After about an hour Garcia had managed to talk Jack into going to the hospital and taking Allen and Shane with him since it had been a little over a week since the teen and pre-teen had gone to see their sister. They also needed him to leave since him being upset was making Sley even more upset. They had managed to get Henry and her both to fall asleep. She wasn't sleeping peacefully with Jack around. Once he had left with the boys she started to doze semi peacefully.

Arriving there Jack and the boys get visitor passes then head up to Christi's room.

"Okay no mentioning of what's going on right now. She doesn't need to hear that okay?" Jack said.

Both boys nod and head into their sisters room as Jack goes to get them sodas and something to eat.

"Hey Chrissie, sorry we haven't been around. School's been crazy and helping Papa with Sley. We need you to wake up. Especially for Jack. He's really getting serious about going to join the Marines. Please Chrissie wake up." Allen said.

Jack comes in a little while later and smiles a bit. Both Shane and Allen had fallen asleep in the window seat with their heads resting against the window.

He sets their drinks and snacks down then goes and sits next to Christi taking her hand in his.

"Hey babe, you gotta wake up. We're all worried about you. It's been a month and half now. I'm gonna go and join the Marines tomorrow. I've been thinking really hard about it and I want to do it. Babe please, I can't lose you. You have to wake up for me. Please." He said. He thought he saw her eyes flicker but he wasn't sure. He sat back to wait. He hoped it wasn't his imagination and that she was waking up. XXXX

Back at the crash site. Morgan was walking at a fast clip. He was scanning for anyone who could help him. In the distance he heard voices.

"Hello, we're here to help you. Can anyone hear us? Are you injured?" Speeding up Morgan kept his gaze focused ahead and smiled briefly when he saw the searchers.

"Hey, I need help!" he called out. The medics and rescue workers ran to him.

"What's your name?" one of the workers asked.

"Derek Morgan. You have to come with me. One of our agents is having a miscarriage. She's bleeding badly." Nodding they took off with Morgan in the lead.

"Are you hurt, Agent Morgan?"

"Not badly, just a few cuts and bruises and a knot on my head. One of the agents has a broken wrist and another has a sprained ankle. Other than that we all just have cuts and bruises accept for Emily."

"Is Emily the one having the miscarriage?" a female medic checked.

"Yes," Derek answered. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the team just over the next hill. XXXX

"Hey guys, the reporters talking again," Will called to the two agents who were watching the two kids sleep. Quickly they rushed to where the TV was.

"This is Ronda Baggins reporting once again from the scene of that horrific plane crash just outside of Quantico. Here's some footage an observer shot of the plane immediately after it crashed. I warn you, this is disturbing, if you have small children, I recommend sending them out of the room now." The three adults swallowed hard as they watched the footage of the decentigrated plane.

"M-m-mommy!" Henry cried from his place on the floor. Unknown to the adults he'd woken up and was watching the news report. Will rushed to his little boy and picked him up. Thankfully Sley remained asleep.

"Shh, buddy, shh. You'll wake Ainsley," Will whispered rocking the crying boy back and forth.

"Searchers are still looking for survivors, but so far, no one has been found. Members of the National Transportation and Safety Board have arrived and are starting their investigation. Reporting live, Ronda Baggins, Quantico."

"Is there anyway they could have survived?" Will whispered.

"Ninety five percent of planes who's engine fails usually don't," Reid began.

"Reid! This is not time for statistics," Garcia argued glaring at him.

"Sorry," he mumbled sheepishly. Garcia felt bad, she knew Reid spouted off statistics most when he was nervous or scared.

"No, I'm sorry for snapping at you," she apologized.

"Don't worry about it," he said.

"So is there any chance?" Will repeated.

"Yes, they're all strong and tough. They'll stick together and help each other. I'm sure the searchers will find them soon," Garcia comforted.

"I hope they do and that they're safe and sound, especially for their sakes," Will said pointing to the two children. The other two nodded in agreement. XXXX

Meanwhile back at the hospital Jack had fallen asleep in the chair and one of the night nurses came in to check on Christi and check her vitals and saw her waking up. She gasps and smiles and runs out and grabs her doctor before he could leave.

"Dr. Stevens! Christina Lynn Reid-Morgan is waking up."

He nods and goes and grabs everything he needs and the goes into her room flicking on the light waking all three of the boys up.

"Sorry boys for waking you up but look," He said nodding toward Christi. Jack jumped up when he saw that she was waking up. She squints her eyes then opens them.

Jack smiles and looks at her.

"Hey babe! Don't try and talk you've been in a coma for a month and half. Your doctor is right here. Don't talk." He said holding her hand.

"Is my sister going to be okay?" Shane questioned.

"It looks that way. If I like your progress, I'll move you from the ICU to a regular room tomorrow or the next day, Ms. Reid-Morgan. You're a very lucky young lady."

"Thank you," Christi mouthed.

"You're quite welcome," Dr. Stevens replied.

"Here's a glass of water," the nurse Sylvia said handing it to Christi who drank it gladly. Her throat was very raw and dry, but the water helped.

"I'm going to call Reid, be back in a little bit," Jack said kissing her gently.

"Okay, oh, and Jack?" she called just above a whisper.

"Yeah?"

"If you join the Marines, I'll kick your butt. Do you hear me?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good, now go call my dad." Nodding Jack gave her a smile before leaving the room.

"Well I'll leave you be for now. I'll be back to check on you in a couple of hours. Here's the call button if you need anything. Just press it and I'll come as quick as I can," the nurse said.

"Thanks, Sylvie," Christi responded then yawned.

"No problem," the nurse said closing the door behind her.

"I have to go to the bathroom," Shane complained.

"Okay, come on, I'll come with you," Allen said.

"I can go by myself," Shane protested.

"No, Papa wouldn't let you," his older brother argued as they walked to the door.

"We'll be back soon," he told Christi. She nodded closing her eyes. She reached for the remote and turned on the TV. She started flipping through the channels looking for something to watch. She stopped when she saw a caption at the bottom of the screne that said something about a plane crash. Turning up the volume she listened to what the reporter was saying.

"Just to recap for those of you just joining us, here's today's top story. A FBI plane carrying the primary team from the Behavioral Analysis Unit crashed just outside Quantico a little over two hours ago. The passenger manifest indicates that there were seven people on board. Five agents and two pilots. No survivors have been found yet, however, search and rescue efforts continue. Here's some footage a witness shot immediately following the crash. I warn you that this is disturbing if you have small children, send them out of the room now." Christi stared transfixed at the television as the footage was shown. Seeing the destroyed plane shook her to her core and she screamed. She couldn't seem to stop. XXXX

The three boys and the nurse all came running at her screams.

"What is it? What's wrong, Christi?" Jack asked. Hearing the last few words of the reporter, Allen realized what must have happened. Glancing at the TV the nurse quickly turned it off.

"Chris, look at me," Allen called standing in front of his big sister holding her hands.

"Papa and Daddy. They could be d-d-dead. So could everyone else," she sobbed.

"Hey, first of all, Papa stayed here with Aunt Penny. He and Dad have been taking turns staying behind and working at the BAU so they can stay with you. Second of all, all of them are tough and they'll be fine," he soothed. Giving a shaky smile she hugged Allen tightly before collapsing back against her pillows. Sylvie noticed that her patient was getting tired, but she knew she wouldn't sleep with the stress that had just been placed on her shoulders. Quietly she injected a sedative into the young woman's IV.

"This will help you sleep," she explained. Christi nodded groggily as her eyes began to close.