supposedly asking for him.
Morgan didn't know what to do as he stood outside the door way just out of site, he wanted to go in, but at the same time there was this weight on him making it hard to make any sort of logical decision; especially this one. He was about to turn around and go back to the waiting room to ponder over his predicament a while longer, or at least until visiting hours were over, but the look he was receiving form Garcia told him that if he didn't go in now, he would regret it.
With a sigh of defeat, Derek turned back around and slowly stepped into the sterilized hospital room. His eyes laid on the pale body, laying incredibly to still for his taste, whose eyes were closed sending a wave of relief through his body. His phone suddenly rang startling him; it was a text form Garcia. "Good luck Dear-bear."
Morgan didn't quite understand until he looked back at the boy and that anxious sense of guilt washed back over him when inquisitive hazel eyes returned his gaze. Neither moved.
"Pretty boy..."
So, what did you think? Confident Morgan blaming himself, not quite the usual air he holds. (Lol) Anyways, who else thinks test are ridiculous? I have had a whole week of test and have even more coming up Tuesday when I get back, talk about fun fun fun! Please review if you wish.
Next chapter shall be up soon... Soon! ( [] )
