Criminal Minds: Alternate

Chapter 2: I am not God.

A pinch. On his side. As he regained consciousness the pain that preceded this moment seemed to have mended itself through a miraculous sleep. But as his fingers moved the familiar feeling of asphalt beneath his nails made him rethink his position and the thought to reopen his eyes.

"Wake up, Morgan!" The hairs on the back of his neck stove straight up as Spencer glided his hand across his shoulder. As the shiver moved through his body Morgan finally began responding and moving. Hanging his head down as he entered an indian position of sitting on the group, the actions that felt as though happened hours ago passed through his mind.

"Kid, did I imagine getting hit by a car?"

"No, I saw it too, then I'm pretty sure I was hit when it sped back…"

He finally brought his head up. Morgan looked to his left. There was the large SUV in mint condition. He looked at his partner. For it being the middle of the night the light from a street light Reid appeared to glow. The very hairs on his skin seemed to emit a light unlike any Derek had ever been witnessed to. Reid crossed his arms and applied pressure to his forearm almost pinching himself. "I swore I got hit."

"Reid." His voice back to its usual calm, cool and collected.

"That pain Morgan, I-"

"Well, then maybe we are dead."

"Dead?"

"Maybe we died."

"No, there would be a tunnel." Reid began to pace and light followed him in and out of the street light. "Studies show that those who experience a near death experience go down a long tunnel, and they're alone, and come to an end and there is usually a relative present." He began to count on his hand as a jester, he continued. "They also sometimes see themselves outside of their bodies before entering said tunnel." He looked at Morgan and his face dropped. "Unless you're really God and here to make your final judgement on me."

"Now, slow down Reid. I am not God." He picked himself up and put a hand on Reid shoulder. "The good news is our dead bodies are not around here as well, so we're still us. Body and Mind."

"Angels?"

"What?"

"Were we saved by Angels?"

"Maybe." He looked at the car and decided to best course of action right now was to continue the journey to the coroners office, since they were both fine they should just continue on their original destination.

As Morgan entered the car and turned to shut his door, he was relieved as Spender was already inside the vehicle and buckling his seatbelt for the drive. A couple minutes later the two reached their destination. They exited the vehicle and made their way to the entrance. They entered the small office to greet a young woman preparing to leave for the night. Morgan immediate took the apologetic standpoint. "Listen miss, I know we're extremely late, but I had a flat tire that took much longer to change than i had originally thought. Please, let us see the body."

She pushed her hair behind her ear in a perplexed motion.

"I'm sorry… we weren't expecting anyone." She put down her jacket as he showed his credentials showing he was from the FBI. "Sir, I am sure whatever it is you need is of great importance, is it a file?"

"No, we were here to see the bodies of John and Pat Devlin."

"The Devlin's… they're-they're"

"Where are they?" Spender approached her.

She kept her eyes on Morgan.

"They're dead! How!"

"You mean, you really don't know?"

"No! They live up the block from me too, oh my God, I need to call me Mom, when did it happen?" Hysteria set into the young worker and she began to dial numbers into her phone. Morgan quickly grabbed her hand.

"Miss, what is your name?"

"Maddy."

"Maddy, you had no idea that they were dead and yet they had been brought here?"

"No, I would have-I mean- I should-"

"Maddy, this happened over two weeks ago." She stared into space also not registering what Spencer had said.

"I have to call my Mom." Tears streamed down her face. "They were the nicest couple, always helping my mom out, helping me out. They got me this job…"

"Maddy, this happened over two weeks ago." Reid repeated. She still denied him eye contact. Getting angry he slightly smacks a guest chair, her attention immediately focuses on that chair.

"He isn't angry, but Maddy, this happened two weeks ago." Derek made her focus his eyes on her. "Two weeks ago, they would have been here by now, you would know." He spoke slowly to calm her. It worked. A sudden realization flooded over her.

"I saw them, both of them, this morning."

Derek released her shoulders. He looked to Reid who's face held the same expression of dumbfounding.

"Sorry then to uh, waste your time. Enjoy your night." He quickly retreated, Spencer following.

"Wha-What was that Morgan!"

"Something is strange here pretty boy."

"Oh, you mean the fact that we were sure we were hit by a car earlier tonight, or that the victims we were sure we were going to see, before said accident, are now, miraculously alive."

"I'm calling Garcia."

"Oh, how did I know you could not go one full week without talking to me my Chocolate god!" The cheery voice on the other end immediately lifted the spirits of the two FBI agents.

"Baby, Garcia, it is good to hear your voice right now, but we just talked this morning"

"Oh, dreaming of pillow talking me while you're at your fancy Philly hotel Derek Morgan, you dirty devil, what were we discussing?"

"Garcia, I'm not joking, we spoke this morning, regarding the current case in Philly."

"Well, must have been some intense dream pookie, cause there is no case Philly, the rest of your team is in Las Vegas working this hell of a nightmare right now." Now Derek was scared. Garcia thought he was on vacation. Everyone else was in Vegas. "Baby girl, for the sake of myself and Reid, tell me you are joking."

"For yourself, I cannot, it is all the truth."

"Oh man." The sign on the other end worried Garcia.

"You ok? Derek?"

"Having a strange moment girl. Very Twighlight zone."

"But at least reality is a bit more pleasing right now. You're on vacation-with this Reid person. I'm not jealous or anything"

"You know you shouldn't be jealous of me and Reid spending time together." Reid eyebrows arched at that comment. "It's just for the team."

"Well, then who is this Reid person."

"Oh, come on Garcia."

No, really, Derek, you've never mentioned her before."

"Her? Reid? Garcia…"

"Come on Derek, tell me!" Raising her voice in toe to her heels about to pronounce anything, her voice echoed from the phone.

"Who is Reid!"