Authors Note: Other than life...I have no excuses why it took so long to post this chapter. lol My most sincere apologies. On with the show!
TAOT Ch 10
Ethan sat up, ripping his teeth from Reid's neck.
The thin brown eyed man panted, confused. He felt as if his heart were caught in a vice, and he tried to reach for his chest but his arms wouldn't move.
His vision swam, cloudy and dim. There was a numbness settling over him, his shoulder and neck feeling slick, cold.
Then he was weightless, floating.
Ethan stared wide eyed at Reid's torn flesh. Blood gushed from the wound like a fount, his skin paling quickly.
Tearing the reddening white sheet underneath him Ethan bandaged Reid as best he could.
Then standing, he ran, bending the light and wind with his speed.
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When Reid blinked the sleep from his eyes the sunlight struck him hard.
He rolled slowly, sore, and sat up.
The room was warm with morning rays and his feet met a short scratchy rug when they found the floor.
He stood and stretched with a yawn and looked down at his bare chest, stomach, and legs.
His breath hitched when he heard quiet snoring coming from behind him.
Soft brown eyes turned to see Morgan's bald head resting on a large downy pillow, his chiseled arms curled beneath it.
Reid turned and knelt back down on the bed.
Sitting fully on his knees he carefully lifted the soft blanket covering the brown man's waste, and his hand flew up to cover his mouth as a nervous giggle escaped at the thickness that greeted him.
"What are you doing down there Pretty Boy," Derek smirked with one eye on the young doctor.
"Just...admiring the scenery," he smiled and Derek reached out for his long haired friend.
"Come here," he pulled Spencer down and covered both their waists with the blanket, holding him close.
Derek caressed his smooth unblemished cheek with his thumb before kissing him.
Their lips met again and again, Spencer's tongue pressing his advantage as Derek rolled on top of him.
Flecks of red and gold shown in Reid's hair when the sunlight struck it, and Morgan's skin was creamy where the light touched him.
"Are you ready for another go," Derek whispered in the thin man's ear. He could already smell the musk rising in the air.
"I'm always ready for you, Derek..."
Reid's eyes flew open to peer, confused, at the far wall. When had he become so bold?
His thoughts were cut short as Morgan's lips left his ear in a feathery trail down his neck to his collar. His breath ghosted over a puckered dusky pink nipple and Reid moaned in to the sun lit silence. Morgan's fingers drew lines on jutting hips and his tongue found just the tip of Reid's hot leaking head. He looked up to watch the younger mans chest heave, his own hands tugging at his hair.
"Derek...," he breathed, strained with arousal.
Morgan sat up and back on his knees for a moment. He took a firm hold of Reid and turned him over on his stomach.
Reid propped himself up on his elbows and Morgan leaned over him, kissing him slowly before sliding in to him.
Reid broke the kiss panting.
Morgan easily reached his prostate and Reid trembled beneath him.
Every inch of Reid's back rubbed against Morgan as he slowly rode him, and he shuttered incessantly at the warm breath on his neck.
"De...Derek, I'm not going to la...last," Reid moaned to the side of Morgan's hot mouth.
The older man grinned, "No, but I will..."
Without a single touch to his groin Reid came, the waves crashing and the waters refusing to recede.
Morgan's trusts were steady and slow, working Reid over three more times before he was spent.
The last time they'd cum together, Morgan having turned Reid on his back again. Their moans met in the other's mouth and bounced off the walls of the small room, making them sound much louder than seemed possible.
Afterward they lay panting and sweaty, Morgan between his young lovers legs. They kissed, languidly in the light.
"I'm not going to be able to sit for a week," Reid looked down, "or three."
Morgan smiled, "that was the general idea. I'm just glad you're safe now." He stared sadly into Reid's eyes. "I was beginning to think we'd never get to do this."
Reid touched a suddenly very pale finger to Morgan's jaw and frowned, eyes darting around the room.
"I feel funny...," he said in a small voice. The pair shifted and Reid let out a small sound when Morgan slipped out of him.
He looked down at his hands and suddenly felt light headed. Morgan took hold of his shoulders but pulled his right hand back abruptly.
It was covered in blood.
He looked up at Reid to find him hemorrhaging from the neck and shoulder.
"Reid!" Morgan tore at the bed sheet and pressed it to his neck.
The young doctor was shaking uncontrollably. "Mor...Morgan," Reid hiccuped, "I'm co...cold."
"It's okay! You're okay kid, just stay with me."
Morgan bundled Reid up in his arms keeping the sheet pressed to his seeping wounds while he looked around frantically for his phone.
It was no where in sight and then he heard it. A low growl that seemed to come from everywhere around them.
