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Reid knew that he was doomed. If he thought that walking into in a house, straight into the Unsub's trap without backup was going to ruin his life, nothing can even begin to define what he was about face in the following moments.

Standing in front of his hospital bed was Hotch with arms crossed against his chest, wearing a facial experience that years of his profiling skills failed to read.

"How are you feeling, Reid?"

Leaning against the pillow, Reid thought to give a more acceptable answer, considering Hotch to ask the question even in the situation they were in. "Better."

"Good, because then, you would listen to me better."

Reid swallowed. Did I dig my own grave?

"What were you thinking, Reid?" Hotch's voice was sharp and stern.

Reid thought of saying exactly what he was thinking, but it would only drive Hotch on the board … again. He has done enough damage already.

Hotch inhaled harshly before he spoke, not waiting for an answer from Reid. "I might not have eidetic memory, but I remember telling you on the phone to wait for us or the backup."

"We didn't have time for that, Hotch. He was going to kill her." His voice was a little lower than usual.

"Yeah." Hotch mumbled sarcastically. "And you nearly give him another victim."

"Hotch, I was just trying to save her."

"That doesn't justify your action of jumping into the house without a backup!"

"If I didn't do what I did, I would probably be telling her son that his mother is not going to come home anymore."

"But you nearly put me in the position of calling Grace and telling her that the father of her child is in a life threatening situation."

Hotch stopped, trying to read the words clouding up in Reid's brain.

"I'm okay, Hotch."

"Okay? Did you even hear what the doctor was telling? Three broken ribs, a mild concussion which going to give you killer headaches for the next couple of days, a stab wound on your side and broken ankle. Did you realize you're only seeing with one eye because you have bruised, swollen eye from the fight. That is not okay in my dictionary, Reid."

Reid remained quiet. He knew what was coming when he decided to step inside without backup.

"I am sorry, Hotch."

Hotch sighed heavily. "Reid, what did you do today was exceptional work, but I would appreciate it more if you would have done that without getting hurt."

After a few moments, Hotch continued on. "Did you understand me?"

Reid nodded, something non-verbal language was sufficient.

"Good, because you will have time to think about what I have said during your medical leave and no field work until I clear you, you got that?"

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Reid looked up to meet Morgan's eyes. "You called Grace?"

Morgan shrugged. "She would kill me if I didn't tell her what happened."

Reid lowered himself down on the bed, wincing in pain. "She must have freaked out."

"She did." Morgan sat on the bed. "But I assured her that you're okay and will call her as soon as you're done with Hotch."

"I really messed up big this time."

Morgan laughed softly. "That you did. I have never seen Hotch being so scared, angry and proud at the same time."

"Does Hannah know?"

"I'm not sure." Morgan answered. "Why don't you let me take your statement really quickly, so that you can talk your girls quickly?"

Reid closed his eyes for a moment, to allow his eidetic to invoke probably his worst encounter ever with an UnSub.

"I heard her screaming and stepped inside. I thought since you guys already on the way, at least I could steal some time, at least to make sure she didn't die on my watch. I heard her voice coming from the basement, so, I followed the voice, and the house was pretty much empty. But then suddenly, I was hit on the back of my head, and before I know anything, I was pushed down the stairs, into the basement."

Reid paused for a moment before he continued. "I rolled down and land harshly on the ground. My head was killing me, but then I saw her. Jacklyn, she was tied to the pole just around the corner. She was pretty much in bad shape. She screamed at me, I know, Gray, he was coming down. I found a pipe near and attacked him, it was pretty much blur for me when he gave me another hit on the head."

"Well, according Jacklyn, you fought like a hero."

Reid shook her head. "Not until, he took out his knife. I manage to duck most of the time, but missed one."

"I didn't know you can fight this much, Reid. I'm truly impressed."

"You know." Reid looked at Morgan. "When I missed, and he had his knife in my side, I really don't know what I was doing. It was pretty much my need for survival took care of the rest."

"Remind me not to mess with you, man."

Reid laughed, however regretted when pain shot up on his side. "Well, if Jacklyn didn't get my fallen gun and thrown it back me, then, I would probably be in the morgue right now."

"You tried to save her life and she helped to save yours."

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"Does Hannah know?" Reid asked at Grace. She has flown out to take care of him in the hospital since the team was requested to fly back to handle another case.

"Not in detail, but she knew that you're hurt."

"She must be upset."

"She was, but Henry and Michael promised to keep her occupied until I bring her daddy back home."

"Aren't you mad at me?"

Grace turned to look at Reid. "Why would I be mad at you?"

"I got hurt … again."

Grace smiled weakly. "I was upset, more worried about you. I'm not mad."

Reid played with his blanket, trying to avoid Grace's eyes.

However, Grace took Reid's hand into hers, and lifted his chin up to meet her eyes. "When I fall in love you, I learn to love everything about you, that including your job. Of course, like any other wife, I want my husband to be free of any danger, but then, it would be selfish of me, stopping you from doing what you love."

"When he had his knife on me, you and Hannah were the first one come to my mind." Reid's voice choked a bit. "I told myself, nothing can stop me from coming back home to you guys."

Sitting on his bed, Grace hugged Reid softly, not to cause him any discomfort. Wiping her tears, she whispered. "I know."

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