Chapter Two: Injuries/Now we wait

Being in an accident is a terrifying experience whether it's a car or a motorcycle, but the scariest one for most people is being in a accident while in the air.

The moment Hotch and Rossi got close enough for the others to see Emily in their arms and how badly injured she was the others began to feel threads of panic and concern seep into them, despite their best efforts to remain calm considering what has happened.

"Is she okay?" JJ asked worried.

Morgan looked a bit out of it but even he was staring at Emily in worry as Hotch and Rossi gently laid her down in the middle of where they were all sitting.

Reid was the one to answer even though it seemed like Emily was clearly going to, "She definitely has a concussion and most likely a headache, she's bleeding pretty badly, and will need stitches from the looks of it. If I can find the first aid kit maybe I could take a look at all of your wounds, then we should wait here until help arrives."

The others were all silent for a few minutes, taking in exactly what Reid just told them.

Hotch nodded and sighed lightly, "Alright, Morgan you and JJ keep a eye on her, and make sure you keep her awake. Dave, you could stay here while Reid and I go look for the first aid kit?"

Rossi smirked tiredly at Hotch, "I may be older than you but I am perfectly capable of searching for a first aid kit."

Smiling slightly Hotch chuckled but otherwise didn't argue with Rossi wanting to help search. The more the merrier.

"You guys can check out here, I'll be right back." Reid said about to turn and walked down the half of the Jet. Again.

"Wait, now where are you going?" Rossi asked.

"I want to check on the Co-Pilot, the Pilot's dead." Reid explained and continued walking not really understanding why one of the others gasped loudly when he did so, he was a bit surprised when Hotch and Rossi quickly caught up to him.

"The Pilot's dead?" Hotch's brows furrowed together, "How do you know that?"

"I didn't see you go into the cock-pit." Rossi added.

"Are you okay?" Hotch also asked worried.

"I saw him hanging out the windshield when I was walking into the Jet, and yeah I'm fine?" Reid answered a tiny bit confused by the last question.

Reid let out a short yelp as he was suddenly grabbed by the shoulders and forcibly turned around to face Hotch and Rossi's startled wide eyes.

"Reid you weren't in the Jet after we crashed?!" Hotch said in a demanding, panicked tone of voice. If you asked Reid he would tell you everybody seemed to be panicking a lot today, himself included.

"Okay that's it. No putting this off now, how badly hurt are you?" Rossi questioned just as demanding, his eyes immediately straying to the side of Reid's head where blood was still freely pouring down the side of his face.

"Owe!" Reid gasped out wincing, "H-Hotch let go!"

Hotch quickly snatched his hands back and his eyes widened a bit more with the guilt and concern swirling through them, his eyes immediately zoomed in on the blood that was now on his hands.

"Turn around," Rossi said gently pushing Reid to turn so him and Hotch could get a look at wherever it was Reid was bleeding from, though they both think they saw a glimpse of where earlier. The both of them gaped at the large stain of blood on Reid's back that was slowly but steadily getting larger.

"Y-You guys, I'm fine. We need to find the first aid kit, remember?" Reid reminded them as he pulled away wincing ever so slightly.

"Reid you were outside the Jet after we crashed. You're, no we're, lucky you're still alive." Rossi pointed out, "The crash alone could've killed all of us, but you weren't even buckled. Do you know how badly you could've been hurt? Or you could've gotten killed!"

"I was in the other half of the Jet, we crashed when I was walking towards the back remember? I had to get out and find the other half to find you guys. That's how I saw the Pilot." Reid explained trying hard not to snap at Hotch or Rossi, he knew they were just worried.

"You mean you weren't even here with us when we crashed?" Hotch asked, which confused Reid because with how Rossi and Hotch were now looking his explanation didn't seem to make them feel any better, if anything it made matters somehow worse.

"Y-Yeah?"

Rossi cursed softly.

"What happened when you realized we crashed?"

Reid tilted his head, "You mean when I woke up? I didn't see you guys so I came to look for you all. I didn't think I was going to find you, I only found the Jet by accident really."

"So you were unconscious?" Hotch's voice was slowly losing it's calm edge it had earlier.

"Yeah? But I'm fine now. Listen I know you're worried but can we talk later? We seriously need to find the first aid kit and I want to see if the Co-Pilot's alright."

Hotch sighed in frustration but nodded to both Reid and Rossi showing that they would definitely continue this conversation later, he could hear how irritated Reid was becoming.

Without giving them a chance to possibly change their mind, Reid walked off to the cock-pit and had to body slam the door a few times to actually get it to budge enough for him to slip into the room, which was definitely a bad idea considering his ribs, and it didn't help with the pounding in his head either.

