Disclaimer: I own nothing. Sad, but fact.
A/N: This chapter is everyone's perspective of a single moment.
Chapter 8: The Bomb
Hotch watched from his spot behind a desk. He watched Morgan fall, as the bomb exploded. This is entirely my fault. I told him to cut that wire, if I had just… His thoughts were interrupted by Garcia's scream.
Reid watched in horror as the bomb exploded, taking Morgan down with it. Once he felt the shockwave pass him by, Spencer stood up slightly, to look over at the agent. There's no way he could survive that. The probability of anyone surviving a blast of that magnitude…NO! Don't think that way. It's Morgan, he'll be fine, Reid thought.
Emily and JJ gasped as they watched Morgan fall. Frozen in shock, their thoughts were identical, that did not just happen. That did not just happen. That did NOT just happen.
Gideon watched, still bound to the chair, as the "strong" agent was overcome by a device no larger than a cell phone. They have no idea what they're in for, he thought, a large grin spreading across his face.
Garcia watched in shock as her husband fell. No, no, no, Derek…Derek! You have to be okay, Kevin needs you…I need you. After a moment of complete silence, a scream erupted from her throat, and she sprinted over towards Morgan.
Morgan winced as he heard a loud beep. He felt something tear at his hand, then the rest of him. He was thrown back with the force of the bomb. He heard a scream. Garcia, he thought, I have to get to her. That was the final thought in his minds, and he fell into the welcoming arms of death.
A/N: Okay, I know that was pathetically short, but I really wanted to give you guys something. I updated almost everyday during the summer, now I update maybe once a week...
