Hey everyone, here is the next chapter for you all. I hope you all enjoy this chapter. It's a bit shorter than I wanted so I'll make a longer one tomorrow. I'm so happy you all like this. I'll admit that even I find it strange writing this in some ways, due to the fact that by this time, in most of my fanfics, I've kicked the hell out Reid. I love writing the more emotional part of this, I'm in that mood these days. Yes, I killed Gideon. It's disturbing that when I'm watching old episodes, I just imagine how much more whump could have gone into that episode. My mother thinks I'm nuts, what can you do? Enjoy and I look forward to hearing from you wonderful angels.

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"Jason Gideon is dead," Alex said, surprise in her voice. "I knew him."

"We all did," Morgan told her. "We're looking into past cases that Gideon and Reid worked on together. This, Vincent McAllister, has a serious vendetta against them. Why use this virus? It's an escalation. There are easier ways to kill someone, why is he using the virus?"

"It's clear he wants them to suffer. This virus is horrible."

"How's he doing?" Morgan asked.

"Not good," she shook her head. "He can't see anymore. The virus is affecting his senses. He's in a lot of pain and the morphine isn't doing much for him. Dr Kimura is here. They know each other from the past."

"I remember her. She's a great doctor and she's his best chance at surviving."

"I'm going to spend some time with him."

"Just talk to him when you can. He's alone in there and he's really scared. I've never seen him this scared before. It isn't easy to watch him but you have to do it. I'm going to help the team catch this bastard."

"We'll get him," Morgan assured her. "He can't run from the net we've put out there. When Garcia is angry, she puts out a big net. His face is over the internet, the news, posted at every police station out there. She's also trying to find out where he is."

"If anyone can find this guy, it's her," Blake smiled sadly.

They gave each other a small hug before going their separate ways. Morgan turned the corner and found himself at the same window he'd been at three hours ago. They had decided to take it in turns to stay with Reid. He looked to the bed and struggled to ignore the sheen of sweat covering his friend, sweat stains covering the hospital gown. Reid's eyes were open but were vacant and unfocused. He pressed the intercom. "Hey, kid."

"Hey...Morgan," he gasped. It was clear his breathing had gotten worse.

"Don't talk to much," Morgan advised gently. "You need to save your energy. Just breathe, kid. I'll do all the talking."

Reid nodded softly. Morgan watched his friend's chest go up and down, each breath a struggle.

"We know who the unsub is. His name is Vincent McAllister, we've got most of the country looking for him. We'll find him, get the cure and I'll be playing pranks on you again in no time."

He decided then and there that he wouldn't tell Reid about Gideon. He needed to stay calm and news that the man he had once seen as a father had died, would do more harm to him.

"We're all worried about you, I wish I had some magic way to fix you but I don't. Look, I know what's going through your head, I've known you long enough to know what you worry about. Kid, we'll make sure that your mom is take care of, if anything happens. You pay for her care and I know you're worried about what will happen to her if you don't make it. You will make it, we will make sure of that. She'll be taken care of, if anything happens. I promise you that."

"T-Thank...you," Reid wheezed before letting out a painful screech. Morgan panicked as Reid began to cough violently. Looking to the other window across the room, he watched Dr Kimura put on a decontamination suit quickly. She entered the small zone and waited till the sealed door shut. Blood spewed out from Reid's mouth as Dr Kimura rushed into the room.

"REID!" Morgan shouted. Helplessly, he watched as other nurses in suits rushed in. His eyes went to the small suction tube as they cleared Reid's throat. Crimson blood came down the tube. Dr Kimura placed a tube down Reid's throat and connected it to the ventilator. A nurse injected something into an IV, he stopped moving on the bed and became still again.

He hit the intercom. "Is he okay?"

Dr Kimura nodded before signalling she would talk to him when she left the room.

He stumbled back till he was leaning against the wall. He closed his eyes. "Please, God. Don't do this to us. Don't do this to him. He needs us and we need him. Please, spare him."

"I think I got him!" Garcia exclaimed as she came into the room. It had been an hour since Morgan had started his shift at the hospital.

"Really?" JJ quickly asked.

"A location," she confirmed before bringing it up on the screen. "Looking for him through his cards and financial records was proving useless. I tried something else. I had the hospital send me the list of chemicals used to make the virus. The ones they could name anyway. I searched through all companies that may have that, including labs, private companies."

"I found three names and when I brought up the pictures, they were all Vincent McAllister but with small changes. He had dyed his hair in one, facial hair in another. Three different labs, he worked about eleven months at each lab. Over three years, he gained access to everything he needed to make this through multiple identities and some serious system tampering. I have two addresses. One is for a warehouse in Virginia. The other is for a house in Florida. I checked on Gideon's activity. He had settled down in Florida a few years ago. Vincent has planned this for a very long time."

"JJ, call the Tampa office and tell them to get a team down there. I want the area secured. I'm going to get Blake and Rossi, we're taking the Virginia site."

Pain, he didn't understand why there was so much pain. He no longer had control over his breathing. He didn't even bother opening his eyes. Everything took so much effort. He remembered Morgan talking to him. He'd been right about him worrying about his mother. He loved his mother and knew that if he died, his team would keep her safe. He felt tears leak out of his closed eyes as he realised something. He couldn't hear the heart monitor anymore, or the ventilator he knew he'd been attached to. He couldn't hear anything.

More tears leaked from his eyes.

He felt a gloved hand come grasp his hand. He knew the strong grip well enough. It belonged to Morgan.

"He can't hear anymore, he's awake but trapped in his own body," Dr Kimura explained to him.

It was weak but he felt Reid grip his hand.

"He's hanging in there," Morgan said, his voice sounding strange from inside the suit. He knew that Reid couldn't hear anymore. He'd known from the start of the blood coming out of Reid's ears. He opened Reid's hand so it was flat. Slowly, letter by letter, he spelled out two words.

'I'm here' he spelled.

"You're a good friend to him," Dr Kimura smiled inside her suit. "You're all wonderful to him. I remember seeing nurses bring two pots of jello into his room when I treated him a few years ago."

"Jello is an addictive substance," he tried to joke but his soul wasn't in it. "Do you think he's going to make it?"

"He's strong," she answered. "He'll make it through this if we can give him the cure in time."

"My team will find it, if it's the last thing they do."

Hotch approached warehouse with his team, he pulled the car over. "JJ, stay here."

"Why?" she argued.

"I'm telling you to stay here," he snapped before he left the car with Rossi and Blake.

"You know she's pissed about us leaving her behind," Rossi said as they made their way to the warehouse door.

"We all agreed back in the office that she had to stay behind. You know Reid would want her to stay back to."

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