Reid had to swallow harshly and few times just to keep the bile down as he once again saw the Pilot.

"H-help..."

Reid stumbled as he turned too quickly to see the Co-Pilot still in his seat with...large pieces of glass pierced through him. "Oh my god..." Reid rushed towards the man and knelt by his side, "It's okay, that's exactly why I came back here okay? I...I'm here to help."

"T-Tommy's...h-he's dead.."

Reid didn't need to ask to know exactly who the Co-Pilot was talking about, "I-I know...uh James right? Listen the others are searching for the first aid kit, then I can work on fixing you up okay? B-But let's try to stem the bleeding some..."

"O-Okay..."

"Does anywhere else hurt?"

The Co-Pilot, James, tried to focus on Reid's face but obviously couldn't, "N-Nowhere h-hurts...j-just a b-b-bit cold...and n-numb..."

Reid bit his lip, this time hard enough to draw blood.

"T-That's n-not g-good is I-It?" James asked when Reid didn't say anything.

"No.." Reid whispered, "No, it's not..."

"Oh..." James's face screwed up and he tried but failed to keep his tears at bay, "T-T-That's...uh..."

"You don't need a brave face with me James..." Reid said softly.

All the answer James gave was a jerked nod as harsh sobs burst out, but even though Reid had said it was okay, James still seemed to be trying to hold his tears back. Reid felt his own eyes watering at the sight but he didn't let them fall. He couldn't. How would that be fair to James?

"D-Dr. R-Reid?"

"Sorry! Umm, y-yeah?"

"C-can...you d-do me a f-f-favor?"

"Yea-anything!" Reid was quick to agreed, he did not like how James's eyes were starting to droop down.

"C-Can you...t-take a m-message f-for my...my f-family?"

Reid shut his eyes and gulped loudly, "I...yeah...yeah I can..."

"T-Tell them...I-I love them...a-a-all of them...t-they're my world. I-I l-lived everyday p-proud to be t-their f-f-father...and...t-tell E-Elise I-I loved her...f-forever a-and a-always...t-they m-made life w-w-worth living...t-their smiles...t-their l-laughter...I-I'll t-treasure it a-all." James coughed and began to gag as blood dripped down his chin, "T-Thank y-you...D-Dr...R-Reid..."

Reid honestly didn't know what to say, so he said nothing. Instead he stayed there holding James's hand tightly in his own even minutes after James's body had gone limp. Finally Reid gave in to the urge to be sick as he stared down at James's lifeless body and his blood now covering Reid's hands and clothes. Gagging Reid dry heaved a few more times before his stomach finally calmed down. He stared almost fascinated at the tiny flecks of blood swirled in with his vomit.

"Reid!"

Snapping out of it, Reid wiped his hand across the back of his mouth and quickly got to the door of the cock-pit and slid out before any of the others could even think about making their way inside. They didn't need to see the bodies, they saw enough of it on the job.

"Reid." Hotch made his way towards him and paused seeing the blood that he was sure wasn't there earlier, "Reid are you alright?"

Reid gulped and nodded, "Y-Yeah. The...the Co-Pilot's dead..."

"I can't find the first-aid kit anywhere, what about you two? Any luck?" Rossi asked as he made his way over to the two of them.

Hotch shook his head. "I couldn't find it either."

"No, it wasn't in the cock-pit." Reid said causing Rossi to frown.

"And the Co-Pilot?"

"Dead."

"Oh..."

"So the first aid kit's nowhere on the Jet?" Hotch sighed.

"Wait!" Reid said suddenly, "It might be on the other half!"

"But that doesn't really help us out, we don't even know where it is."

"But I do!"

"No Reid."

"Hotch come on!" Reid insisted, "You know as well as I do we need that first aid kit. Let me go look, while you and Rossi stay here and keep an eye on everyone, keep them all awake."

"You want me to let you go out there when its getting dark on your own when you're injured?" Hotch said incredulously, "No."

"I'm fine!"

"Aaron the kids right," Seeing the look Hotch sent his way Rossi quickly added, "Not about him being fine, I meant with us needing that first aid kit."

Hotch hesitated.

"Hotch, I'll be quick, I promise. But I need to get going now if I still want to be able to see my way around."

"...Take one of use with you and you can go."

Reid groaned frustrated, "I can't! Most if not all of you are barely able to stand! And don't try and offer yourself or Rossi to come with me, I can see how tired you guys are."

Now Rossi looked like he was about to change his mind about agreeing for Reid to go in the first place.

