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Chapter 3:

JJ's P.O.V

When I woke up Reid was still asleep as well as everyone else, well everyone but Morgan.

"Morgan, you need to get some sleep."

"JJ I am fine, I want to..." He protested, but I cut in.

"No Morgan, you look like your about to pass out, I will wake you up when Reid wakes up." Morgan was so tired I don't think he had any fight left in him and replaced my spot on the window sill to get some shut eye.

I sat next to Reid and gripped his hand for the second time. It was evident that Reid hated hospitals and for good reason, but I couldn't help but smile at the young doctor in his peaceful slumber. It is nice to see that some color had returned to Reid's already pale skin.

I almost drifted off until I felt Reid's fingers start to wiggle in my grasp. I looked up to see his eyelids begin to move and leaned closer. Suddenly his eyes flickered open and shut back closed to shield himself from the harsh light.

"Reid? Are you awake?"

"JJ?" His voice was harsh and raspy, but I was able understand him.

"Yeah I am here, you are in a hospital. Do you remember what happened?" His eyes opened and landed on me, after thinking for a minute.

"I think so, was I shot? Or am I just crazy?" I let a slight giggle escape my lips.

"Yes, but we will talk about it later. The rest of the team is here and I am pretty sure Morgan will kill me if I don't wake him up to talk to you."

He smiled back at me which was pretty reassuring.

"Hey guys, Reid is awake." Everyone slowly woke up with tired eyes, but lost the tiredness once they saw Reid.

"Reid, how do you feel?" Hotch asked.

"Good. Just a little tired."

"Then you should get some rest, your looking good Pretty Boy." Morgan said.

"When I was getting coffee, I picked up something for you as well." Garcia pulled out a cup of stawberry jello, knowing it was Reid's favorite. Reid's smile looked exhausted, but appreciative.

"Jello!" His voice was even more raspy when he was excited.

"Could I have some water?" He asked hesitantly.

"Of course, one second." Kate rummaged through her bag, pulling out a bottle of water. She handed it to Spencer and he took it grateful.

He looked at everyone uncomfortably, I was confused at first until I looked down. All our clothes were still covered in red.

"Oh I am so sorry, we forgot to change." I replied.

"It's ok, when do I get out of here?"

"Not til tomorrow." Hotch gripped his shoulder lightly.

He let out a low groan and rolled his eyes.

"I hate hospitals."

"Yet it seems like you make it here the most." Rossi joked.

"I think it is karma." Garcia threw out.

"We are glad your ok kid, you had us worried." Morgan cracked a smile for the first time since we got to the hospital.

"Yeah we were afraid Morgan was going to kill the guy right there in the parking lot." Garcia joked. Morgan rolled his head in her direction with a slight grin.

"Who was it?" Spencer questioned, but there was no reply. We all looked at each other to look for a response.

"It was Jared, the mail guy." Garcia blurted out and received a worried look from the rest of the team, but we turned back to Reid who just seemed confused.

"Jared? What did I do to him?"

"We were hoping you could tell us." I added.

"He is in the interrogation room now and the police are waiting for us to interrogate him." Hotch stated.

"Well then why are we here?" To our disbelief, Reid began getting up and I ended up having to push him back down.

"I am not sure if you know, but you were just shot?" Rossi added.

"You have a point, but why are you all here? I am going to be fine."

"Alright, Garcia can stay with Reid. JJ and Rossi, we can go back to the BAU and talk to Jared. Morgan, and Kate, we have a permit to search Jared house and work space, please check out both. Reid get some sleep." Reid smiled, falling asleep within seconds.

Hotch stood at the door as it took me a minute to let go of Reid's hand. We all took the car back to the BAU and this ride seemed much more relaxed. When we reached the building, we each went to the bathroom to change and went our separate ways.

Rossi was going to watch from behind the glass while Hotch ans I interrogated Jared. I am not sure how I will hold myself back from pouncing this guy, but I knew that was the reason Hotch picked me, I would be the most level headed. Turning the handle, I walked inside behind Hotch. The normally quite and shy Jared, was now smiling wickedly and leaning back in his chair.

"When is the funeral? I would love to attend." He said in a cocky manner.

"How did you get past the parking lot security with that gun?" Hotch asked.

"Ah I see, switching the topic. Well if you must know, the security is used to me having boxes and letters in my mail car, a gun tucked away in one of the boxes was impossible to determine. Plus who would be suspicious of the kind and shy mail man."

"Why Reid?" I asked.

"Oh isn't that the question of the night. I was tired of that narcissistic nitwit walking around like he is the smartest guy here. I am smarter then he will ever be. I may not read as fast as him or be able to solve an algebraic equation like him, but I proved myself that I am smarter. I beat him." This guy was really getting on my nerves with this cocky attitude.

"Why are you telling us all this?" Hotch said in a calm tone.

"Well I better receive credit for killing the brilliant Doctor Reid. Make sure they use the photo from my Facebook profile. It is my favorite."

We both got up to leave, we had heard enough of this, but when Hotch reached the door, he turned back around.

"Oh by the way, Reid lived. Work on your aim big shot." With that he quickly shut the door behind him, but we could still hear the now angry Jared.

"WHAT? NO I SHOT HIM! HE IS DEAD!" He screamed.

When we reached the mirror room, we saw just how distressed Jared really was.

"This guy is a piece of work." Rossi smirked at us.

"You could say that." I added as we watched the grown man throw a hissy fit. Suddenly, he got out of his chair and chucked it at the mirror, causing us to take a step back.

"He told me he was dead!" Jared put his hands to his face.

"He?" Rossi repeated.