A/N: I just wanted to apologize about this chapter. It's been done for quite some time but my laptop is officially broken...and unfixable. So needless to say I am in the market for a new computer. But for now I'm using my sister's old one and I had to re-write this entire chapter which is why it's a little shorter than I anticipated. And the next two chapter now need to be re-written. Sorry!

Chapter Twenty: "He's had worse"

6:00pm - Washington DC

"We're going to be landing in twenty minutes, give Sophia and call so she can meet us at the airstrip." Hotch's voice boomed throughout the quiet plane and still Reid didn't budge. Morgan nodded quickly and dug out his phone.

"Hi Derek." Sophia didn't sound as thrilled or excited as she normally did whenever Morgan called.

"Hey. We'll be landing in twenty so-"

"I'm already here."

"Oh...Okay." He paused before smiling, deciding to take a good jab at her like he normally would. "Miss him that much already? And I here I thought you'd take advantage of your Reid-free week."

"Morgan." The voice quickly told Morgan the humor wasn't welcome and the use of his last name simply reiterated that. "I just want him home. In one piece."

"Don't worry Sophia, he's had worse." The second the words escaped his lips he was regretting them. Why he attempted to keep the obviously unwanted humor, he wasn't quite sure, and the daggers he was receiving from the rest of the team as they listened wasn't help to ease his now panicked mind.

"You know, it's not really something I want to hear. You don't need to joke around and play down his injurise; we're not breaking up and this isn't going to come between us. I'm mad and pissed off but I'll get over it. I just want him home."

Morgan wasn't sure how to respond. Subconsciously that was exactly what he was thinking. The last time Reid was injured, his poor knee, the two of them were only dating. it wasn't serious enough for Sophia to get upset and become super protective or even dote over him. This was a first, new territory. And Morgan, along with just about everyone else, knew how uncomfortable Reid was with anything that could even be remotely defined as "new." In Morgan's mind, even though the injuries were minor considering how worse they could have been and considering how worse they have been in this job, this event was still an obstacle to get over. And how they deal with something so minor truly reflects how they'll deal with something worse.

"Are you sure you're not a profiler?" Morgan let out a small laugh, hoping this time his humor wouldn't be frowned upon.

He could hear the smirk in her voice as she responded; "Writer and profilers are so easily interchangable."

"Ouch Sophia. Real cold. But in all seriousness, are you guys okay?"

Yeah. I got the angry, yelling stage out of the way back at the hospital. Spencer should be gratefully it was through the phone. Just...give us 24 hours of peace and quiet and everything will be fine."

"Got it. Oh! We're all meeting at the park this Saturday for a BBQ anad fireworks. JJ says you're mandated to come." JJ smacked Morgan's arm from her seat, glaring at him yet again.

"Tell JJ I'll bring fruit salad and some drinks. I'll see you is a few."

The plane began to descend, a quiet filling the cabin till the wheels finally hit the asphalt.

Morgan began nuding his good shoulder. "Tiem to go home sleeping beauty." Reid grumbled something unintellgiable and buried his head deeper into the pillow. "Nope. Wakey wakey." Reid refused to move and Morgan forcefully, and gently, sat him up. "Wake up or I'm carrying you like a damsel in distress all the way to Sophia." Reid quickly began blinking his eyes then began to rub away the fog that had settled.

"I'm awake." Reid stood up quickly, readjusting his sling. "Can I have my bag?" He seemed almost nervous, his words all jumbled together, running to get out of his mouth.

"Calm down Reid. Sophia knows your shoulder is sore, you don't need to prove that you're okay."

"Yeah but-"

"And she's not mad at you." Morgan began leading Reid down the stairs. "She just misses you and wants you home. Enjoy it while it lassts. Milk it for all it's worth." Reid looked at him, a look of utter confusion on his face. "You're hurt. You're girlfriend is going to pamper you and wait on you. She's going to want to make sure you're okay. Maybe even some life-affirming sex." Morgan winked at Reid.

"Get your mind out of the gutter. ANd stop being so damn fixated on Sophia's and my physical relationship." Reid grumbled before looking up from his feet. He hadn't even realized that he had made it to the parking lot or that he was standing directly infront of Sophia, looking into her bemused though confused eyes.

"Way to make me look bad in front of Sophia." Morgan opened the back door of Reid's old VW and threw his go-bag and satchel on the seat. "Take of our Pretty Boy. And see you guys Saturday." Morgan leaned over and kissed Sophia on the cheek before reaching over and ruffling Reid's already messy hair.

"Let's go home." Reid groaned before lowering himself into the car.