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*Chapter 10*

"One, two, three, four . . ."

"Again, JJ."

"One, two three, four . . ."

"Again."

"Where the hell is the medic?" Morgan yelled. "Get the damn medic in here, now!"

"One, two, three, four . . ."

"Come on, Reid. You're not leaving us."

Morgan was pumping Reid's unbeating heart. JJ gave him CPR. Hotch tried his best to stop the blood flow from his chest. Rossi and Blake arrested Mr. Jones and made sure Bill was okay before returning to where Reid lay on the floor.

"He's going to be okay," JJ murmured, tears in her eyes. She held his hand tightly. "Come on, Spence."

"Please move out of the way." At last, the medics had arrived.

They didn't want to leave Reid's side for a minute, but they moved off to the side and watched as the medics put an oxygen mask over Reid's face and started an IV.

"Clear!" Reid's back arched when the electricity hit his body.

"He's still flatlining."

JJ covered her mouth. Alex was crying. Rossi, Hotch, and Morgan just stood there, immobilized.

Suddenly a voice screamed, "Spencer!" A little body flew past them, but Rossi caught her.

"Let me go!" Jamie screamed, thrashing in his arms. "Spencer! Spencer!" She tried to escape the Italian man's hold on her, but his grip was too strong.

"Rossi." JJ touched his shoulder, and Rossi moved out of the way for her. JJ crouched down in front of the crying little girl.

"S-Spencer?" she sobbed.

"Jamie," JJ said softly. She gently touched her chin. "Look at me." Jamie did, her cheeks and nose red, and she kept sniffling.

"Daddy h-hurt him," she whispered.

"I know, but he'll be alright. It's Spencer."

"What about Daddy?" Jamie fisted her eyes. "Is he going away forever too like Mommy?"

JJ looked at the others behind her, unsure of what to say. She couldn't tell her she might go to an orphanage, or that her mother is dead. "Your Daddy's going to be away for a long time."

Jamie started to cry again.

"It's okay," JJ tried to reassure the girl. "It's going-"

"I'm glad they're gone," Jamie murmured. She wiped her face. "They didn't care about me. Everyone my Daddy brought home for me left." Suddenly she scrambled back, eyes wide. "You want to take Spencer from me! You can't! You can't!" She sat down roughly on the floor and cried.

JJ and the others stood there stunned, watching the crying little girl.

"The poor kid," Alex said sadly. "She's had a rotten childhood so far."

"Do you think Shelly's sister will take her?" JJ asked quietly.

No one had an answer. They just watched as the medics tried to bring back their friend, their genius, their kid, their baby boy, back to them.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

They all waited impatiently in the waiting room. Morgan was pacing, occasionally glancing at the door. JJ stepped out of the room to call Garcia.

Oh, my poor baby," Garcia whispered after JJ told her. "How is he?"

JJ could tell she was trying not to cry. "We don't know yet," she said, blinking away tears. "We won't know for a while." JJ took a deep breath.

Garcia took a shaky breath. "Well, call me as soon as you find out anything. Where is the girl, Jamie?"

JJ glanced behind her. Jamie was sitting hunched in a chair while Detective Sherman questioned her.

"Detective Sherman is talking to her," JJ said quietly. She looked at the little girl, studying her. Jamie had obviously been crying again. Her eyes were red and puffy.

"Garcia, I don't know what we're going to do. She adores Spence. What's going to happen if Jamie's aunt takes her to live in Oklahoma?"

"She can talk to him over the phone, skype, face time, etc. I mean, if he wants to. For all we know, he won't want anything to do with her."

"Spencer isn't like that," JJ defended her best friend. "But you're right. We won't know anything until Reid is out of surgery."

"Well, give everyone my love, and keep me posted."

JJ smiled for what felt like the first time in hours. "Alright, bye, Garcia." She hung up, set her shoulders, and went back to the waiting room.

". . . . been waiting for four hours," Morgan was saying. "We should know something by now. I'll go ask again."

"Will you leave those poor nurses alone?" Alex snapped, annoyed. She could feel a migraine coming. "When they know something, they'll tell us, and harrassing them isn't going to help."

