Summary : Late one night Morgan is awaken by Reid knocking on his door. Reid is agitated and has a feeling that something is going to go wrong. (Bad Summary, I know.) Morgan/Reid SLASH. Don't like, don't read. Rated M for language, violence and adult situation.
A/N - As always, thanks to everyone who reviewed and added this to their favorites and story alerts! Constructive criticism is always appreciated, flames are never wanted. I hope you enjoy.
Warnings - Mild language, mild violence, nothing graphic.
Disclaimer - I don't own anyone or anything that you recognize. The only things I own are the spelling and grammar mistakes.
Chapter 4
"Let him go!" Prentiss yells. Her and JJ have their guns drawn and pointed at the large man. The man growls yanking Reid in front of him, his arm around his neck. Reid's hands shoot up to grab the arm out of reflex. The man pulls a knife from his pocket and puts it to Reid's throat.
"Drop your guns or the young doctor is going to have to get hurt," he says dragging Reid back with him slowly.
"We can't do that," Prentiss says calmly, the man tightens his hold on Reid's throat. Reid is gasping for breath, his airway almost completely blocked.
"Drop the guns and kick them away or he might not live that much longer," he says tightening his grip slightly.
"Okay," they concede, glaring, both slowly lower their weapons.
When the guns are on the ground and kicked away the man loosens his hold on Reid who coughs, gasping for breath. The man pulls his knife away from Reid and tries to drag him away from them.
Reid twists out of his hold once again, this time however, the man cuts his arm trying to grab him again. JJ and Prentiss used the distraction to grab their guns. Reid breaks away from the man and quickly gets behind Prentiss, the man takes off after he sees JJ and Prentiss both have their weapons back.
"Are you alright?" JJ asks as Prentiss gives chase. She leads Reid to the opening of the alleyway and sits him on the sidewalk.
"Yeah," he coughs, his throat sore and his chest throbbing. "Sorry, I think I dropped your purse," he apologizes keeping pressure on the cut to his arm.
"Don't worry about it." JJ says giving him a small smile. She helps him put pressure on his wound. "Paramedics will be here soon. We called for backup when we noticed you had disappeared," she explains.
"Bastard got away," Prentiss grumbles holstering her gun and handing Reid his, "Are you alright Reid?"
"Yeah," he answers holstering his own weapon, "Thanks."
"Not a problem. You do know that Morgan's never going to let you out of his sight any time soon now." Prentiss smirks slightly.
"Don't remind me," Reid groans rolling his eyes.
The sounds of the ambulance approaching is heard nearby. They walk up to the vehicle as it parks in the parking lot.
"Sir, if you'll come back here I can take a look at you," a paramedic says leading him to the back of the vehicle. When they pull up his sleeve the paramedic wipes it with alcohol swabs. "This isn't very deep," he smiles to reassure Reid and dresses it quickly. It only takes a few minutes for him to finish. The paramedic swiftly checks his ribs, they are only bruised, before he lets him button up his shirt and meet up with Hotch and Morgan, who have just arrived.
"Reid, are you alright?" Hotch asks walking up to Reid who was coming around the ambulance.
"Yeah," he says rubbing his neck unconsciously, "a few bruises and a few scratches, otherwise I'm fine."
"What happened?" Morgan asks looking over Reid, his worry and anger obvious.
"JJ left her purse inside, I went back to get it. On my way back out this guy grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the alleyway. The man was big, about six-three, two-hundred pounds, broad shoulders, blond hair, and blue eyes. He told me that he was paid to bring me with him, by any means necessary.
"JJ and Emily came to help and he held a knife to my throat. He had JJ and Emily drop their weapons. I was able get away. JJ and Emily took the opportunity to get there weapons and the guy ran off. Emily went after him, but she lost him," Reid explains, omitting a few key injuries he had received.
"Reid, you need to be more careful, this guy is getting serious and dangerous," Hotch scolds as he leads Reid to their car.
"I noticed." Reid mumbles.
"Reid, I had Garcia go through your phone records, both calls were made from a payphone across the street from your apartment," Hotch tells him as they pull into the FBI parking lot. Reid nods, not at all surprised.
"Reid, you are going to have to stay with someone until we catch these guys." Hotch explains when they get back to the bullpen.
"Morgan and I have already discussed this. He said I could stay with him." Reid tells him, sitting down gingerly.
"Okay, good. Morgan, I'm going to have an officer stationed outside of your house," Hotch says turning to the darker man, who nods, his eyes on the young doctor.
"Reid, I'm going to send up a sketch artist so you can describe the man that tried to take you after you eat," Hotch announces before he turns to leave. "Morgan, keep a close eye on him."
"You know I will," Morgan replies glancing up to see Hotch smirk and leave. "Let's go eat with everyone else," Morgan says giving Reid a hand up. Morgan doesn't see Reid wince at the sudden movement, much to Reid's relief.
"So Reid, how are you doing?" Rossi asks as they sit down to eat.
"I'm okay, a little sore, but otherwise fine." Reid says, giving a small smile. They all dig in to their food, no one really talking.
After half an hour a woman peers into the room.
"Dr. Reid?" she asks. Reid stands up slowly and follows her to the bullpen, Morgan follows Reid quickly.
"You don't have to come with you know," Reid mumbles taking a seat at his desk. The woman grabbing Prentiss's chair and sits in front of Reid. Morgan takes his chair and sit beside Reid.
"Nope, not gonna happen. Last time I let you out of my sight you almost got kidnapped," Morgan says leaning back in his chair. Reid sighs before describing the man to the sketch artist.
"Thank you Dr. Reid," the woman says shaking Reid's hand after they finish, "Can you send Agent Prentiss here for me?" she asks as Morgan and Reid get up.
"Of course," Morgan says following Reid back to the conference room.
"Emily, your turn," Reid says taking a seat, holding back a groan when his ribs are pulled.
"Reid, come to my office!" Hotch says, though his expression doesn't give it away, anyone who knows Hotch can tell he is upset. "Morgan you too," he adds almost as an afterthought.
Morgan and Reid look at each other in confusion but follow their boss to his office.
A/N - I will try and update again tomorrow, no promises though. Thanks for reading everyone!