Morgan wrapped the towel around his waist and checked his phone, one new voicemail. "Huh. No one ever calls me early" He said to himself. He was right, most of the team didn't bother calling him until at least 10:30 as he usually wasn't awake until then but Morgan was behind on paperwork and he wanted to get into work early, finish it off and have the rest of his Sunday free to himself.

He gave a confused look, turned loud speaker on then hit play as he walked into his bedroom to get some clothes. "Hey Morgan… I know you're not one to wake up early" He heard Reid's voice say, well he was wrong about that he thought to himself. "It's Sunday so you'll still be tired from whatever fun you got up to the night before" Morgan laughed a little as he pulled out a pair of trousers from his chest of drawers.

"I… I'm sorry. I'm not good at apologies but I owe you one… I owe you all one" Morgan paused when he heard that and stood up straight to hear what he was going to say next. "I'm sorry for what I need to do but I promise it's for the best" Reid's voice played back to him. Morgan hurriedly placed the phone on his bed and pulled his clothes on as fast as he could then grabbed his phone and keys.

"All I believe is if I don't get out now I'll end up on that stuff again or…" Reid said, his voice was barely above a whisper now as Morgan jumped into his car and sped across town, he knew where he'd be. "This is my turn to do you a favour" His voice crackled on the end of the line before it went dead.

"No, Reid!" Morgan practically yelled as he threw the phone across the car and increased his car's speed. "Come on…." He said as he saw the sign for the cemetery car park and hurriedly swerved right.

He prayed to god that he was alive. He knew there was no use calling him, Reid was one of the most stubborn men he'd ever met and it would only make him get it over with quicker. No, Morgan knew if he wanted to stop Reid he'd have to take the gun out of his hand for him. Of course, it might not even be a gun but Morgan was sure it would be. He knew Reid could have easily picked up some Dilaudid of a street corner and overdose or even use his title of doctor to order drugs that would stop his heart but Morgan knew Reid wouldn't do that. Reid wouldn't go near that stuff again, not even to kill himself. And he'd never use his degrees he'd worked so hard for to get the drugs that would kill him.

Morgan flung himself out of the car door once he was parked and sprinted to Prentiss's grave; he'd been four times since she was buried as he waited for the headstone to be put down so he could finally buy some flowers for her. As the grave came into view so did Reid, his revolver pressed to his temple with a purple sweater in the other hand.

Morgan slowed his pace slightly so Reid wouldn't know he was there until he was close enough to stop him. "Reid?" Morgan choked out as he got within ten feet of him.

Reid let out a little noise that Morgan couldn't distinguish between a cough or a sigh as he opened his eyes and turned to face Morgan. "I'm sorry" He whispered as another tear trailed down his cheek.

"Reid, just put the gun down" Morgan said as he held his hand out in front of him.

"I can't… I need to do this" He whispered back as he clung tightly to the sweater.

"No Reid, you're strong. You can beat this… I promise you" Morgan replied as he edged a tiny bit closer.

"I can't" Reid pleaded for Morgan to admit he was weak, that it was better for him to be dead.

"Yes you can" Moran replied as he got a little closer. He saw Reid's finger on the trigger, ready to put a bullet in his brain. "What did you say to Prentiss in the warehouse? You gotta do what you told her to do and do the best you can for the team"

"This is the best thing for the team"

"No it's not!" Morgan yelled at him. He took a step closer as Reid's face twisted from anguish as another few tears escaped his eyes.

Please…" Reid whimpered as his grip slightly lessened on the gun.

"The best you can do for the team now is to put the gun down" Morgan said calmly, he was only a few feet away from Reid now.

"I…" He searched for words but he couldn't find them, he couldn't begin to explain to Morgan how much he wanted to die and to see Emily, to feel her touch again.

"Please, Reid" Morgan begged as he offered his hand to take the gun.

Reid's hand tightened on the gun for a moment before he gave up the fight and slowly handed over the revolver. Once the gun was in Morgan's hand he slowly placed it on the floor then pulled Reid into a hug.

Reid held tight to the sweater even when Morgan folded his arms around him and held him tight, he'd stopped noticing that he was crying while the cold metal of the gun was touching his skin but now it was gone he realised just how much of a mess he must look. "It's ok, It's ok" He hushed the crying, broken man that looked more like a frightened child now. He slowly let go of Reid but kept one hand on his back and started to guide him away from the grave as he whispered "Let's get you to the car"

Sorry to leave you guys on a bit of a cliff hanger, I had written the last chapter and this one at the same time but I wanted to add this one a little later for suspense. I didn't mean to leave it almost a whole day before posting, I was going to post earlier but this was my first chance today. hope you liked the extra dash of drama to mark chapter 20! :)