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Emily walked down the corridor, cursing under her breath as she made her way to the room that Morgan was supposed to be in. When she turned the corner she already heard an argument and a smile made its way to her face.
Typical Morgan. Stubborn as always. She thought while she leaned against the doorframe of his room.
Morgan sat on the side of his bed and argued with a young nurse.
"I want to see my team and I want my discharge papers like right now!" He growled angrily. The nurse turned around and left the room with fast steps.
"Will you ever stop annoying the nurses?" Emily said with a grin. Morgan looked over at her and let out a sigh.
"Emily Prentiss. I've never been so happy in my life to see you. Are you okay? Do you have any information on the others? On Reid?" He said and started rambling like Reid.
"Well, it's good to see you too, Derek. My leg is just fine and I'm free to go. How are you? I just know that Rossi is having his hands stitched, but I have no information on the others yet," Emily informed him in a serious tone.
"Bullshit. You discharged yourself too. I heard the nurses talking about a female agent that just ripped her I.V. out and discharged herself. It only could be you," He said with a small chuckle.
"You're right. It seems like we all want out of here as soon as possible." Emily said while she walked over to Morgan and sat down next to him on the edge of the bed.
Morgan pulled her into a hug and they stayed like that for a few seconds before the embrace came to an end, but Morgan's arm still remained around Emily's shoulders.
"How do you think Reid is doing?" Emily asked in nothing more than a whisper.
"He will be good as new. He's a fighter. We just have to wait," Morgan mumbled as his mind drifted off.
Garcia quickly made her way down the hospital corridor. Her eyes red and puffy from non-stop crying. Oh God please let my babies be okay, She prayed as she basically ran down the room. In that moment she put all her manners aside and just busted through the door without even caring to knock.
The moment she walked into the room J.J's and Hotch's eyes landed on her with a confused expression all over their faces.
"Oh thank god, you're okay." Garcia said with a sab as new tears made their way down her face. She ran over to J.J and pulled her into a bone crashing hug.
"It's okay, I got you Garcia. Are you alright?" J.J asked in concern as she looked at Garcia's head wound.
"I am fine, honestly, don't worry about me. Just a concussion." She said while her eyes wandered to Hotch. She walked over to him.
"May I?" She asked as she looked him straight in the eyes with tears in her eyes.
Hotch didn't answer but instead stood up and pulled her close in a hug. Garcia started to sob uncontrollably against Hotch's chest. He calmly stroke her back.
"Everything will be alright Penelope, don't worry." He said while looking down at his shaking co-worker. It felt a bit weird to hug someone for that long but he knew in this situation it was more than needed; not only for her but for him as well.
Hotch released Garcia from his embrace and he guided her to sit down on the bed and handed her a tissue. J.J sat down next to her and took her trembling hands in her own.
"Do you have any news on the others?" J.J. asked hopefully.
Garcia shook her head. "No, they just told me that I would find one agent in room 301 and here I am."
A small knock pulled them out of their conversation and a young nurse came into the room followed by a doctor.
"Here are your discharge papers, Agent Hotchner." The young nurse said and let the doctor step forward.
"The best word to describe your team right now has to be stubborn. I have to admit that." The doctor said with a serious tone. Hotch immediately was in full boss mode.
"Do you have any information on my team?" Hotch asked stern but also hopeful.
The doctor looked down into his files. "I just signed the discharge papers of an Agent called Emily Prentiss and as far as I know she is with another Agent of yours. Morgan I think was his name if I remember correctly. This agent also demanded to be discharged immediately. They're in room 375."
J.J. softly chuckled as the doctor explained how stubborn and insisting Emily and Derek were; it certainly was no surprise to her. The small smile quickly disappeared as she thought about Rossi and Spence.
"Do you have any news on Agent Rossi and Dr. Reid?" She asked concerned. She pressed Garcia's hand a bit tighter" afraid for the answer.
