A/hey all, here's the next chapter. Thanks to you all for your reviews. They always make me smile.

Disclaimer: Nope... I don't own them... Oh well... maybe next week.

When Emily opened her eyes, voices and lights were the only thing in the universe. She felt like someone had tried to kick a field goal and used her head as the pigskin. There was a bright light in her eyes, and for a terrifying second she thought maybe she was dead and this was the "light" everyone talked about. Then the volume came back in a loud rush. Voices and sirens swirled around her like a kaleidoscope of sound.

"Ma'am… Can you hear me?"

"Can you tell us your name?"

"Stay with us…"

She was so dizzy, but she tried to say her name. "My… name…. My name is… Prentiss… Emily Prentiss."

"Emily… Stay with us."

There was a feeling of being lifted and strapped onto something that felt a lot better than the hard surface around her. The air was full of smoke and the sounds were getting louder around her.

"Hotch… where are Hotch and Morgan…" Her voice was slurring. Wait… did she have too much to drink? Something strange had happened, but she couldn't remember what it was. There had been loud noises, but different from the sounds around here. She was moving and they put her up in some kind of vehicle.

"Where's Hotch…" She tried to demand, but her head was hurting to much to talk."

"Hey Prentiss…" Morgan face was above hers and he was smiling at here. "Hotch is on his way to the hospital. You're both gonna be okay." He'd taken her hand and she squeezed it.

"Ok…." She closed her eyes and let the dark pull her down.

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When Reid opened his eyes, he was lying on something soft and there were sirens all around. Detective Hansen was standing over him looking very bemused. "That's some cat you got."

Leia ran out of the shadows, and jumped into his lap. He tried to sit up and realized that a buffalo had run into his chest. "Fuck…" He exclaimed and dropped back onto the gurney.

A paramedic helped him up and Detective Hansen helped him take off his vest. "Good thing you had this on. You took one right in the chest from that little ferret Wendell."

"Is he okay?" Reid gasped as the tech began prodding him and asking "does that hurt," every few seconds.

"He'll be fine. He was shot by the SWAT team, and should be well enough to stand trial for conspiracy to commit murder."

"What about Mrs. Warburton and Tommy and - ouch…" He yelped as the tech looked over the bruise forming over his rib cage.

"You need to go to the hospital. You've got cracked ribs." The tech told him.

"Fine… I want to see the others anyway."

"Um… you can't take the cat with you." The tech said, watching the young doctor stroke the cat as though his life depended on it.

"She's a therapy cat, and she saved that boy's life." Detective Danes said. "I'm sure there is something that can be done."

The tech shrugged, and wheeled Reid to the elevator. They rode up, and out and into the corridors of the nursing home. There were several of the ambulatory patients that were out of bed, and looking at the curious parade. They passed the them, and went out into the night where Reid sat up and argued with the paramedics till they let him sit in the bus with Mrs. Warburton. "Hello Spencer…" She said from her position on the gurney.

Reid climbed in with Leia running in at his side, and took one of the old woman's hands in his. Leia meowed and tried to crawl onto the gurney.

"Now be a good girl Leia... We'll visit later." The older woman admonished the cat as the bus began to move away from the nursing home.

Leia stared at the old woman and then settled back into Reid's arms and began to purr as he pet her. He forgot the pain that breathing caused while Mrs. Warburton told him all about what had happened to her.

"Was it true what you said about Tommy and the doctor? Is he that sweet boy's father?"

Reid hung his head for a minute then looked her in the eye. "Yes…"

"Oh dear…" Tears had formed in the woman's eyes.

She squeezed Reid's hand and he smiled at her. "How old were you when your father left?" She asked him.

"Ten…" He didn't bother to ask how she knew.

"That's terrible, but it's made you stronger my boy. Now, you have someone special, and you're going to make a great father."

Reid flushed and the tech grinned at him. "But Esther… JJ and I aren't…" His eyes went wide. "Did she tell you something?"

"No… What makes you say that dear boy? I was talking about sometime in the future."

