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Chapter 2

"Agent Hotcher, did you say that you've sent two of your agents to Mr. Han's house?"

"Yes." Hotch nodded. "Anything?" Hotch slightly panicked.

"We have just been alerted by the local cops around the area about the mudslide down the hill." One of the officers, Detective Oliver said.

"Maybe that's why they are late." JJ said in between. "Maybe they are stuck up there."

"There is something more, I am afraid."

"What is it?" Rossi asked uncertainly, knowing he wasn't going to like whatever Det. Oliver was about to say.

"We have one witness, saying he saw an SUV matching to your team's rolling down the slope."

"WHAT?"

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"Morgan? Morgan, come on... wake up" Reid tried for the third time as he tapped his cheeks.

As a response, Morgan groaned before he tried to move.

"Don't move." Reid warned.

"Why?" Morgan asked, sluggishly, moaned in pain. He could feel a sharp pain at his side and at the same time he could feel one of Reid's hands on that same spot.

Morgan's eyes widen when he saw a medium size of glass embedded halfway in his skin with blood oozing out of it.

"Like I said, don't move, Morgan." Reid was using his previous wet shirt to leave enough pressure on Morgan's stab wound, preventing the blood flow.

Morgan hissed before he talked to Reid. "How bad are we?"

"The car has moved further down, and we are at the bottom, I guess. The mud has cracked the back window but we have much bad luck with the front window, though."

Morgan slightly turned around and saw a quite amount of mud, soil and dirt on their front seat, covering the whole area without any gap, trapping both of them in the back seat.

"Luckily, the flow has stopped or maybe the rest of the soil has flowed on the other side, I guess because if not, we would have been drowned by it." Reid rambled.

Reid was so much in analyzing the situation outside the car that he didn't realize Morgan actually pulled out the embedded glass out of him.

"Morgan, what the hell?" Reid practically yelled.

"It's okay, Reid." Morgan sat up and pressed the shirt harder on his side.

"No, it's not okay." Reid coughed, hissed in pain when he tried to reach out to Morgan.

"What's with you?" Morgan questioned, blinking his eyes, struggling with the level of pain.

"Broken ribs." Reid said, resting one of his hands on his chest, taking few deep breaths.

"Don't move, I don't want your broken ribs to puncture your lungs." Morgan advised.

"Why? It is not going to make any difference." Reid was leaning against the car.

Catching the meaning behind Reid's words, Morgan looked around and sighed. "We're trapped."

"And practically dying." Reid finished.

"Reid, don't…"

"How long do you think we can survive in here, Morgan? With all these injuries and the way we are trapped in, we can't find a way out. Believe or not, we will run out of oxygen at some point." Reid whispered.

"Are you giving up, kid?" Morgan asked.

"I guess." Reid said as he showed his ruined phone. "Forget about not having signal, we can't even try calling and your phone is somewhere under the mud."

"Maybe they will figure it out." Morgan hoped. "Hotch will definitely find out."

Reid said nothing but rested his head on the seat.

"Reid…" Morgan whispered, his eyes went wide when he saw the amount of blood on the side of Reid's head. Touching the blood on Reid's head, Morgan said "Don't sleep, Reid. You might have a concussion."

Reid hissed when Morgan touched his wounded head. "Morgan, don't, please. It hurts."

"Just … just stay with me, for a while." Morgan mumbled.

Leaning his head somehow on the seat, Reid opened his eyes, staring at Morgan.

"I am sorry, Reid."

"Sorry? For what?" Reid laughed a little despite all the pain.

"For everything I have done so far, if any of it had hurt you."

"What? You have given up now?" Reid smiled a little.

"I don't know." Morgan shrugged. "Maybe…maybe not."

"Thanks for being there for me." Reid smiled genuinely. "Thanks for being such an annoying big brother."

"Annoying ah?" Morgan chuckled.

Reid shook his head a little. "Morgan, this isn't fair…It's like we are waiting to die for nothing" Reid tried to hide his miserable tone of voice but failed.

"I know." Morgan mumbled. "Trust me, Reid. I know."

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"Garcia, do you get anything?" Rossi asked.

"No, nothing.' Garcia grumbled. "I can't get the signal. Their phone is for sure out of order."

"Okay, thanks."

"Just bring back home my babies." Garcia spoke before she disconnected the call.

Rossi went back and stood beside JJ and Emily, listening to Hotch disagreeing with a local cop.

"Sir, we can't go up there." The local cops said. "Not with the…"

"I don't care." Hotch cut in. "If we can't drive, get us a copper, EMT's, rescue team. I need to get my agents out."

"I will see what I can do."

"I am not talking that an answer." Hotch said again. "I need a copper and I am getting my agents out no matter what."

"Let's go." Hotch ran out of the local police station with the rest in a hurry.

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There was utter stillness for a while before Reid spoke again. "Do you … think they will find us?

"I am hoping for a miracle." Morgan mumbled, struggling to fight back against the darkness trying to engulf him.

There were another few moments of awkward quietness "Do you heard that?" Morgan asked.

"M'tired." Reid whimpered as he looked at Morgan before he closed his eyes. Inwardly, Reid didn't want to give up, he wanted to fight back but it was just too much for him to handle anymore. It was even hard for him to breathe, everything basically hurts, especially when he thought about his mother. "I am sorry, mom." Reid whispered silently, letting the tears roll down his cheeks before his body disobeyed his words and went completely still.

Morgan was surrounded with blurred vision but he knew that Reid has just been in front of him. Morgan could lean in and touch him but Morgan was scared, for the first time, he was totally scared … more than anything at that moment. He was afraid to touch Reid, what if he can't find a pulse?

Morgan could feel his body giving in to matter how he tried to protest. Morgan's eyes were fluttering from time to time. Just when he closed his eyes, the memories of his family come by, torturing him. Gripping Reid's hand, Morgan looked at his best friend for one last time before he gave up to the hard-hitting darkness encircling him.

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