"Agent Rossi is getting his wounds stitched up as we speak and should make a full recovery. As for Dr. Reid, I sadly don't have any news. I am sorry but I will make sure to inform you as soon as I hear anything from your Agent."
"Thank you for everything." Hotch said and shook the doctors hand. The doctor shook all their hands and walked out.
"If you need anything please just ring the bell. Here or in room 375 where I think you are going now. I will personally take Agent Rossi to your room then." The nurse said with a small smile.
"Thank you Miss Roberts. We really appreciate that. " Hotch said firmly, glancing at her name tag and feeling a little bad for how he had treated her earlier.
"Oh please call me Abby and you're welcome." She said as she too turned around and left the room.
"Let's go and reunite our team." Hotch said and they all together made their way towards room number 375.
"Charge the defibrillator higher and everyone get away from the table!" The doctor yelled at the staff around him. "Charging. Three. Two. One!"
Reid felt as if 1000 lightning bolts were rushing through his body. Pain. The pain was everywhere. In that moment he realised something. He was dying. They tried to make his heart beat again. He had to fight but he was in so much pain. How was that even possible?
"This is Dr. Reid, our expert in...well, everything." He heard Hotch's voice echo in his mind.
Well obviously not in everything it seems, otherwise I would have found a way to save my team sooner, Reid thought sadly while his mind was racing.
"We got a pulse Doctor!" A nurse called out as the soft beeping of a machine was heard in the otherwise quiet room. A few sighs could be heard.
"Good work but now let's hurry up with the surgery. I don't know if we could get him back one more time." The doctor said as the continued the surgery.
Suddenly, another memory flashed into his mind. "Do you want to go to Yale Henry? That was your godfather's safety school. I can get you into Caltech with just one phone call." Reid remembered how happy he was in that moment. Never in a million years had he thought someone would like him so much that he would be chosen as a godfather. He wondered if he would ever see Henry again and if he could keep his promise to him.
"Aspirate the blood! There is too much blood I can't see anything!" The doctor yelled. "We need two more packs of blood transfusion. He is losing too much blood!"
"Pretty. Boy!"
Morgan? Sadly Reid realised it was yet again another flashback to when everything was normal. Reid remembered how confused he was the first time Morgan gave him that nickname He thought he was just being mean and said that to tease him but soon Morgan became his best friend and he grew into his nickname. How he wished he could hear his team talking to him right now.
"Where are the damn blood transfusions? That kid is too young and I refuse to allow him to die on my table! So I don't care what you have to do but get the damn blood transfusions!"
"If you ever need anything. Just blow on that." He heard Derek say in the back of his mind. A picture of the silver whistle crossed his mind. He bet that if he had a whistle right now and would blow it that Derek would break down all the doors to get to him followed by the others close behind. Reid knew something was not right when his mind began to get clouded.
"His vital signs are dropping again!" From a distance, Reid could hear that the doctor ordered the nurses to get some medication but right now he couldn't care less. He tried to focus on his team. His family.
"What did you join a boy band?" Trying to finally be normal and it backfired like that. The hairdresser tricked him. It will look so good on you. I can assure you that. Well he remembered the funny looks he got from his team, but all he focused now was their smiles.
"Attach the first bag of blood transfusion now. Let's hurry up!"
Morgan's whistle had helped. Well, not really but Reid really liked the thought that Morgan got him the lifesaving blood transfusions because he called out to him.
"This is gonna hit you and when it does, there are only three facts you need to remember. You did what you had to do, and a lot of good people are alive because of what you did." Gideon's words were stuck in his head right now and the last sentence was on repeat in his mind.
"I am proud of you!"
Thank you and all the love, Sarry.
I just want to add to what Sarry said: Thank you guys so much for your continued support, it really motivates us both.
With that said, it is now my turn! Ahhhh, okay, well I best get writing; I'll be back with an update as soon as I can.
See you in Chapter...11 is it?