He didn't believe her, but they had arrived at the hospital and the doctors took her away. They put him in a room after arguing about the cat. In the end, Leia made the decision by jumping out of Reid's arms and running away. When the nurse found her she was sitting next to Tommy's bed, where the young man slept. He wasn't hurt, but they wanted him to stay the day just in case. Sondra had a concussion and was admitted for the day as well. Reid met her family and was subjected to much hugging and crying from her mother. Damian was with Sondra's sister and asleep. Reid hoped he didn't ever have to know what happened to his mother. Wendell and Dr Stevens were in surgery for their wounds and were expected to live. It was small consalation that Dr. Stevens would be going to prison.

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Reid was trying to call out to JJ's phone when the doctor interrupted him. "Dr Reid. I'm Dr. Mason. I just got your films back and you've got two cracked ribs. We're going to get you taped up and then I want you to stay here overnight, or I guess I should say overday as it's almost dawn."

"Do I have to stay?" Reid pleaded. "I'll be fine on my own."

"You can go if you have someone to look after you." The doctor agreed, thinking that the young man probably wouldn't be able to come up with someone to take care of him.

"I'll just call Garcia." Reid said looking at his watch and realizing it was just barely six in the morning.

"What's a Garcia?" The doctor wondered.

"She's a good friend. Believe me doc, she'll be here faster than you can say cardiac bypass."

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When Emily opened her eyes again, Morgan was standing over her. "Hey girl…" He squeezed her hand. "I just talked to Garcia, and she said to tell you to get better fast, or she'll personally fly down here and kick your ass."

Emily laughed and the pain in her head jacked up another notch. "Have you noticed that Garcia rules our lives? How did that happen?"

Morgan threw back his head and laughed. "I don't mind!" He winked and Emily giggled. "Now… I have other news."

He filled her in on Reid and his operation and Hotch, who had a concussion, a broken wrist, and a badly sprained ankle. Emily laughed and then groaned again at the antics of Reid's cat. "I think we need to make that cat an FBI Special Agent." Emily quipped.

"I think you're right." Morgan agreed.

JJ entered the room and told them she had spoken to Reid. "He's okay. He's got cracked ribs and Garcia is bossing him around, but he's okay."

Morgan left to go look in on Hotch and JJ sat down next to Emily. "So… now that Morgan is out of the room, dish. Did you tell Reid?"

"No… He's feeling very upset right now because of Tommy. I don't want to freak him out."

"JJ… you need to tell him. It's not right to keep silent about this. He's a good man. He needs you to be honest with him. You'll hurt him more if you don't tell him."

"I know… I just want to be sure."

"Then you will… as soon as we get home." Emily prodded.

"Okay…. When did you get so wise?"

"Oh… that's easy… I came to work with you guys and now you're my family."

JJ leaned over to hug her and Emily patted her back. "Now… I promise it will be okay."

JJ stood up and smiled at her friend. "Get some rest. I'm going to go call Spence again."

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"Why are you so stubborn sweet thing?"

"I'm not stubborn. I just don't need to stay in bed."

Garcia opened the door to Reid's bedroom and pointed at the bed. "Get in there, or I'll put you there and that will hurt" She ordered.

"How are you going to get me in there? Morgan isn't here."

"I'll call that nice Detective Hansen!"

"Fine…" He looked at her and waited while she stared back at him.

"I'll help you out of those clothes," She said. It wasn't an offer!

"No… I don't need help." He groaned in pain and Garcia narrowed her eyes at him.

"Sure you don't… Sit down and stay still." She helped him sit and then bent down to take off his shoes and mismatched socks. He was white faced and trembling by the time she got him into a pair of sweat pants and into bed.

"I told you… There was no way you could've done that on your own."

"Okay… You're right… Can you get me some coffee?"

"No… but I'm going to make you some tea and something to eat."

"Garcia…"

"Reid…."

They stared each other down till Reid gave in and grumbled, "Okay… breakfast is fine." He leaned back against the headboard and Leia leaped into his arms after Garcia left the room. "She sure is bossy. Why do you all want to order me around?" He asked the cat.

The cat didn't reply. She just stared at her master and began to purr.