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Here's Chapter 2...I'm planning on having it this way: M/G established, P/C immediate attraction, and JJ/K will be a little more slow going. We'll see where it goes.

Seattle Grace Hospital

"How is he?" Penelope asked Reid frantically as she got into the SUV at the airport. Her entire flight she'd worried and fretted about Derek. The team had been in Seattle for three days now and were chasing down a group of unsubs who worked together as a pack to kill couples in home invasions. Every case she worried about Derek's safety, as he was likely to be the one storming in and breaking down doors without much thought, but this felt much more real to her. The anxiety had caused her to throw up before she got on the plane.

Reid shook his head. "He was in surgery for a good while," he said. "Garcia, I'm going to let the doctors explain it to you. I'm really not qualified." He tilted his head towards her, most specifically at her belly. "How are you?"

"My husband was in a potentially fatal car accident and you're asking me if I'm okay?" she exclaimed. Her hands were rubbing her baby bump anxiously now. Tears filled her eyes and she hurriedly wiped them away.

Reid looked at her sympathetically. "We'll be there soon. Just concentrate on staying calm."

The drive felt unbearably long. When Reid was finally guiding Penelope to Hotch in the hospital waiting room, she rushed over to him, leaving Reid trying to make her walk carefully. "Hotch, where is he? Who is his doctor?"

A very handsome man with brown wavy hair and dark blue scrubs came up, a chart in his hands. He smiled softly and held out his hand to shake Penelope's. "You must be Mrs. Morgan," he said. "I'm Dr. Sheppard, the neurosurgeon working on your your husband's case."

Penelope's mouth dropped open and dried out. "Neurosurgeon?" she croaked.

Dr. Sheppard nodded. "Yes. We found a blown pupil when he was brought in and we found a bleed as well. We were able to stop it, but he needs to be kept under close observation for the time being. I don't want you to be alarmed, but he is in a coma at the moment. There's no telling when he will wake up."

"Will -will he wake up?" she asked tearfully.

"It's not entirely clear," Dr. Sheppard said sadly. "I'm hopeful. If he does wake up, he's going to have one hell of a recovery ahead of him. He looked at his pager that began to buzz and nodded swiftly at Hotch and Penelope. "I'm sorry. I have a 911."

Penelope stood with tears in her eyes and looked down at her belly, praying that her husband would wake up soon. She prayed his coma would be short lasting, so he could wake up and see their daughter be born.

Hours Earlier - Seattle Grace Hospital ER

The ambulance carrying the FBI agents arrived and Callie was directed to the more serious looking patient. "Forty year old, African American male, head trauma, his left leg is completely shattered," the paramedic said, taking the stretcher out of the ambulance. He finished filling Callie in on the rest of his stats and she and the rest of the doctors helped wheel him into the ER.

"Patient's name is Derek Morgan," Callie said, taking a look at his leg. "Mr. Morgan, can you hear me?" Alex was up at his head with Owen and they were shining light in the man's eyes. "Mr. Morgan, can you talk?"

He finally choked out, "My partner? Is Rossi okay?"

"He's okay, he's just unconscious," Owen told him, listening to his heart rate. "Mr. Morgan, do you have any family we can contact for you? Anyone other than your fellow agents?"

He coughed and his heart rate sped up. "My wife, Penelope," he managed to say. "Please don't stress her out, though. She's pregnant. Have one of my team call her. Someone who knows her." There were tears in his eyes and he repeated himself several times. "Please, don't scare her. I'm fine. Tell her I'm fine."

Callie paused and stared at the man they had on the stretcher. His wife was pregnant and he was wanting to keep her calm. She remembered when she'd mentioned wanting to have children with Arizona. It was what caused her to leave in the first place. In front of her was a man who would do anything to ensure his wife wouldn't worry about him and she could barely get the woman she'd wanted to be her wife to want kids. Where had she done wrong in her relationship to miss out on the same type of love this man had with his wife? Grasping his hand briefly, she said, "We'll get someone to call her."

"Torres, page Sheppard," Owen said as he clicked his light off. "He's got a blown pupil."

"On it," she said, hurrying to page Derek Sheppard.

As she was hurrying to get a hold of their neurosurgeon, Agent Prentiss showed up and put her hand on her arm. Callie looked up at her, startled. "Is Agent Morgan going to be okay?" she asked, her eyes wide with concern.

