A/N: Wow… I'm totally overwhelmed by the positive and numerous feedback I've gotten. Thank you so much everybody *dances happily* Even though I'm not really sure who of you wants this to be Morgan/Reid or just friendship between the two *sheepish smile* Some told me directly… others not so… so I'm still a little insecure.

But I think I'll stop babbling and hope you enjoy the new chapter as well *smiles* And I hope you'll leave me comments too *smiles*

Thank you to Serenityhimesheppard, WarpedWonderland, Omg, pippy93, Valitiel93, OTHlover04, Zyon-San, KASEY64, jimmy-barnes-13, ReadingYourThoughts, ar-poe, DaTwistedSistas, kalak, Paineverlasting and alphawolf0226 for all your kind words *smiles* I really appreciate them…

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And special thanks to:

slery (for offering to help me with questions I might have about blindness *hugs* I'll write you a personal message as soon as will allow me to do so) and

CMAli (for offering to beta read for me *smile* I've never worked with a beta before so I need some time to think if I want to burden other people with having to proofread my stuff *shy smile* And as I said, I'll write you a message as soon as I can do so on again)

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Disclaimer: None of the CM characters belong to me… I just borrowed them for this little story… my OC'S do belong to me though… this story doesn't mean to offend anybody… this is just for fun… and not for money either...

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Chapter 2

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(Flashback: 3 days ago)

Until that day the case had been pretty easy and straightforward. And Morgan had to admit that this worried him a little… their cases were never that easy… and Derek just had a bad feeling growing inside his stomach that something was going to happen soon… something that probably wouldn't end well.

Morgan, Reid and the rest of the team had been called to a small town near Washington that had a serial killer on his hands, or at least the local police had feared that this was the case and the BAU team had confirmed it pretty quickly.

There had been nine victims so far… all young women between 20 and 30 years… it hadn't taken the team long to identify their UnSub as someone named Richard Keller, who was killing woman that resembled his older sister. She had always tormented and humiliated him when they had been kids and had moved back to town recently to care for their ill mother… and the torment of Richard had started again, making him snap and sending him on a killing spree…

Right now Morgan, Reid and two local police officers were on their way to Richard Keller's house to arrest him, while Hotch, Rossi and the rest of the team were on their way to Richard's sisters house, in case he would go there to finally murder the right woman.

Morgan's hand tightened around the steering wheel and a quick glance at Reid, who sat in the passenger's seat told him that his companion was lost in thoughts too, probably thinking along the same lines than Morgan did.

Reid's lips were pressed together in a tight line and he fidgeted nervously with one hand, while the other ran over his FBI-vest nervously.

The young genius had obviously felt Morgan's eyes on him because he nervously tucked a strand of his brown hair behind his year, biting on his lower lip for a second.

//And he looks adorable when he does that…// The thought was totally unexpected for Morgan and the profiler couldn't really explain where it had come from… in a situation like that none the less…

But lately those highly confusing thoughts had become more frequent… in random situations; no matter if it was during paper work or during a stakeout… or whenever else he and Reid spend a long amount of time close together.

//Get a grip Derek…// Morgan growled at himself and tried to push that thought down. The effort was easier by Reid finally turning his head and asking: "Am I the only one who has a bad feeling about this?"

Morgan chuckled a little, despite the situation because Reid had indeed been voicing what he was thinking.

"No, definitely not, kid… but our cases can not all be that complicated… and don't forget: Richard Keller has killed nine women after all. So he is dangerous and arresting him will be difficult enough." He assured, trying to ease his own bad feelings as well as Reid's.

Spencer nodded a little and turned his head outside the window again.

"We're here." He informed because they had arrived at Richard Keller's address.

Morgan slowed his car down and was out of it a short time later; Reid closed the other door and looked at Morgan and the two local police officers to talk about how they would go about this.

A short glance over the site told the FBI-Agents that Keller's car was missing.

Morgan nodded to one of the policemen, who walked over to the door and knocked. The door didn't open and the man knocked again, while Morgan glanced into the window at the left side of the door to find out if Keller was home.

The house was dark and even the "FBI- we need to talk to you." went unanswered.

Morgan finally had enough and kicked the door down and then everything had happened so fast that Derek couldn't really recall all the details.

