A/N: Hey everybody… I'm back from my five-day vacation and I come bearing a new chapter… so I just hope you like it since I'm not too sure if it's any good or not *crosses fingers hopefully* Comments, as always would be more than appreciated *smiles*

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Disclaimer: None of the CM characters belong to me… I just borrowed them for this little story… my OC'S do belong to me though… this story doesn't mean to offend anybody… this is just for fun… and not for money either...

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Chapter 4

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None of the two had an idea how much time had passed since Dr. Steinberg had left them alone. Reid was still sobbing quietly against Derek's chest, seeking comfort in the other man's embrace.

Morgan didn't really mind it and pulled his chair a little closer to the bed so that Reid could feel that he was still there with him and that he was as comfortable as possible.

For a while the only sounds breaking the silence were Spencer's heartbreaking sobs and sometimes Morgan's soothing 'it's going to be okay's'.

If asked Derek wouldn't be able to tell how long it had taken before Spencer's sobs turned to whimpers and the young genius finally got his feelings back under control at least for now.

When Reid trusted his voice again, he turned his face towards Morgan, nuzzling his cheek even more against Derek's strong chest and against the hand that was stroking his arm, giving him comfort.

"Thank you, Morgan." He whispered, closing his eyes tightly so that he could at least pretend that everything would be alright when he opened them again later.

Morgan squeezed Reid's arm again.

"There's nothing you need to thank me fore, Pretty Boy, it's my fault that you're in the damn hospital after all." He replied, his voice full of regret and he finally couldn't hold back the guilt anymore that he felt, ever since he'd seen Reid falling out of that window three days ago.

After all Morgan felt that this whole mess was his fault, that he had put Reid in the hospital because he had not handled the situation right.

Reid's left eyebrow shot up along with his eyes and confusion colored his face.

"What?" The young genius questioned, the worry about his eyesight forgotten for the moment when he became aware of the self-loathing in Morgan's voice.

Derek stiffened and Spencer could feel it clearly, since Morgan's hand had also tightened around Spencer's.

"Why on earth would you think that?" Reid questioned dumbfounded for once.

Morgan ran a hand over his face, for a fleeting moment glad that Reid couldn't see him right now, because the last thing Spencer needed right now, was to worry about Derek too.

And you didn't need a profiler to see the worry and guilt in Morgan's face and Derek knew that.

Reid would easily be able to tell what Morgan was feeling if he could see his face right now.

Like this Morgan hoped that Spencer wouldn't be able to tell how much guilt he carried.

For a moment Morgan regretted that he had said anything at all and he contemplated to tell Reid to forget it but he also knew that Spencer wouldn't be able to let it go… and Morgan also knew that he needed to apologize to Spencer so that he would be able to let go of the guilt and he could only hope that Reid would forgive him when he remembered what had really happened.

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So Morgan took a deep breath and separated from Spencer a little because he couldn't tell the younger man if he was this close.

He also waited until Spencer was settled back on the bed, looking as comfortable as possible.

The look on Reid's face made it obvious to Derek that Spencer still had no idea what he wanted to say.

Sure, Reid's memories about the actual incident were probably hazy and incomplete at best, caused by the fall and the concussion but Morgan knew that it was probably only a matter of time until Reid's eidetic memory would catch up on it.

And Derek hoped that Spencer would forgive him more easily. If he told him himself what had happened.

So the BAU-Agent squeezed his friend's hand again to give himself strength before he started talking.

"If I had handled the situation differently you wouldn't be in hospital right now."

Spencer still didn't understand what exactly Derek was talking about… his memories were indeed hazy but his gut told him that this situation was not Morgan's fault… and as a profiler Spencer had learned to trust his gut.

//Morgan would never do anything to hurt me…// was the only thought that ran through his mind, his blindness forgotten for the moment because right now Morgan was more important. And Spencer would never allow the man he had deep feelings for, to carry guilt over something that was not his fault.

"Morgan… Derek… this is not your fault. Sure, I have no clear picture of what had happened but how could you have known that Keller would attack a federal agent or drag me through the window with him? How could you even have known that he was still in the house?"

"I should have known."

Reid gave a dry laugh that hurt his throat but he ignored the pain for now.

"Well… unless you did turn psychic and haven't told me about it yet, there's no way for you to have known…"

"But… I should have handled the situation differently." Derek started, but stopped immediately when Spencer held up his free hand, the memories slowly coming back… he remembered Derek's petrified yell when Keller had been fighting with him… he could clearly hear the fear and panic in his friend's voice when he had fallen out of the window.

But he still had no clue why Derek would harbor any feelings of guilt about that… it had been an unfortunate incident that could happen if you chose to become an FBI-Agent.

"You couldn't have done it differently, Derek… you only wanted to protect me. And that's all that matters to me… that's what's important to me… and how can I be mad at you when all you did was done to save me?" Spencer's voice was warm and full of affection and he accentuated his words by squeezing Derek's hand gently.

Morgan's heart did a funny jump when Reid said those words and warmth spread through his whole body, the guilt that had made him miserable for the last days slowly faded away, now that he knew Spencer didn't blame him for what had happened.

And even though he still felt responsible and prayed that Reid would regain his eyesight, he knew that he could work through this as long as Spencer didn't hate him.

