Hey, everyone. Here is the next chapter for you all. Okay, just to let you all know, this won't be as long as my other fanfics. I'm trying to limit it to a certain amount of chapters but trust me, you've got a lot more to come in this. The human body can only endure so much before consequences may follow. Who said this virus wouldn't do anything permanent? It's an unknown virus, who knows? I think you'll like this chapter and you can vent to cliffhanger queen at the end of this. I'll accept it. Just need to clarify something. This gets updated everyday. My other fanfic, gets updated every two days. Enjoy and I look forward to hearing from you.

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Hotch took the front entrance while Rossi and Blake took the back entrance. He had promised Reid before the others had come to the hospital that he'd keep Henry safe, that included keeping JJ alive. He had spoken with the others and they had agreed to respect Reid's wish. There were more ways to protect someone. He'd explain everything to JJ when they had the cure and Reid was awake and smiling. He heard the sound of a machine from inside. Taking a calming breath, he kicked down the door and pointed his gun at Vincent McAllister. "Put your hands up, McAllister!"

"I knew you'd come," Vincent smiled as he turned around in his chair. He revealed that he had a small vial in his hand as he raised his arms. "Looking for this."

"Put that down on the table," Hotch ordered.

"Oh, why would I do that? Spencer is going to die. Just like that dear old mentor of his."

"Why did you do it?" Hotch questioned as he held the gun firmly in front of him. "Why create this virus just to kill two people?"

"I wanted them to suffer, for what those two did. They got them killed."

"Who?"

"Agent Gideon and his stupid empty words got my brother, my wife and my little girl killed. They were there that day that bastard took them hostage. I listened as Gideon tried to have little Spencer work out a way to resolve the situation. He used my family as a training exercise! They ruined my life. I've spent year after year trapped in a dead world. I wanted them to understand how it feels to have poison run through their bodies! Grief is the worst poison there is, it burns and it never stops. Agent Gideon felt that pain. I guess he figured me out though."

"Gideon and Reid didn't kill your family, the man who held them hostage killed them. You've killed one innocent man and another one is lying in the hospital bed, dying for something he had no part in. Put the vial down!"

"As you wish," McAllister grinned. He let the vial fall from his hand.

"NO!"

Morgan sat outside the hospital room again, staring through the glass. He jumped as he felt a hand come down on his shoulder.

"Sorry," Garcia apologised as she sat next to him. "How is he?"

"He can't see," Morgan explained sadly. "He can't hear anything and he has stopped responding to touch or stimulation. He probably can't taste or smell anything either. He can't breathe without the ventilator. They think his organs will start shutting down soon. He's dying and they think he only has a few hours before the cure won't work."

"Why won't it work?"

"By then, they think that the virus will have done too much damage."

"He can't die," Garcia began to cry gently. Morgan put his arm around her. "God, I hope they get him and get the cure."

"What do you mean, baby girl?"

"I managed to get two locations and the team is on their way to the one in Virginia."

"I hope they get him too," Morgan sighed, he looked up and frowned. He pressed the nurse call button. Dr Kimura came from around the corner over to him.

"Yes, Agent Morgan."

"Why is blood in that bag?" Morgan pointed into the room. Dr Kimura looked and brushed her hand through her hair.

"Dammit," she said in frustration. "I don't understand. The other patient, didn't progress like this. It was slower. That bag connects to his catheter. If there is blood, it means the virus is beginning to affect his kidneys."

Hotch pulled the trigger, sending a bullet into Vincent's shoulder. Surprise filled his heart along with relief as he watched Alex slide along the floor and catch the vial in her hand. She rolled away from Vincent and looked at the vial. "I got it," she smiled.

Rossi rushed forward and secured McAllister.

"No! No!" Vincent screamed before gritted his teeth and moaning at the pain in his shoulder. They all looked at him as he began to laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Rossi snapped before hitting his shoulder.

"You don't have as much time as you think," he laughed hysterically.

He ran after Henry and laughed as he caught him. He put him down and smiled at his godson. "Told you I'd catch you."

"Uncle Morgan said you were slow," Henry giggled.

"Did he now?" Reid laughed. He looked up and found that the sky had suddenly turned grey. Rain began to fall around him. Henry ran up the steps and into the house, stopping at the door.

"Uncle Spence, get out of the rain," he laughed. "The storm is bad."

Rushing after Henry, he walked into the house. He felt confused as he looked down and found his clothes completely dry. Henry had disappeared from his sight. "Henry! Where are you?"

Panicked, he rushed around the house, opening every closet he came by. JJ was going to hate him forever if something happened to his godson. He'd never forgive himself either. "HENRY! Where are you?!"

He rushed up the stairs and opened one of the bedroom doors. He froze when he saw himself laying in a hospital bed, a tube down his throat and IV's all around him. He walked over and touched his own cheek. "I don't understand."

"You're not supposed to," a voice came from the couch. He looked over and shook his head.

"What's happening to me? You're not alive."

She stood up from the sofa and touched his cheek. "I'm here because you need to fight."

"Maeve, I'm sorry," he softly whispered. "I'm so sorry."

"It wasn't your fault. I know you don't want to leave them behind. You're afraid to lose your family and you will if you don't fight. Fight for Henry."

The lights in the room suddenly went out. Outside the window had turned dark too. "Maeve, what's happening?"

He turned around and found himself alone. The darkness began to creep into the room, getting closer to both versions of himself.

Morgan and Garcia both looked up, fear engulfing them as the heart monitor began to beep quicker and quicker. They watched as Dr Kimura quickly came into the room with a suit on.

"No!" Garcia cried as she watched the line on the monitor become straight and a horrible noise filled the room. She knew he was flat-lining. More nurses flooded into the room in suits. Morgan's arms came around her and held her as they watched Dr Kimura prepare the paddles.

"Come on, sweetie. Don't leave us now," she sobbed. "Morgan, we can't lose him."

"They'll save him," Morgan whispered, reassuring himself that he wasn't going to lose his best friend. Garcia had to sit down when Reid's body jumped up and then came down again, the paddles sending a shock through his heart.

Hotch came rushing down the corridor, a lab technician had already taken the cure to the lab to check if it was truly the cure. They couldn't inject something that might make Reid worse. Rossi was securing Vincent with Blake. JJ was with the lab technician. Hotch wanted her to keep him safe and away from harm. Nothing could happen to that cure. He came around the corner and stopped as he watched the medical team try to resuscitate the youngest member of his team.

"Oh, god. Please not now," Hotch shook his head.

Dr Kimura stepped away from the bed, placing the paddles down. She shook her head to the window.

"No, no, no, no," Garcia broke down in Morgan's arms.

Reid sat in the corner as the darkness got closer and closer. He closed his eyes and felt the coldness come near him. He opened his eyes when he felt something wrap around him. Henry was in front of him with a torch and had put a blanket over him. Sitting next to Reid, he snuggled under his arm with the torch and held it up. "I'll protect you if you protect me, Uncle Spence."

Reid took the torch from Henry and shined it at the darkness.

They all looked up as a beep filled the room and the line on the monitor broke.

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