JJ and Emily went into Ashley and Spencer's room without a sound other than the swish of the door opening and closing. It appeared as though both of them were still out of it. Their hospital beds were practically beside each other, with only the smallest of gaps between them. Neither could stop themselves from smirking at the pair because, whether intentional or otherwise, their hands were joined together tightly.
JJ sighed contentedly and Emily crouched down behind her so they could talk quietly. "Didn't you say that Reid held her hand while the three of you were hostages?" JJ asked.
"Yeah, he did." Emily exhaled a chuckle. "You think they'd make a good couple?"
"Maybe." JJ shrugged, "With all that's happened this year, that whole thing with Maeve I'm not sure whether he's just too vulnerable at the moment."
"Did you just call Reid vulnerable?"
"Not in that completely pathetic sense like I'm sure that sounded but I just don't want him getting hurt, not again. I can't let another thing happen to him, everything bad seems to happen to him."
"Oh JJ, he'll be fine."
"I know, it can't stop me from worrying about him though. I mean look at him, he just looks so young lying in that bed."
"He does doesn't he." Emily sighed.
"You talking about me?" The quiet reply came from Spencer, who was slowly coming round and trying to sit up.
Emily raced over to his side, "Easy Spencer. You're high on pain meds, you'll be sore." She said as she helped him up into a sitting position, he still didn't let go of Ashley's limp hand. It seemed as though he didn't notice it, but then he noticed Emily's eyes lingering on their joined hands. He went a little red in the face, but still didn't let go, instead he gave her hand a little squeeze.
"How you feeling Spence?" JJ asked as she slowly wheeled herself closer.
"Aching. A little bit high. I can imagine this leg of mine is going to hurt a lot in the morning when I go off the pain meds." He chuckled. "How's Hotch, Morgan and Alex? I take it Penelope's visiting them?" He asked.
Emily swallowed and Reid didn't miss it. "What is it? What happened?" He asked, his voice going up a little in pitch out of worry.
Emily paused for a moment before she worked up the courage to tell him. "Hotch is fine. He's in the next room, nothing too severe. A few cuts and bruises, I think he cracked a rib." She shrugged. "His hard head saved him."
Spencer let out a half chuckle before he saw the look on Emily's face and went back to being solemn.
"Morgan is alive. He's alive…" Emily faltered.
"But?" He prompted.
"But he, the doctors… they say he's in a coma. And Alex, she's dead."
They heard a gasp from behind them. Emily whipped round to see Ashley's eyes open and she was looking at them. "Ashley? Ashley honey are you alright?" Emily asked as she moved away from Reid by less than a step.
"It hurts, but it's better than it was." She groaned.
"Well, we'll keep you doped up on pain medication for a while so you can heal and then you get to do physical therapy!" Emily feigned enthusiasm. "We can probably manage to get you three and Penelope and Hotch all in the same class though." She said to the three of them. "I'm the only person in this room not in a hospital gown aren't I?"
All four laughed.
"Since when was I, Emily Prentiss, the careful one who successfully doesn't get hurt?"
If you read between the lines there is Seaver/Reid, but nothing too overt for those who aren't a fan of it. It could be read either way, brother and sister or something more... Tell me what you think xxx