"I'm leaving whether you want me to or not." Reid said firmly.

"...Just...promise me you'll be careful? You're injured too and none of us will be able to help you if we cant even find the other half of the Jet."

"I'll be fine, promise." Reid said before walking past Rossi and Hotch, the others were staring at him as he walked past them as well and out of the Jet. Even as he walked away Reid could still hear the others asking where he was going and even heard Morgan yelling about how stupid it was to let Reid leave.

Rolling his eyes in amusement Reid bit his lip, a nasty habit he realized he was quickly forming, and looked at the trees around him, he remembered exactly where the other half of the Jet was but he wasn't sure if he could actually make it there. His head was pounding and he knew he definitely had a concussion, just walking made the world tilt around him and made him feel the need to vomit once more. Not to mention it was getting a tad harder to breath, his ribs were already bruised and possibly cracked, but he feared slamming into the cock-pit door may had broken them, his couldn't move his wrist even a tad bit now, it hurt to much. His body ached all over and he knew he had other injuries he should probably try to identify but he was to exhausted and worried for his teammates to care much about himself at the moment.

Reid grinned to himself when after fearing he had gotten lost, he finally managed to find the second half of the Jet. Slowly making his way towards the opening Reid entered and for the first time saw just how bad it looked.

Not only were all the windows shattered and glass littered all over the floor, but the walls themselves were bent, caved in. Some of the seats were torn up and Reid threw up the moment he saw blood, his blood and a lot of it, on the ground.

Dry heaving, Reid panted and wiped his sleeve across his mouth and grimaced at the foul taste left behind. If he was thinking more clearly then Reid would've been worried by how much he seemed to be vomiting and that their was blood coming up as well.

"First aid kit..." Reid muttered looking around, he didn't want to risk moving around unless he saw the first aid kit and had to go to it or he would have to move stuff around to continue looking for it.

After a few minutes when Reid was sure he'd half to start trying to move things around, he finally saw it. By the middle of the walkway sticking out from under one of the seats was the first aid kit.

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"He's been gone for a while..." JJ mumbled, her eyes not once straying from where Reid had walked out of the Jet.

They had calmed down once Hotch and Rossi explained what was going on and why Reid had left, even if Morgan still protested, it wasn't until the recently more coherent Emily asked how Reid knew where to find the other half of the Jet did they all get riled up again.

"Shouldn't he be back by now?" Morgan looked ready to get up and go searching for Reid himself. Hotch noticed this and put an end to it immediately,

"Reid will be back shortly. None of us are in any condition to go searching for him, when he's probably already on his away back."

"Damnit...when's help gonna show?" Morgan asked, he was feeling both angry and helpless in this situation.

"We weren't to far from home so help should be arriving shortly. All we have to do is be patient and wait." Hotch said. The others noticed the uneasy expression on his face but didn't mention it.

"Umm...could you guys stay still so I could get a look at you guys and see how badly injured you all are?" Reid said breaking the silence that followed Hotch's statement, and effectively startling all his teammates who hadn't noticed his arrival.

"Hey Pretty Boy," Morgan let out a breathe didn't realize he had been holding, "Are you alright?" Morgan then asked shocked at the amount of blood on his best friend, especially covering half his face.

Silently the rest of them all sat down some feet apart so they could all have room to move around and for Reid to have space to move from one person to the next, but they all listen in on Morgan and Reid's conversation.

"...m'fine 'organ..." Reid slurred tiredly, he didn't know why but all of a sudden he just felt so tired.

Mentally Reid ran through a list of everyone's wounds as he debated what to do next, 'JJ definitely has a sight concussion but it wasn't to serious, a broken ankle, and a few cuts and bruises. Those he could deal with. Morgan had a couple deep bruises too, and from the looks of it a cracked possible broken rib, and a concussion as well...Rossi at least didn't have a concussion, just a headache from hitting his head and that gash on the side of his faced needed stitches. He had some bruised ribs for sure and a dislocated should that Reid knew he'd have to re-set soon. Hotch would need stitches for the cut on his arm, it was way to big to not warrant any, he had bruises all over the same side as the injured arm but as far as Reid could tell he didn't have a concussion or anything wrong with his ribs. Reid's main concern was Emily. Emily was losing way to much blood to quickly and she'd need stitches first, the smaller cuts just need to cleaned, the bruises iced if he could find something cool to place on them, and luckily no spinal damage she just had a pulled muscle.

"Kid are you still bleeding?" Rossi asked, more or less all of them managed to stem their bleeding wounds, the only one still bleeding freely had to be Emily and possibly Reid.

