Chapter 1

Derek woke instantly to a shocking jolt that went through his body. It didn't take his brain long to register that they had just been in a huge accident, and that his partner was the first to get hit by the truck. He turned to the side to look at her. "Damn it!" He yelled. In seconds, he ripped the seatbelt off himself to assess the extent of his partner's injuries, talking to her to try to keep her awake.

"JJ? Can you hear me? JJ!" She let out a small moan of pain. She had no idea what just happened, and she didn't know what was happening. She could hear Morgan's muffled yelling, but all she knew was that she wanted to sleep. He took the radio and screamed into it for help. "This is SSA Derek Morgan, code red, we've just been involved in a collision involving a semi truck, and I have an agent down! I repeat, I have an agent down, and I need paramedics here now!" He threw the radio and carefully held her bloody face, examining the very large gash above her eye that was dripping blood down her face to her shirt. She was suffering from multiple gashes and cuts.

"Baby girl, please stay awake for me! Stay with me" He held on to her hand. He couldn't believe this was happening to him again. He couldn't stand 'losing' Prentiss to Doyle, let alone JJ to a stupid semi truck. "JJ, please, squeeze my hand if you're still awake! I need to know you're still there!"

And a small squeeze came to his hand. "It's okay princess, I'm right here. Help will be here soon, just keep squeezing my hand." He closed his eyes, trying to think.

But his eyes flew right open when he heard a slight mumble coming from JJ. She weakly looked into his eyes.

"Derek…" she paused. He was listening. "Derek I… My head uh… it feels really, really weird,"

Morgan carefully moved his body halfway between the two seats to look at the back of her head.

Shit!

There was a shard of glass embedded in the stem of her neck, connecting to the back of her head. It must've come from the window.

He started freaking out, as blood started dripping from her mouth.

An officer ran to his side. The truck was blocking off JJ's door completely. "Anything I can do?" the officer was young. He looked scared. He was new.

"Uh... Yeah, find something to help stop the bleeding from her face and head, now!" The young officer ran off to the squad car. There was no medical kit, but there were extra shirts in the trunk. Morgan started ripping the shirts into strips to tie around her head. He carefully wrapped the pieces around the shard of glass in an attempt to stop the bleeding. He had limited medical training, but he remembered that if there were an object protruding from someone's body, the first thing to do is carefully wrap something around the object, and not take it out whatsoever. However, he knew that it wasn't going to be enough. He just hoped that the medics would come soon.

Derek desperately wanted to get her out of there, but if he moved her, he feared that he would only make her injuries worse. Her eyes were starting to close.

"Derek... I... uh..." she mumbled again.

"It's alright JJ, I've got you. Don't speak, save your breath." Derek showed nothing but pain on his face. For the first time, he was scared. Scared of losing his partner again. This was his fault. He shouldn't have stopped in the middle of a busy road. He should have seen the truck coming. He couldn't figure out how to forgive himself. She was slurring her words, and she was losing blood too fast.

The medics finally arrived.

Morgan was beyond grateful, but her eyes were starting to close. "No, no, no, JJ, stay with me! Look, the medics are right here! Just keep those beautiful big blue eyes open for me, alright?"

The first medic came in through the back seat to assess her injuries. "Agent Morgan, I'm going to need to you to move so we can help Agent Jareau here." The second medic ran in with a C-collar, backboard and oxygen tank. Morgan backed off the medics and watched in horror as they worked to keep her awake and attend to her injuries. He could see Hotch and Rossi running up to the scene form a distance. He slowly backed away from the SUV and fell to his knees. Something didn't feel right – his chest felt like it was going to explode. His heart started pounding at an alarming rate. It was getting harder to breathe. His vision was going blurry. Soon he was laying face first on the ground. He could hear muffled voices yelling, but couldn't exactly make out what they were saying. Instantly, he was turned on his back and saw a medic shining a light into his eyes. Hotch and Rossi were standing above him too. But before he could say anything, everything faded to black.

A/N – oh no! What's going to happen to our favourite baby boy?! Stay tuned for more, folks! Reviews openly welcomed!