See Her Again

By: AndiKaneUnderwood

Written as a tag for Season 11, Episode 6: "Derek"

CM~CM~CM

Morgan nearly went insane just by the pain alone. He couldn't handle it and slipped back into his trance to recent his mind from shutting his body down.

The pain lessened and dissolved completely as he opened his eyes to see his father standing beside him and the open field they where walking in.

His father smiled as he helped Morgan up and they began to walk through the field once again. "Good thing you know someone with a Ph.D. in Chemistry." He told Morgan.

Morgan smiled as he remember the sleepless nights he'd spend with his lover as she spent countless hours looking for a way to alleviate the pain.

"A couple years back, when our troops encountered white phosphorus in Iraq, Reid took it upon herself to find a cure. Kid wouldn't shut up about copper sulfate." He replied. His father smiled at him and Morgan knew his Pop approved of his younger lover.

Any doubts about his father's approval vanished with the smile Morgan recieved.

"Well, maybe you should thank her the next time you see her." His Pop said, stopping and turning towards Morgan.

Morgan thought about that, remembering all the long nights they'd spent working cases, all the morning after they'd made love, all the times he'd helped her with her migraines, and every time she'd stayed home to take care of him.

In flashes he got varying memories.

"Hey, Pretty Girl!" Morgan called as Sabrina stood from her desk.

Said female looked up first in confusion, then in surprise as her coat landed in her arms.

"Five twenty-seven, Sabrina. Time for me to make good on the promise for dinner." Morgan grinned and Sabrina have her same shy smile right back.

~CM~

"Reid!" Morgan yelled, combing through the woods and the cornfield looking for his missing friend.

"Reid!" He heard Prentiss and Gideon shout a ways off.

No! No, no, no! He'll never get to tell her! He won't see her again! His eyes fill with tears he blinks back quicker than they can form.

He shouts. He screams. He begs for her to come to them.

When she doesn't and they've spent hours looking, Morgan falls to his knees in defeat. They'd failed her.

"Sabrina!" He yelled into the open sky. One last desperate plea for her to find them.

His call goes unanswered and he leans over, bent double at the waist. "No." He whispers.

~CM~

"Sabrina?" Morgan asked as he steps into the girl's house. They'd just recently lost someone Reid had personally connected with. Maeve Donovan, killed by Diane Turner, had died when Reid couldn't put enough into her performance that she "loved" Diane.

Because she didn't love Diane and she certainly didn't love Maeve. But Diane hadn't understood that and the only way to free Maeve was to play the part of bisexual and pretend to love Diane. It didn't work and Reid was severely torn up about it.

"Sabrina?" Derek asked, coming in. He stopped when he felt something under his foot.

He looked down and saw it to be a book. The same book Reid had recieved from Maeve after Reid had explained about her nervousness with Derek. Maeve had given Reid this book as her advice. The Narrative of John Smith was laying in the room open with a few pages crinkled and the spine cracked, but nothing else visible wrong.

"Rina?" Morgan asked, picking up the book and smoothing out the ruffled page. He closed it and set it on the coffee table as he moved towards the bed room.

He hears the soft sobs and pushes the door open.

Sabrina sits on her bed with her face in her hands and her body heaving with sobs. "D-Derek." She gasps.

"Oh, Rina." He murmurs, sitting next to her and pulling her close.

Once Sabrina had cried herself out, Derek took the time to assuage her fears and insecurities. They fell asleep still clothed and tangled together.

Derek looked at his father. "Am I ever gonna see her again?" He asked, a bit worried and slightly tense. He didn't like the idea.

His father shrugged. "Well, that's up to you." He replied and Morgan makes up his mind that he has to survive this.

To see Reid again, he will.