"Am I right in thinking you are all emergency contacts of Aaron Hotchner, Derek Morgan, Spencer Reid and Ashley Seaver?" The doctor said.
Rossi stood up, taking the lead for the rest of the team. "Yes we are."
"Are there any family members I could talk to first?"
"No, they're all out of state at the moment."
The doctor seemed a little unnerved, but nodded anyway. "As you all well know both agents Hotchner and Morgan were caught up in an explosion. It is apparent to me that agent Hotchner was closer to the blast sight and therefore received much more dangerous injuries. He had a few minor cuts and bruises from the blast and subsequent fall, but what we need to watch is the fact that he has three fractured ribs. We've wrapped them up, but he'll need to stay in for a few days so that we can be sure that they will heal on their own." The doctor stopped and glanced at all the faces of the agents to make sure they understood. They all did.
"The other two, agents Seaver and Reid are facing a different set of injuries. Agent Reid has a severe laceration on his leg that lost a lot of blood in his time before arriving at the hospital. He won't be able to walk properly for a few weeks, but he should be able to start physical therapy in a couple of days and he should regain full use of it."
"Agent Seaver has a myriad of problems. Various scrapes and bruises, what has us most worried is the threat of infection setting in because she wasn't brought into medical attention very hastily. I can imagine she will need physical therapy once her injuries are healed up. She has had to have one wrist casted also."
The doctor stopped talking and swallowed.
"What about agent Morgan? You mentioned him at the beginning, the second of the explosion victims who was further away from the blast site?" Emily asked.
The doctor remained quiet for a moment. "Agent Morgan, I have yet to receive an update on. I have been informed that he has yet to wake up."
"Yet to wake up?" Penelope repeated. "What's that meant to mean? He's Derek Morgan, he can't be in a coma…"
"I'm afraid we won't know any more until we get the results from his head c.t."
Dave found his voice at that stage. "Would it be possible to see any of them?"
"Yes, the three that aren't Agent Morgan should be awake now. Agent Hotchner is in the room to directly to your left and Agents Seaver and Reid the room after that. It isn't possible to see agent Morgan at this point." The doctor promptly excused himself.
They were all silent for a long moment before JJ finally spoke. "Emily, can you wheel me to see Ashley and Spence?"
"Of course." Emily said, a small smile gracing her face as she grabbed the wheel chair for her friend.
"Penelope, shall we go see Hotch?" Dave asked.
"Yeah, of course, we wouldn't want him waking up and not having anyone there because we're all having a party in the next room." She agreed.
Will and Kevin took a moment to think before they both excused themselves, saying that now the team was here they felt a little better about going home for a couple of hours of sleep, a shower and maybe just some unwinding from all the stress.
Hotch's room was awkward. He was sat up in his bed and when Rossi wheeled in Penelope he just nodded at them in recognition. The trio sat quietly until he finally spoke. "The doctor wouldn't tell me about how the rest of the team was. How are they?" He asked.
Rossi took one look at Penelope and decided that he needed to break the news to their team leader instead of her. "Seaver and Reid need to stay in, but they should heal up fine after a while and some physical therapy." He paused and Hotch nodded.
"How are Alex and Morgan? They must have got some bruises from the explosion."
Rossi swallowed, "Hotch, you got out in the best condition. Morgan, the doctors think… they think he's slipped into a coma." He cleared his throat, "and Alex is dead."
It was subtle, but both agents saw their boss's face fall just slightly at the news, but his barrier on his emotions went straight back up. "Has Alex's family been notified?" He asked.
Dave nodded. "I notified them myself."
"Derek's in a coma? Derek Morgan, a coma? He was furthest from the blast site, how did he end up in a coma and how did Alex end up dead? If anything it should have been me. I was three feet away from Alex and Morgan was yards away from us. How is he in a coma?" Hotch mumbled.
Neither said anything, but Penelope wheeled herself the short distance over to Hotch and slipped her hand into his. "Don't think like that; don't think about why you didn't die. Think about why you get to live. Think about Jack. You can't let yourself get overcome in this self-questioning. He needs his dad. Think about that. Think about how lucky you were."
Awhh poor Hotch! Thoughts? xxx