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Title: Divine Intervention

Author: Ihli

Rating/Warnings: M/MPreg

Pairing: No pairing for story, Hotch/Reid established.

Summary: Morgan is missing and the unsub has very special plans for him. (M-Preg/No pairing/Established Hotch/Reid)

Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds or any of the characters I just like to play with them sometimes. I promise to put them back where I found them.

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Hello all,

I haven't gotten a lot of reviews for this. It's definitely not my usual type of Fic. I hope people are enjoying it.

Thanks to The Shameless BookWorm for the push to write this story and for Beta'ing it. All mistakes are mine.

Please review.

-Ihli

Chapter 4

Morgan's eyes fluttered open.

Pain.

An aching throb filled his stomach. His arms were still suspended above his head.

"And our hope for you is firm because we know that just as you share in our sufferings, so also you share in our comfort."

Morgan lolled his head to the side to see the unsub still in the surgical scrubs now decorated with blood. "What?"

"Second Corinthians verses one through seven." The unsub's eyes were glazed with euphoria "Your discomfort is temporary and for the greater glory."

Morgan's eyes closed. He wished Reid was here. Reid would be able to put the quote in context, to figure out what it meant, but he was glad Reid wasn't here, too. For once, it wasn't his baby brother who was in trouble. "What…what did you do to me?"

"'Thus says God, the LORD, who created the heavens and stretched them out, who spread out the earth and what comes from it, who gives breath to the people upon it and spirit to those who walk in it.' Isaiah forty-two verse five."

Morgan gritted his teeth, the words coming out with conviction. "What. Did. You. Do?"

The unsub's eyes crinkled so Morgan knew he was smiling under the surgical mask. "It's very simple Agent Morgan…Derek. I have performed a miracle as only I can. I have made life in a lifeless vessel."

Morgan wondered what drugs he had been given because his mind felt sluggish and clouded. Nothing the man said seemed to make any sense. "What?"

The unsub leaned over and whispered in Morgan's ear. "You're pregnant," He held up a pregnancy test with two clear blue lines.

Buford had used him and abused his trust. His one comfort was that he could not get pregnant from that bastard's actions. "You're insane."

"'Remind God's people to obey rulers and authorities. Remind them to be ready to do what is good.' Titus three verse one"

Back to the cryptic shit. "You can quote scripture all you want, but you can't get blood from a stone."

"Oh, but I can. Believe me when I say that 'I am in the Father, and the Father is in me; or at least believe on the evidence of the miracles themselves.' John fourteen verse eleven. You are pregnant. I have placed the spark of life inside you and even now, it grows."