Stammering, Callie said, "We're taking him to surgery now. We'll be sure to keep you updated. And he asked that we have one of you call Penelope, his wife."

Agent Prentiss nodded and said, "Thank you -"

"Callie," was all she said before hurrying off to get ready to wheel Agent Derek Morgan into the OR.

Seattle Grace Hospital Waiting Room

"Derek Morgan?"

JJ sat straight up in her chair and looked to the surgeon who'd just emerged from the entrance to the ORs. One of the doctors who'd been waiting when the ambulances had pulled up was waiting for them and his face was grim. The rest of the team had gone to get something to eat in the hospital cafeteria and she was the only one of them waiting for any updates at the moment.

"That's me," she said, going up to the doctor. "How is he, Dr...?"

"Karev," he said brusquely. "And we've found a bleed in his brain. Our neurosurgeon is in repairing it right now while Dr. Torres fixes his leg. He almost crashed on us once, but we were able to bring him back. Currently he's stable. I'll be back to give you another update when we're finished."

"Thank you," JJ murmured, returning to her seat. She rubbed her temples tiredly and took a drink of her coffee. Penelope would be arriving in a few hours to meet them there and JJ was currently equally worried about her as she was about Derek. If something happened to him, she didn't know what Penelope would do. Derek was not only the love of her life, but her best friend. She wouldn't be able to survive without him.

When Will had left her for another woman, Penelope had been there for her every step of the way, so if something happened to Derek, JJ had every intention of being there for her. Penelope always knew how to make someone feel better, and it comforted JJ to know that she would always be there for her. Seeing Will when he came to pick Henry up or drop him off and seeing his new wife was always painful and whenever she called, Pen was two minutes away with ice cream and hugs.

Penelope was confident JJ would fall in love again, that she would when the time was right. But Will had been gone for two years and the only men she ever saw were the ones on her team and her son. She hoped to God that Penelope was right. She wanted to love someone again the way she'd loved Will.

Next to her, her phone rang and she grimaced when she saw Will's number. Taking a deep breath, she pressed 'talk' and said, "Hello?"

"JJ," Will's southern drawl said. "Were you planning on calling Henry tonight?"

Frowning and glancing at her watch, JJ sighed and said, "I'm sorry Will. We ran into a problem in Seattle and I lost track of time. Derek -"

"You couldn't take ten minutes out of your day to call him?" he snapped.

JJ felt tears prick at the back of her eyes that her ex-husband thought she would simply 'forget' to call and talk to her son. "No, Will! It wasn't a case. Morgan and Rossi were in a car accident. Derek's been in surgery for a few hours, we've had to call Pen, it's just been a long day in general." When there was silence on the other end of the line, she rolled her eyes and clarified, "And before you go snapping about how serious Derek's injuries may or may not be, you should know that he has a bleed in his brain and his left leg is completely shattered."

Will dropped the subject of her being in Seattle entirely and said, "Henry wants to talk to you."

"Mom!"

Immediately JJ tried to lighten her tone. "Hey buddy! How are you?"

"I'm good Mom!" he said happily. "Ms. Cheryl said you'd forgotten about me, but I didn't believe her." Henry always referred to his stepmother as 'Ms. Cheryl' and babbled things she said about JJ. He didn't like his stepmother, "not one bit" he'd told his mother.

"No, buddy I haven't forgotten about you," she said softly. "Ms. Cheryl was wrong. No, I'm still in Seattle. Your Uncle Derek and Uncle Dave got hurt in a car accident."

"Are they going to be okay?" Henry squeaked. "Because if anything happened to Uncle Derek, I think Auntie Penelope would be really sad." His use of five year old logic was almost laughable to JJ. He was almost as smart as his godfather. Reid's genius must have been passed through her belly when she was pregnant with Henry and she'd forced an uncomfortable Spencer to feel him move.

"Yeah, buddy," she whispered, wiping tears away from her eyes. "They think they're going to be okay."

XXXXXX

Alex watched the blonde agent for a moment before rushing back to the OR. There was something in her eyes other than the compassion she had for her team members who were injured. There were some fairly clear signs of loss and sadness that he felt an odd connection to. Though she was probably not thinking of him, he knew he was thinking of her as he reentered the OR.