"He's here! He's here...Derek run...leave me," Reid choked. Blood trickled out of his mouth and he pushed at Morgan.
The senior agent held him closer looking him in the eyes, "You know I'm not going to leave you kid. I just found you," he put both hands on either side of Reid's face. "You wanted me and you got me Spencer Reid. Whatever happens...you got me."
Morgan kissed him and thick tears smeared the blood on Reid's cheeks. His eyes widened when Morgan hugged him again.
"I love you Derek Morgan...," he whispered.
"Reid...I..."
Reid shoved Morgan with every once of strength he had left and the larger man toppled to the side in a flurry of blankets just as a huge wolf flew through the darkened bedroom door. It landed on top of Reid, teeth bared and dripping blood. It's eyes blazed down at the pale man and Reid stared up at the creature with a smirk.
"You will never get what you want...no matter what do you to me...I'm sorry Ethan," Reid said suddenly sad.
"Spence," Morgan whispered a few feet away on the floor.
The wolf whipped its head toward him and its eyes, red, shifted down the spectrum until they shone like opal.
"You...will...die," it's voice echoed like thunder in the room, but before it could ready it's self to pounce a bruisingly tight hand clamped down on his shoulder.
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Derek sat straight up on the bed, Lenora's hand squeezing his shoulder, and instantly leaned over the side to heave up his breakfast.
When Morgan's coughing stopped and he could sit up marginally straight Hotch shuffled the team out of the room.
"Well this is going well," Gideon smiled at Lenora.
"Well we would have had some semblance of a plan if someone hadn't gotten peckish...for three hours," she glared at Zhin. "Just five minutes," she mocked. "My ass."
"A girl's gotta eat," Zhin smiled.
"Excuse me," Morgan interrupted. "But can someone tell me what the hell is going on?" He whipped at his mouth ignoring the sweat that dripped down his forehead and chest.
"You jumped out again, right before we landed." Lenora rubbed at the back of her neck eyes shifting between Gideon and Zhin, "I didn't give you that much," she mumbled.
"Didn't give me much what..." Morgan began.
"Agent Morgan what did you see when you umm...went on your walk,"Gideon interrupted.
Morgan stared at him for a moment, "Spen...Reid and I were...together...in a room and he was bleeding from his neck." Morgan rubbed at his eyes, "There was this big gash...and then this wolf came out of nowhere."
Lenora and Zhin glanced at each other.
"What," Morgan looked between the two vampires. "What does it mean? Do you think Reid's hurt?"
"Where were you specifically? Was it the same place you saw Reid being attacked," Gideon asked.
"What does that have to do with anything?" Derek looked at Lenora, "do you think what I saw was..."
"We need to know if this was a projection or...something else," Lenora kept her hand on his shoulder to still his attempt to stand.
"Something else..." Hotch walked back in to the room. "What else could it have been?"
"Astro-projection is when the spirit leaves the body to witness an actual event. The something else is called a dream step. Which means the consciousness of two people, usually two people who are bonded, connect on another plane," Zhin explained.
"In a dream step the minds construct their own proffered scenario, but there can be elements of what each body is experiencing on the physical plane," Gideon finished.
Morgan nodded. "We weren't in the same room." Morgan closed his eyes and tooka deep breath remembering the warmth, "the sun was so bright, and we were alone...until the wolf." Morgan looked down at his hands. "There was so much blood, and Reid, he was so brave. He pushed me out of the way just in time." He closed his eyes again, putting his head in his hands, and Hotch furrowed his brow.
Just then a doctor came in. "Agent Morgan, are you feeling better," he said with a thick London accent.
Derek looked up, suddenly noticing they were in a hospital. He looked down at the IV in his hand.
"The hell..." He stared up at Lenora.
"You went in deep Derek. You began disconnecting from your body. Astro-perjection is a gift yes, but without the proper training..." She shook her head, "at one point you stopped breathing."
Morgan stared up at her wide eyed.
"Astro...," the doctor began.
"Doctor Mau! Doctor, we have an emergency," a young nurse ran in to the room looking panicked.
"Elena calm down, what's going on," he said walking back out of the door.
"Caucasian male, early twenties, lacerations to the neck and shoulder..."
Morgan Hotch Gideon Lenora and Zhin shared a look.
"Do you think its...," Gideon started.
"Ethan would be here as well...," Zhin also spoke.
"We can't fight here...," Hotch looked at Lenora.
"I know. This entire building would be...Derek!"
Ripping the IV out of his hand and pushing Hotch and Gideon aside Morgan was on his feet and running out the door.
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Thank you to everyone who is still reading this story.
Again, I can't even begin to explain why it's taken so long to update.
All I can do is apologies and try to update more.
Peace Love and Goobies!