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The next day

Morgan's body ached as he sat on the edge of the bed and waited for his discharge papers. Spencer was with Garcia who had taken to him stay at her home till Morgan could clean up the mess in his own home and replace the locks. Hotch had offered to come over and help and Morgan had accepted the help. Fran had wanted to go with Spencer but Morgan knew she needed her rest. JJ had taken her to her home to get some rest. Spencer had been quiet after crying against Morgan for nearly half hour straight and Morgan was fully aware that he needed to keep a close eye on him. He had promised Diana that Spencer would have a nice and safe life. He didn't want him to start to withdraw into himself. Morgan wasn't sure how much more trauma Spencer could take.

Spencer couldn't sleep as he laid in Garcia's bed. He couldn't stop thinking about his mother and wondered what had happened to her. Would she remember him? Had his father hurt her so much that she would never wake up? He leaned into the pillow and silently let the tears fall. Garcia walked into the room and found him crying "Spencer, come here."

"No," Spencer sniffed. "Everyone I get close to gets hurt."

"That isn't true," she sighed before laying on the bed next to him. "I'll come to you then. Sweetie, it's okay to cry. I just don't want you withdraw from us all. You're a very smart little boy. Your daddy can't hurt anyone ever again. He's going to prison for a very long time. Your mommy is going to sleep for a while but she'll wake up and when she does, she'll want to see you smile."

"No-one can promise that she'll wake up," Spencer shook his head before using his sleeve to wipe his face. "I miss my mommy."

"It's okay to miss your mommy," Garcia soothed as she felt her own heart ache at hearing the pain in the young boy's voice. "How about this. We can record a message and I can send it to Emily who's with your mommy and she can play it to your mommy to make her feel better."

"I'd like that," Spencer nodded before rising up and crawling over the bed to her. Garcia rose up from the bed and brought him into her arms. She kissed the top of his head and rested him on her hip.

"Come on, my little genius. Let's go make a get well message for your mother."

Emily received a message from Garcia and knew she was going to need a strong heart to listen to the message as she played it for Diana. Placing the phone on its loudest setting, she held it next to Diana and pressed play.

"Hey, Mommy," Spencer's voice came through the speaker. "I know you're sleeping right now and I know it's because of what daddy did. Daddy can't hurt us any more. Grammy Fran and Morgan protected me, Mommy. I miss you so much. I want you to know that I'm safe here with Morgan and Grammy Fran. They stop the nightmares and keep me safe. I have a big room too with lots of toys and lots of books."

Emily heard a sob before Spencer continued speaking with pain and tears leaking into his voice. "I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you. I want to hug you again and hear you read to me. I love you, Mommy. I'll always love you and I want you to wake up so I can see you again. You always told me to be strong and I know the strength I have comes from you. Be strong and I hope you dream about me because I dream about you holding me and singing Bob Dylan songs to me. Please wake up, Mommy. Bye, Mommy, don't forget me."

The message ended there and Emily had to wipe a tear that had escaped from her eye. She knew that Diana loved her son more than anything else in the world and she had almost died protecting his location. The doctors were still struggling with the swelling to her brain and were still unsure if she would survive. There was also the issue of brain damage. They didn't know if she had suffered any brain damage due to unclear readings due to the swelling and they wouldn't fully know till she woke up. If she woke up.

"You here that, Diana, your little boy is safe and William is going to go to prison for the rest of his life. Spencer needs you to wake up and I know that you would do anything in the world for him. I want you to fight for him. I want you to fight and wake up for your son."

A few hours later

Hotch finished cleaning up the broken glass as the locksmith finished replacing the lock on Morgan's front door. The house looked almost normal except for a missing broken table and some shattered photo frames. Fran had joined them with a selection of new toys for Spencer. She focused on making his room more special than ever. Rossi was staying in Vegas with Emily till a plan was made about Diana's care. Moving her to a hospital in Virginia would be the best thing to do but they couldn't do that till Diana was in a stable enough condition. Hotch was steadying himself for the interrogation of William Reid that was in the next few hours. He wanted answers from him and wanted to look William in the eye and tell him that he was going to prison where men like him didn't have the best of times.

They both looked out of the door as Garcia pulled up in her car. Morgan walked to the door as she walked up the steps with Spencer in her arms. He was asleep on her shoulder. "How's he doing?" Morgan asked.

"He recorded a message for his mother and I sent it to Emily for her to play to Diana. He seemed to calm down a little after that. He's exhausted from crying. Bless his little heart," Garcia sighed before walking into the house. Fran came down the stairs and came over to Garcia. Spencer stirred and opened his eyes sluggishly to see Fran.

"Grammy," he said sleepily. Fran brought him into her arms and hugged him close.

"Grammy's got you," Fran soothed. "Let's go upstairs and get you into some PJ's and into bed. You can't get enough sleep in my book."

Spencer rose up sleepily and smiled at Garcia. "Thank you for looking after me. Do you think my Mommy heard me?"

"I do," Garcia smiled before walking over and kissing his forehead. "Go sleep, little prince, and dream good things."

Garcia watched as Fran walked up the stairs with Spencer in her arms. Morgan came over to her and gave her the best hug he could without hurting his ribs. He came away from the hug. "How are you doing, baby girl?"

"Not well," she admitted. "You should have heard his message to his mother. He's upset because he thinks that he could have somehow protected her if he had stayed with her. Morgan, is she going to make it? I heard what the monster did to her. Spencer can't handle losing his mother."

"She's hanging on," Hotch spoke. "They just don't know if she'll make it. Emily said they are working to bring the swelling down to her brain. It's a miracle she survived the attack."

"Then let's hope another miracle happens with her waking up," Garcia said before shaking her head. "William needs to pay for what he's done."

"He will," Hotch promised.

Morgan walked upstairs after saying goodbye to Hotch and Garcia. He wondered where his mother had gone. It had been over an hour since she had gone to put him to bed. He walked to Spencer's room and smiled warmly at the sight he was met with. His mother had fallen asleep on the bed with Spencer wrapped in her arms and close to her chest. He knew that his mother was going to be important in keeping Spencer from becoming too traumatised.

Rossi came into Diana's hospital room to find Emily next to the bed. She had dozed off with a paper in her lap. He walked over and gently shook her shoulder. "Emily, it's Rossi."

Emily stirred suddenly and quickly straightened in her seat. "I must have dozed off for a few minutes."

"How is she doing?" Rossi asked.

Emily looked at her watched and brushed her hand through her hair before answering. "I spoke with the doctor about half hour ago. She's responding to treatment and the swelling in her brain is going down. I must have fallen asleep a few minutes after speaking with him. She's fighting, Rossi. Spencer's words got through to her."

"What do you mean?"

"Garcia helped him record a message and I played it to Diana. It made Spencer feel better to send the message and from what I can see, Diana heard her little boy and is fighting for him. Rossi, you look shaken."

"I'm not fine," he nodded. "I just wish I could have saved her. She held out as long as she could but I couldn't save her. Kelly Norris was a good woman. I've had people die in front of me before but I just feel shaken by this. All she knew before she died was pain."

Emily reached out and squeezed his hand. "I'm here and so is the rest of the team. It's okay to feel shaken. If a day passes where we aren't affected by what we see then it's time for us to think about what we've really become. Feeling shaken means we're still human."

"Just stay close," Rossi said shakily. "Stay close."

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