They were searching the first floor of the house and cleared it, so Morgan, with Reid backing him up crept up the stairs to clear the second floor.

And Morgan was sure that Reid was close behind him the entire time, but suddenly the dark skinned man saw a movement out of the corner of his eye and heard Reid's panicked squeal…

Derek whirled around and his blood ran cold when he saw Reid wrestling with a man that outweighed him about at least 20 pounds and didn't stand a chance.

Morgan readied his gun.

"Keller! Stop that…" He yelled, trying to stay calm which was always a hard task with Reid in danger.

A second later Morgan wished he hadn't said a single word because Keller didn't seem to have noticed him yet and was startled by his yell and stumbled backwards… straight through a huge glass window… dragging Reid with him… and the last thing Morgan heard before he sprinted down the stairs and out of the house was Spencer's panicked "Morgan!"…

Even while he was already running he could hear the sickening thump of a body colliding hard with solid ground…

Seconds later he was already out of the house looking for Spencer… first his eyes came to rest on Richard Keller… the man was unconscious…or maybe dead… not that Morgan did particularly care.

His attention was solely focused on Reid, who was lying on his back a little distance between him and Keller's form.

Morgan crouched down beside Reid… the young man didn't move and a small path of blood was trickling out of his half opened mouth and Derek was almost afraid to touch Spencer… afraid that he wouldn't find a pulse or any other prove of life.

While he reached with a shaking hand for a pulse, he hollered towards the approaching policemen: "Call an ambulance and tell them to get here as soon as possible…"

His fingers came to rest on Reid's delicate neck and Morgan was more than a little relieved to find a pulse… even though it was a weak one.

"Hang on, Pretty boy…"

(End of Flashback)

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The rest really was a blur to Morgan and he had no idea how he had really gotten to the hospital, couldn't really recall what the doctor had told him… the only solid memory he had again was sitting beside Reid's bed after the team had left, returning to their hotel for the night… watching over his friend, praying that he'd pull through.

Morgan again ran a wary hand over his face, listening to the beeping of his phone, waiting for Hotch to pick up.

"Morgan?" Hotch's concerned voice broke the constant beeping after another ring.

"Hey Hotch." Derek greeted a little startled, not having expected to hear Hotchner's voice this abrupt.

"Is everything okay with Reid?" was Aaron's next question because he had of course guessed why Morgan was calling.

Derek allowed a small smile tug on his lips.

"Yeah… He finally woke up." He informed, relief evident in his voice and he could clearly hear Hotch's equally relieved breath and even JJ squealing in the background.

Another smile tugged on his lips when he imagined the petite blonde jumping with joy, probably running off right now to call Garcia and tell her the good news.

"We'll be there in ten." Hotch said and was about to hang up when Morgan stopped him with a sharp: "There's more."

"I'm listening." Hotchner said after a second and Morgan guessed that he'd turned off the loudspeaker on his phone so that only he could hear what Morgan had to say.

"Hotch… Reid says he can't see…" Saying those words didn't feel right to Morgan… "blind" and "Reid" didn't belong in one sentence… and Morgan didn't want to imagine what this would do to Reid, innocent and curious about everything the world could offer.

There was a sharp intake of breath on the other end. Obviously Hotch also needed a moment to grasp that fact.

"Is it temporary or irrevocable?" was all he questioned carefully.

"I don't know. The doc's with him right now… and I really should go back too. I promised him that I'd be back as soon as Dr. Steinberg is finished."

Morgan glanced towards Reid's room… the door was still closed so it seemed that the doctor was not finished examining Reid.

"Okay. Then go back and keep him calm. I'll tell the others not to overwhelm him when we get to the hospital." Hotch answered.

"I'm sure the kid will appreciate it…" Morgan said with a slight smile.

"Bye Hotch, see you soon."

Without waiting for a reply from his boss, Morgan hung up and slowly walked back towards Reid's room.

Obviously not a second too soon because when he was about to sit down in a hard plastic chair, he heard a squeal that was without doubt Spencer's… Morgan would recognize Reid's voice everywhere and he was on his feet again a second later, hesitating for a second since Dr. Steinberg had told him that he should wait.

But then there was another squeal and then "Mo'gn… help…"

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to be continued...