Then Jamie entered the room, her arms pinned tightly at her sides. Since Rossi still scared her a little, she sat next to JJ. Everyone exchanged looks.

"She doesn't like us," Alex said quietly so Jamie couldn't hear. "Because she's so afraid we'll take Reid from her and not let her see him."

"How is she going to take it when she learns she might be moving to Oklahoma?" Rossi muttered.

"She won't know until her aunt decides." Hotch finally looked up. He'd been staring down at his hands for the past hour. "Garcia's been trying to get in touch with her."

Suddenly a doctor came in, little spots of blood on his scrubs. Everyone jumped to their feet.

"Is he okay?" Morgan was the first to ask. Jamie, still sitting, gave a little sob.

"He's alive," the doctor said. Everyone exhaled with relief. "But Dr. Reid barely made it, I'm afraid. The bullet is out, luckily it didn't hit anything major, though it came very close to puncturing a lung."

"Can we see him?" Rossi asked.

The doctor nodded. "He won't be awake until tomorrow, though."

"That's fine, thank you." Hotch shook his hand.

"He's in the recovery wing, room 314-C when your ready." He left.

"Hotch." JJ jerked her head in Jamie's direction, who was still sitting by herself.

Hotch nelt in front of her. "Do you want to go with us to see him?" he asked gently.

Jamie nodded shyly.

"Okay." Hotch held out his hand. Jamie took it and stood. Still holding on to his hand, they followed the others to the elevators. Morgan breathed evenly, closing his eyes, remembering when he and Reid had gotten trapped in an elevator.

They walked down the long hallway, until they finally found it, room 314-C. They entered. Jamie whimpered, gripping Hotch's hand tightly.

Reid was almost as pale as the sheets he was lying on. The sounds of the steady beeping from the heart monitor and the gentle rise and fall of Reid's chest was comforting to them. It meant he was alive. It meant he was okay.

JJ moved a chair to Reid's bedside and sat down, taking Reid's hand. Hotch sat on the other side, placing Jamie in his lap. Still sniffling, she reached out to take his other hand, squeezing it tightly.

"Miss you," she whispered. The others stood at the foot of the bed to give them space, though Morgan looked tense.

"I'm so glad he's okay," Alex sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"It could've been worse," Rossi said in a quiet voice, as if afraid he'd wake Reid.

Hotch caught Alex yawning. "We should try to get some sleep," he told them. "It's been a stressful case, and Reid needs to rest. We can come back tomorrow when he wakes."

"I'm not leaving," Morgan and Jamie said at the same time.

"Alright," Hotch sighed. "I'll tell the nurse." He got up, set Jamie on the chair, then left.

"I should call back Penelope," JJ murmured, then drifted out of the room.

The others moved closer. Alex took JJ's chair. No one said anything until Hotch and JJ returned.

"Garcia's demanding we go to the gift shop and buy every stuffed animal they have." JJ smiled and shook her head.

"It's set up. Morgan, you can take the extra bed, and Jamie can have the-" Hotch stopped. Everyone turned to see what he was looking at.

Without anyone noticing, Jamie had gotten up onto the bed and curled up at Reid's side. Her even breathing told them she was asleep.

"Or she can sleep there," Alex laughed.

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When Reid woke up, he was groggy, and he felt funny. There was a light weight on his left side, but his chest felt like it was being gnawed on by a tiger. Orange light poured in from behind the curtained windows, which told Reid it was early in the morning. He expected to see Bill Jones' living room, but instead he was in a small room with white walls, a TV, a table, and another bed . . . with someone in it. Reid started to panic, until he realized it was just Morgan. He sighed in relief, glad that Morgan had stayed with him. He closed his eyes again.

Then, like a dam, everything from the past few days came rushing back. Shelly on the floor dead, Mr. Jones aiming a gun at his father's head, Jamie . . . Jamie! His eyes flew open. Where was Jamie? Was she okay?

He felt someone move beside him, and he froze. Jamie was curled up at his side. She'd stirred in her sleep but didn't wake.

Reid sighed with relief. Thank goodness she was okay.

He wrapped his arm around her, and she instantly snuggled closer. Reid closed his eyes, his thoughts drifting as he settled into a peaceful sleep.