"...Don't know..." Reid muttered low enough for no one to hear him and all but collapsing onto the ground by Emily's side, ignoring the dazed look she threw his way.

Getting to work Reid decided to focus on the more serious of the injuries he could see on Emily and that was the large slice down her side, fumbling with the first aid kit as he opened it, Reid quickly spoke,

"Morgan give me your hoodie."

"My hoodie?" Moran repeated confused, "Why?"

"Because I'll need to save the gauze and bandages for everyone so I'll need something else to clean the wounds with." Reid explained impaitiently, silently Morgan handed his hoodie over to Reid.

The silence stayed as the others all watched Reid clean the blood away from Emily's side, and muttering apologizes whenever she hissed in pain or tried to move away from him and he had no choice but to follow. They watched as with hands far steadier then they expected, Reid readied a sterilized needle taken from an package and attached the thread before gingerly lowering his hand and plunging the needle into Emily's skin with one hand while the other held the skin pinched shut. Reid only paused to wipe away the excess blood that had begun seeping out past the pinched skin, at some time Emily had passed out allowing Reid to work much quicker without fear of her moving and messing him up.

This was a side to Reid they'd never seen before, he may be a doctor but he always claimed to never be an actually doctor with an medical degree though. so none of them were really sure how Reid knew what to do.

"Okay..." Reid wiped away the last bit of blood and from Emily's skin, then got out a medium sized tube and squeezed some out onto Emily's wound and quickly wrapped bandages around it. Reid cleaned Emily's smaller cuts and then stuffed the used materials in a corner nearby and then turning towards the others he said, "JJ, it's a little bit red now but that's normal, if it spreads though let me know and if it starts to bleed again just apply pressure and change the bandages. There's antibiotic cream in the first aid kit so I put some on just now and maybe put a bit more on later."

"O-okay..." JJ said a bit startled by the sudden onslaught on information and apparently Reid realized this,

"Sorry. If you need help just tell me and I'll come back over." Reid walked off but came back carrying two relatively the same sized planks from one of the snapped tables, "I need to splint your foot, could you stay still for me real quick?"

"Oh!" JJ sat up straighter, "Yeah."

Reid kneeled down next to JJ's out-stretched leg and gently laid the planks on either side before slowly sliding her shoe and sock off her foot, and apologizing when he heard her gasp at the pain of him moving her foot.

Once more the others were left to sit in silence and watch as Reid set to work splinting JJ's foot and tying the planks tightly, but not to the point of cutting off blood circulation, and then stretched JJ's sock out to put it back onto her foot mainly because he didn't want her foot to get cold, and the sock added to keeping the make-shift splint in place. Reid quickly wiped clean the small cuts going up JJ's arms and told her not to move around to much before walking over to where Rossi sat and gesturing for the man to stay still.

"I'll need to clean the cut out then stitch it and apply antibiotic cream like I did for Emily okay?" Reid tore open the package and got out a new needle and set everything up so it'd be ready for him to use when needed, then he wet a clean patch of Morgan's hoodie and set about cleaning the blood off of Rossi.

Rossi stared at Reid as he wiped away more of the blood and asked the question that was on everybody's mind,

"How do you know how to do all of this?"

"What?" Reid said pausing momentarily and staring at Rossi in confusion.

"He means how do you know how to do all this medical stuff kid. Thought you said you weren't that type of doctor?" Morgan said, having been listening in on the conversation.

"Oh."

Rossi raised an eyebrow at Reid, "Well? Are you going to tell us or keep us waiting in suspense?"

Reid blushed, "Sorry. I, uh, I use to get hurt a lot as a kid and I couldn't go to the doctors so I would take care of it myself."

"Wait, why couldn't you go to the doctors?" Hotch asked, only slightly embarrassed at having to admit he had been listening to the conversation as well.

"Well I didn't exactly need them getting suspicious and calling Child Services on me." Reid gave a dry chuckle.

"Why would they be suspicious?" Rossi questioned, fearing he may not like the answer.

"Well..." Reid shifted uncomfortably "Mom...she, uh, she sometimes would have a few...violent episodes...but most of the time it was just me being clumsy or some bullies picking on me."

Rossi was right, he didn't like the answer and never did the others. The time pasted in awkward, tense silence as Reid continued and finished cleaning and stitching Rossi up before moving on to Hotch's injuries and finally Morgan's.

It wasn't until Reid had finished tending to everyone's wounds did his own suddenly catch up to him and one moment he was standing up about to walk away from Morgan and the next his found the world tilting sideways and his vision going dark with shouts of his name being called out.