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"Morgan, you've got to calm down." Reid whispers as Morgan paces the waiting room, the walls crisp white and sterile.
"Reid, who could...I mean she- He didn't do anything to her, I did. Take it out on me!" Morgan pounds his fist against the wall.
Reid wraps his arms around Morgan's trembling frame, trying to absorb the tension, the grief and worry mounting at a crest; and when it finally tumbles down, it's gonna clear them away.
Morgan's chest heaves as he holds back a sound.
"It's not your fault. She's the one who took her frustration out on Clooney. She's passive aggressive, we see that. She's just trying to get to you the best way she knows how." Reid murmurs as Morgan relaxes.
"The wounds were shallow, no major damage. I know..." Reid's words glance over Morgan's ears. "I know that doesn't make it any easier to swallow, but that's something right?" Reid looks Morgan in the eyes. Morgan slowly nods.
Reid's skin itches with the need to use. The smell of the hospital, the buzz of doctors, nurses and techs...this animal hospital probably has ketamine to dull the feeling, to sleep, to...loose yourself.
This is not about Reid. Clooney and Morgan. It's about them.
"I'm going to make a call." Reid whispers as he pulls away from Morgan.
"Okay. I'll be...here." His body sags as he sinks into a plushy waiting chair.
Reid steps out a side door and makes his call.
One ring, two, three (pick up pick up pick up) four, five...
"Hello my wonderful G-man. What's up?"
"Um, Garcia. I know we're not at work, but can you find someone for me?" Reid whispers into the phone.
"Sure...a baddie?"
"Yes Garcia. Name, Gia Brooks." Reid say.
"Isn't that Morgan's...ex?" Garcia says with a slight smirk in her voice.
"She stabbed Clooney." Reid sighs, scrubbing a palm across his face.
"Oh my...Is he alright? What...who would do such a thing to such a sweet, lovable puppy..." Garcia's voice is filled with apology as her fingers fly across the keyboard.
"Garcia, he's a fully grown dog, not a puppy. But I know what you mean. He's the only dog that actually liked me right off the bat. I think it's the socks. He likes to gnaw on them?" Reid's mouth twitches with the mention.
"I mean I know she's unstable and all that jazz...but seriously? What the friday?"Garcia laments as the information pulls up.
"Okay, she's just...your phone." Garcia's voice cuts out as the his phone beeps.
"Garicia?"Reid's voice is high.
"Got it." Garcia starts the trap and trace...thank goodness for their jobs.
"Gia?" Reid picks up the line."
Gia's voice hisses out.
"You fucker... I told you to stay away from him...from us. You...Bitch. It's your fault. You'll pay."
"Hello?" Reid's stomach plummets as the dead tone raped his ear.
"I'm sorry G-man, it wasn't enough." Garcia reports.
"It's okay. I think I know where to find her. Thanks baby girl." Reid says, Garci snorts.
"Saying thank you for the three of us." Reid explains simply.
"Keep them safe Reid?" Garcia.
"I will." Reid assures her.
"Stay safe for me Reid? For both the boy's sake?" She whispers. Reid hums.
"Can't promise you that." Reid deadpans.
"Kick that skinny witch's ass." Garcia says. Reid laughs.
"Talk to you soon Garcia." Reid says. Garcia says her goodbye and they both hang up.
Gia has to pay.
A/N: I think i'm doing this right...my computer ate this chapter twice... SAVE YOUR HARD WORK! (I'm a bit loopy. Need something to make me sleep (happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts.)
better chap. 'morrow? Crossing fingers tight.
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