//And I'll do everything I can to make him feel as comfortable as possible, no matter what it takes.//

"Thank you, Pretty Boy." Derek said gently and out of an impulse ran a hand through Spencer's unruly hair.

"Not for this…" Spencer whispered tiredly, his injuries and fears catching up with him, now that he wasn't so worried about Derek's well-being anymore.

The conversation had exhausted the young genius physically and emotionally.

Derek had realized that too because he petted Reid's hair gently and told him: "Get some rest, kid. I'll tell the other that they better come and see you tomorrow."

Spencer was a little more awake the second Morgan informed him that the others were on their way to see him.

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"They're coming here?" He questioned with a hopeful smile and Derek was amazed and sad at the same time that even after all those years and after everything they had been through together, Reid sometimes still doubted how important he was to the team.

Reid sometimes needed someone to tell him this and Morgan was more than willing to be this person, to tell Spencer how important he was to them…

//How important he is to me…// The thought popped up before Morgan could stop it but slowly Derek started to come to terms with his growing feelings for the young genius.

"Of course they're coming, Pretty Boy, they were all sick with worry those past days." He answered with a small smile even though Spencer couldn't see it.

"But you need your rest and I'll tell them that it's better if they come back tomorrow after you've had a proper night's sleep."

And if Morgan was hones there was another reason for him to send the others away, even though it was a bit hard to admit that to himself, let alone out loud… he wanted to keep Reid to himself for a while longer before the others, especially JJ and Garcia would demand a lot of Reid's attention and would start to mother him, pushing Morgan to the background, but Morgan enjoyed taking care of Reid, enjoyed the trust he saw in the younger man's face when he touched him.

Morgan just wanted Reid all to himself, to cuddle him, to take care of him, to protect him…

//God Derek, you're starting to become pathetic… now you're even jealous of your own team…// Morgan thought, still not entirely sure what to make of those new, confusing feelings for the young genius.

//I can't be falling for him…// Derek scolded himself because that was the last thing Spencer needed right now… and since Derek was sure that there was no way Spencer would return his feelings, things could get awkward pretty quickly if Morgan was really developing feelings for Spencer… and was not only feeling like this because of the guilt he felt.

His attention wandered from his own thoughts back to Reid, who right now pouted adorably, at least that was how Morgan had come to think of the patented Reid pout.

"No, please let them come… they'll distract me from the doctor's words."

The now sad look on Reid's face and especially in his unseeing eye broke Derek's heart and he gave in without thinking twice.

"Okay, but not too long. You need your rest." He grumbled and was rewarded with an amused smile that let butterflies loose in his stomach.

"You know, if I didn't know better, I'd think that you're jealous and want to keep me all to yourself." Reid teased, not having an idea how close to the truth he had come with his joke.

And all Derek could think was //Busted//.

But Morgan recovered quickly. And if the situation had been different and the person had been anybody else, he would have started a flirt and would have answered with a "would it be so bad if I was?"

But that was the last thing Spencer needed right now.

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He sobered quickly and answered honestly, well half-honestly, since he was indeed a little jealous: "I wouldn't exactly call it jealous. I just want you to get better as soon as possible and you need your rest to achieve that."

He was also glad that Reid seemed to feel at least a little better because of the light-hearted banter between them and Morgan knew that it would help the most if he treated Reid like normal.

Reid only nodded in understanding and squeezed Derek's hand again gratefully.

"I know… and I'm really grateful for all you've been doing for me. But Morgan, you need your rest too since I assume you have spent most of the last days here. I think you should go home and get some rest yourself." Spencer suggested even though the thought that Derek would leave him alone in the hospital was terrifying him. But Morgan's well-being was important to him… very important so he could live with a few nightmares for Morgan's benefit.

"Are you kicking me out?" Morgan questioned, not sure if he should feel rejected or not.

Reid carefully shook his head so that he didn't cause himself pain.

"No, of course not… but I don't want to keep you from getting the rest you need." He said hurriedly.

And he looked so adorable to Morgan that he just couldn't resist the urge that had been building inside him, any longer and carefully pulled Reid into a hug. He was touched by Spencer's concern for his well-being when it was the younger man who was lying in the hospital, faced with the possibility of losing his eyesight.

"Don't worry about me, Pretty Boy. I can deal with a few nights sleeping in a plastic chair if this means you'll feel better." The words left Derek's mouth before he really thought about it.

Spencer's heart skipped a beat when Derek hugged him… and even though his ribs protested he returned the embrace awkwardly. But he was stunned after Morgan had said those words… and for once he had no idea what to reply to that and he really needed to stop the thoughts that ran through his head because of those words Morgan had said. He should really not over-interpret them… Derek was probably just happy that Reid had finally woken up.

The two men were still locked in that half-lying and a little awkward looking embrace, when the door to the room opened and an amused voice washed over them: "So… I come down here the whole way from New Orleans because I've been told you've been in an accident and need the support and company and find that you already have good company and that I'm not really needed."

Derek and Spencer separated quickly, startled by the newcomer and in his haste to separate from Reid, Morgan had nearly fallen off his chair.

But Reid didn't even notice that because he had his head already turned into the direction of the door and even though he couldn't see who was standing there, he had instantly recognized the voice…

"Ethan!"

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to be continued...

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