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An hour later

"Morgan, hurry up. I want to get back to Reid," Garcia called back behind her to Morgan, she smiled at the fact that Morgan was carrying most of the bags behind him. She had tried to take some of the bags but Morgan had refused. He finally caught up with as she turned the corner. "I wish you would let me carry some of the bags and stop treating me like I'm made of glass."

"I know that you're not made of glass but I don't want to risk anything happening. After everything that has happened, I just want you and our baby to be safe. Let me be me and treat you like a queen," Morgan smiled before giving her a kiss on the cheek. Garcia grinned back to him and kiss him back on his cheek.

"I love you," Garcia grinned.

"I love you too, babygirl."

Morgan and Garcia came to the outside of Reid's room, both panicked when they heard the sound of Reid being sick. Garcia quickly opened the door to find Hotch at Reid's bedside holding a bowl under Reid's chin. She quickly rushed to his side and placed her bags to the side. Morgan quickly put down his bags and rushed to Reid's side.

"What's wrong?" Garcia asked as she ran her hand through his hair, she brought her hand away from Reid's warm forehead to find it covered with sweat.

"He has an infection and a fever, he keeps being sick. He can't sleep, his fever is going down due to some antibiotics. He's going to have a rough night," Hotch explained as he moved the bowl from under Reid's chin once he was sure he had finished. Hotch placed the bowl out of sight before returning to Reid's side. "What are two doing back so soon?"

"I couldn't sleep properly with him being in here," Garcia said as she sat down on a chair, she cradled Reid's hand in hers as she watched him lay against his pillow, her focus on Reid's breathing and his pale complexion. "I shouldn't have left him alone."

"Garcia, there is nothing you could have done to help him. He wanted you to get some rest," Hotch said.

"Don't...want them to leave," Reid moaned as he layed himself further into his pillow. Morgan and Garcia both exchanged a glance before they looked back to Reid.

"What is he talking about?" Morgan asked.

"He's been talking about this for the last hour or so. I don't think he realises he's saying it. He keeps talking about you two moving away and being able to start a true family. He overheard you two talking about it. He's still hiding some issues. He's afraid of being alone again," Hotch frowned.

"We want him to move with us but only if he wants to. We would never leave him alone again. He's part of our family, we love him and I'm not going to leave him alone again. What issues does he still have?" Garcia asked.

"He's sick of being used against the team and he is tired of all the pain. I know why he is feeling that way. Blake and Alex Frenson used him as a distraction, they almost killed him for a diversion. He's fought his way back to the BAU and regained his life only to find himself used again by Thomas Lambert."

"Oh, sweetheart," Garcia sighed unhappily as she held Reid's hand tight. She turned to Morgan with tears threatening her eyes. "He's coming with us no matter what he says."

"Of course he is. Everything is going to be fine Garcia," Morgan assured her as he kissed the top of her head.

"Why does everything happen to him? All he's ever done is protect us all. We always fail in protecting him, I wish he could have something good in his life."

"Babygirl, he does have something good in his life, he had you."

"No, he almost died because of me. I'm not good for him."

"Penelope Garcia, you listen to me right now," Hotch said in a strong voice. "You are the best thing for Reid, you helped him get his life back and you have kept him from going into some very dark places that we both know he could have entered. His life is better because of you, you saved him from breaking apart. Don't ever think that you are bad for him. You are his guardian angel and he's yours."

"He's right, babygirl," Morgan said as he squeezed her shoulder.

Garcia jumped slightly when she felt Reid squeeze her hand and hold into it with a tight grip. She looked up to see Reid's eyes were closed and he was still exhausted.

"Please...stay," Reid whispered.

"I will, Reid. I'm going to stay right here."

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