A/N: One more time chapter for right now. I've finally got this story all planned out. Don't worry, the team will find out soon.

When Morgan entered the room, his "brother from another mother" was already asleep. The night passed smoothly, with Morgan leaving the room once to usher the team to go home and get some sleep.

Hotch was the first one to return, knocking on the private hospital room door.

Derek was already awake and hurried to the door, shutting it as he exited the room.

"How is he?"

"Asleep. He was restless but didn't wake up. Nurses can in to check his vitals a couple times. They say he can go home tonight."

"Oh-Oh, thank god!" The two men turned to face the voice, which was accompanied by the clicking heals of Garcia's shoes. She has two carriers full of coffee for her team.

"Are you two the only ones here?"

"Not anymore," Rossi supplied from behind them, Tara in tow.

"Coffee for my fine furry friends," Garcia added, passing the warm drinks out.

"If JJ doesn't get here soon, I might have to drink her's too," Morgan said, rubbing his eyes.

"I'm here, I'm here," JJ said breathlessly. "Sorry, Henry overheard us talking about Spencer. He threw a fit until we promised he could see him sometime this week."

"Oh my poor little baby," Garcia pouted.

JJ was about the open her mouth to ask about her son's godfather, when the door to his room opened, and a bruised Spencer appeared, limping slightly, holding on to the door frame with his free arm.

"Spence, what are you doing? Get back in bed."

"I'm fine, JJ. I feel like I'm missing the party."

"Well, let's take the party inside so you can sit down," Hotch said, offering his arm to the injured man.

Reid took it and sat on his bed, Garcia taking the empty bed space next to him.

"Spence, Will said they're close to getting the guy. It's almost over."

Reid nodded. "Good. Good, that's good. Tell him thank you for me."

There was an awkward silence.

"I lost my badge and all my money."

"You're new badge is being processed," Hotch replied gently.

"And I canceled all you credit cards," Garcia added.

"Oh. Thank you," Reid whispered, playing with the hem of his hospital gown. "Do you think I could get out of this gown?"

Just as Morgan was about to open his mouth to protest, Rossi stepped forward. "Sure, kid. Let me help you."

"Shouldn't we ask the doctor?" Garcia asked gently.

"I'll do it. Just give us a minute," Rossi said, gently ushering the team out of the room.

"Hey… we'll be back," Garcia said, gently hugging her young genius.

Once the team was cleared, Rossi turned back to face Reid.

"How are you?"

"Fine."

"You didn't tell Will what happened."

It was a statement, not a question.

"I told him I was robbed. I was."

"Spencer."

"What?" Venom dripped from his words, as Reid clenched his good hand.

Before Rossi could respond, there was a knock on the door and Will appeared with a grim look on his face.