I jumped at the sound of a scream and looked around blindly like everyone else in the bullpen. Reid was the first to head off in the direction of the conference room: of course. I jumped up and followed after him. Reid opened the door and looked around before he located Makayla on the couch thrashing around screaming. I pushed Reid out of the way and put my hand on her shoulder trying to get her to stop thrashing and screaming. "Makayla…Makayla its ok." I muttered shaking her awake slowly. Makayla stopped screaming, I don't know if it was me or the dream but it was a good thing for now. I quickly wrapped my arms around Makayla to try and stop her thrashing; which had gone quite a bit since we entered the room. "Reid please tell everyone to go back to work." I looked up at Reid who stood by the door starring down at the scene that occurred right in front of him. "Reid." I said a bit more forcefully. Reid quickly looked at me and nodded and began ushering people back to their desks. I sighed when I saw Hotch standing at the door. I expected a look of disdain but all I saw was sympathy. I looked back down at Makayla when she started moving again. "It is ok." I mumbled stroking her head trying to calm her down. "No…no…please." Makayla mumbled turning into my chest. I looked down and saw she had passed out again. "Morgan, stay here with her and keep her calm and quiet. When she wakes up go home please. I will do your paperwork." Hotch said, in his voice which radiated he was taking no for an answer. I nodded. I couldn't argue back I was too distracted and tired as everything that had happened these past couple weeks came all at once. Garcia walked in and set a cup of tea of the table. "Hey sugar." She said looking at me. I had moved onto the couch when Makayla had calmed down; she was resting on my lap. "Hey baby girl." Garcia sat beside me and leaned into my side. We didn't speak, we didn't have too.

I woke up slightly uncomfortable. I opened my eyes and looked around. I saw a round table and a bulletin board. "Where…?" I mumbled and sat up looking around. I looked to my left and saw Derek and Penelope sleeping; Penelope's head resting on his shoulder. I looked around trying to find a source of time. Stretching slightly I got up and walked past the sleeping pair not wanting to disturb them. I walked out into a hall and found a few people. I walked down the hall towards Derek's desk and saw a few people from his team still working. "Oh, hello there." I looked up and saw the tall guy I think they called Reid. "Um, hi." I looked around and found a clock: it was 7pm. "How are you feeling?" I turned my attention back to Reid. "Uh… yeah. " I looked at him really confused. Reid nodded and smiled. "Why are you still here so late, don't you guys usually go home at 6?" I asked looking around noticing it was all of Derek's team that was there. "We are doing Derek's paperwork." A brunette answered. I looked at her and nodded slightly and then sat down in Derek's chair not sure what else to do. "I am Emily Prentiss by the way." The brunette stated smiling at me. I nodded once again not sure what to do. "Up in the office up there is Aaron Hotchner or Hotch. He is the head boss. David Rossi is the old guy over there." I looked over to where Emily pointed at a guy getting coffee. "Spencer Reid is sitting to your left here and you have met Garcia and obviously Morgan." She quickly explained. I smiled slightly nodding, thankful that she had told me who everyone was. Emily smiled back and continued to work. "Where is Morgan?" Spencer asked looking at me. I paused not knowing who they were talking about for a second. "Oh… um he is in the room I was in." Spencer nodded and closed a folder putting it on a tower of folders. "Well I am finished." He stated poking Emily. "Yeah, well not all of us can read as fast as you can Reid." Spencer smiled smugly and turned his attention to me. I stared back at him not knowing what else to do. "Reid… stop scaring the girl. You haven't even started yammering about statistics and already you are scaring her." The man called David said walking by. Emily laughed. Spencer looked away and slumped his shoulders slightly. I was thankful that David had walked by, not because Spencer was scaring me it was because it seemed like he was profiling me. "Spencer…" I began and watched as he looked up from his deep thought. "Ask me whatever question is bugging you." I don't know what made me say it but I knew he had questions and well I guess deep down I wanted to answer questions yet I know by saying what I just said I would bring up unwanted emotions. Spencer stared at me for a second processing my words. "Are you sure?" he asked; I nodded. "Could you tell me about Michael Jones behavior while he had you captured?" All at once rage and fear came from nowhere and many thoughts ran around in my head. I didn't know what to say. I looked around the room and noticed everyone was looking at me. Derek and Garcia were even up and looking at me from the hall. "His behavior…-Come on Makayla we have to go." Derek cut me off and walked up behind me and glared at Spencer. Spencer looked slightly ashamed and looked away from Derek. Derek gathered his things and patted my shoulder signally he was ready to go. I stood up and Derek began walking. I began walking but stopped at the glass doors and turned to answer Spencer. "He was mentally ill and it was evident in his behavior. He was a good guy with the bad luck of getting an illness that causes lots of good people to do bad things."