Derek's POV

My mind felt like it was going in slow motion. Like I wasn't even there. The sight of Reid laying there on top of me bleeding out, numbed my body. The unsub completely forgotten about at this point in time, tried to run away. I didn't bother to even try and yell at her to stop. My main focus was Reid. I sat up, and put his head in my lap. He looked so weak. With us both covered in bleed, I whispered his name, hoping he would give me some sort of answer, "Reid?" I said, horse. Reid?" I said, again, but he wouldn't answer me. That was when my panic started to set in. "Reid!" I said, more urgent. Yet still he laid there, motionless. "REID!" I said, shaking him franticly. Cupping his face in my bloody hands. REID!" I yelled again. But still nothing. That was when I felt someone hands on me. I didn't look to see who it was, because I couldn't take my eyes off of Reid. "Rossi stop her!" I heard the owner of those hands yell. Then those same hands started to pull me away from Reid. I couldn't have that. "No! I need to stay with him! Let go of me!" I said, jerking at the hands that threated to pull me away from him.

"Come on Derek. Let him go." I heard Hotch say with a sympathetic voice. But I didn't want to let him go. Couldn't he see that? So I pushed him away again. "No! I can't! I can't!" I said, breathless, because it was in that very moment, that I noticed that he still wasn't moving. So I shook him some more. Whispering in his ear to wake up. "Reid! Reid come on, wake up now Pretty Boy." Nothing. Then Hotch pulled at me again. "Derek, We need to get him to the hospital. Please, let him go." That was the first time I looked up at him. "He has to be okay. Right Hotch? He can't just die. Not like this. Not because of me." He said nothing. He just handed me off to Emily and JJ, while he and Rossi took Reid to one of the Ambulances. The whole ride to the hospital was nerve racking. I couldn't sit still, and I couldn't keep the bad thoughts from running through my head. What if something bad happened to him on the way there? What if he never woke up? This are things that I don't think I could even come close to handling if they happened. I took a deep breath. I had to keep my head together, even though this was hard. I had to stay together for Reid. It would be the one thing that he wanted me to do. Was to try and stay level headed. So I would try, for him. Now we're in the Waiting Room. Waiting. Waiting for some kind of news as to how he is doing. Waiting for any possible answers that could be given to me about his condition. I leaned my head against the cold white wall of the room. I closed my eyes, and just looked at the ceiling. If this was God at work, it was far from unfair. Very far. "Derek. He's going to be okay. Don't worry about it. Reid's a strong guy. Despite his appearance. You know that." Rossi said, to me, with a reassuring smile. I tried to smile back, but failed. I sighed. I'm so tired. "Look Rossi. Despite what you told me about Strauss, I still didn't listen. Despite the warnings that you and Strauss gave me, I still went against everything you guys said, and did what I felt. I did that, because I couldn't just stop Rossi. I couldn't just drop everything I felt about him, and gone on with my life, like he meant nothing to me. I tried. I really did, but it was just too hard, and now because of that, I feel like I am facing the consequence of those choices."

I paused.

Trying to find the right words to say next. "And.." But before I could finish, he cut me off. "Look Derek. I know how you feel. I see the way you two look at each other. How whenever you move, he moves. How he was always there to have your back when you lost your head on this case. Derek? I see." He said, with a smile. "I see that you love him, and that he loves you, very much. And I know that if you had the chance. You would have taken that shot for him." Then at that exact moment the doctor walked in. I held my breath. I all of sudden found it hard to breath. "Derek Morgan?" He said, looking between all of us in the Waiting Room. "Right here." Rossi said, pointing at me. I swallowed hard. "Well it was a clean bullet. It went right through his lower abdomen, and didn't damage any major arteries." I breathed out. "Oh thank God!" I said, dropping to my knees. He let himself smile. While JJ and Emily hugged each other, and Rossi and Hotch took a breath of their own. "Can I see him?" I said, getting myself back together. "Of course, but just one at a time. He needs his rest. He's going to be in some pain for the next month or so." I shook my head, and turned to the group. "Go." Hotch said. I nodded my head, and followed the Doctor.

Walking into the room, I saw that he was sleeping. He looked some what peaceful considering. I walked up to him, and ran my hand through his hair. I let myself smile. He started to stir. Then he slowly opened his eyes. My smile got bigger just seeing a little bit of those Hazel eyes of his. "D-Derek?" He said, lowly. My knees got weak, and I took a sit in the chair behind me. "I'm right here Pretty Boy." I said, still running my hands through his hair. "How you feel?" He shook his head slowly. "Not good, if that's what your getting at." "It'll get better. The Doctor said." I said, just stating the facts first. "What else did he say?" He said, closing his eyes for a moment. "He also said, that you will be in some pain for the next month or so. But I'm going to be with you all the way, helping you." I said, reassuring him right away. "That long?" He said, trying to sit up, but I held him down. "What do you think your doing?"

He gave me a questioning look. "Trying to sit up." I shook my head. "Not so fast Boy Wonder, You need to rest. You were just shot." He sighed, but did as he was told. "What happened to McMahon?" "We caught her, and she's going through the system as we speak." He nodded his head. "Good." I looked at him for a long moment. "Spencer? Why did you do it? How could you have been so stupid and reckless?" I said, licking lips. He sighed. "To be honest, I don't know. I just saw her pointing the gun at you, and I kept thinking that I couldn't let you get hurt. I just couldn't." "So you jumped in front of a bullet for me?" He shook his head yes. It just seemed so unreal. Something that you only saw in movies. But this wasn't a movie. This was real. This was happening, and I had to make sure that everything turned out okay. Not for my sake, but for Reid's. I just love him too much to go through this again. "So when do we leave to head back to Quantico?" He said, getting a little more comfortable. "In two days." "Good. I can't wait to go home." He said, with a smile. He turned over, and closed his eyes. I sat there, and began to run my hand through his hair some more. "Me too Reid, Me to."