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"I don't know why they call it heartbreak, it feels like every part of my body is broken too."
Her scream echoed around the whole room as she ran towards the man on the ground, she forgot everything she had ever learned when one of their own were down. She didn't care about the man that was still holding a gun to them, she didn't care that everyone was telling her to stay back, she cared about him and she would deal with the consequences later on when she knew that he was going to be okay.
She shook her head, tears dripping down her face as the man who had shot the man she loved so much fell down to the floor, clutching his chest before closing his eyes. She didn't care about him though, she looked down at the man she know held in her arms and she rocked back and forth.
She heard the sirens in the background, she could only hope that they would come soon. She cried harder when he wouldn't open his eyes, she hated this case so much, she wished she had never taken it – then maybe would be okay.
She looked down at the dark, red blood on her hands and more tears fell down her pale cheeks as she bit down on her lower lip to stop herself from screaming. She could feel someone wrap their arms around her and pull her away from him. She kicked for a minute, she couldn't leave him alone, he couldn't wake up and think that she had just left him there.
She finally gave in and let the person hold her, whispering words in her ears to let her know that everything was going to be okay – but how was she supposed to know that it was going to be okay? He could die, she could lose everything she ever loved because of one case.
She bit down on her lip as they took him away from them, quickly getting up to follow them out. She wasn't going to let him down, she was going to be there for him this time. She shook her head when Hotch grabbed her arm, stopping her from walking. He said something about them needing space in the ambulance, and she had to watch as they drove off with him.
She couldn't believe all of this had happened, last night they were cuddled in each others arms and telling each other about all the things they were going to do in the near future and now here she was, waiting to see if he was going to live or die.
She looked down at the blood all over her clothes, she shook her head again, tears running down her cheeks. She had never seen so much blood, she couldn't handle it. She could feel her whole world spinning and she grabbed onto the nearest person to her. She knew that the darkness was going to take over soon, not wanting to give into it, she wanted to be there for Reid. She wanted to hold his hand and tell him that it was going to be okay, she wanted to smooth his hair out of face and tell him how much she loved him.
She finally felt her knees buckle beneath her as her eyes closed, she could hear the shouts from those around her before everything went black. She wanted to scream out but she couldn't say anything, she couldn't see anything. She couldn't feel anything. She wanted Reid, she wanted to be there for him like he would be there for her.
It wasn't supposed to end this way.