Chapter 8

I still don't own criminal minds!

Morgan and Garcia came back into my hotel room together.

Garcia was the one to speak first.

She said with tears forming in her eyes "You really don't remember can you?"

"Remember what?" I questioned.

By the look on Garcia's face I knew it was bad.

She wasn't smiling and looked upset like she was about to cry.

"What? You two are really worrying me. What don't I remember?" I asked. I was so confused.

Garcia and Morgan exchanged looks.

Morgan sat on one side of me and Garcia sat on the other.

Morgan started "You were doing some paperwork on our latest case."

I nodded as I sort of recalled doing some paperwork yesterday but I couldn't remember what on. Morgan continued "Your phone was ringing and I was teasing you about it. Anyway you went to the toilet to answer it but it stopped ringing so you redialled it in a cubical. Anyway it was a hospital and it was something to do with your mom…"

I shook my head and started to sob and shouted "You're lying. Stop lying!"

I hit Morgan quite hard but he was prepared for it.

Garcia started to talk in a very calm voice "I understand Reid. I understand how you are feeling. I felt the same when my parents died."

"You don't Garcia. My mom isn't seriously ill, she isn't dead. Just tell me the truth. (Started to cry) Please this isn't some joke. This is my life! She is my only real family! Don't lie to me!" I spluttered. Morgan said to Garcia "I need to give Hotch a call."

Garcia just nodded.

Morgan left the room to take the call.

It was me and Garcia alone.

"You know we care about you, dearly Reid. We really do. We only came out here because you were here alone. Morgan was worried what you were going to do. I think we found you just in time." Garcia sobbed.

I had no idea what she meant so I asked "What do you mean when you say we found you just in time?"

There was a long pause then she slowly said "You was really, really drunk when I… we found you. You collapsed onto me. We found your hotel key in your pocket so we took you to your room and booked a room ourselves. Anyway me and Morgan took off your shirt, tie, watch, trousers and shoes. Umm, well anyway Morgan found some pills in your shoes. We didn't know what to do. It appeared like you had opened the plastic seal but we didn't know whether you had taken any or not? So we got the receptionist to get a clean syringe and we extracted some blood. We stored it in our mini fridge in case you didn't survive the night. (Beginning to cry) In fact we hardly got any sleep at all, Morgan was so worried you took something and was checking every half hour to see if you were alive. Seriously if you had died, Morgan would blame himself for not being there for you while your mom was dying. Honestly Reid for a man with an IQ of 187 you can be really stupid sometimes!"

Morgan stomped back into the bathroom and shouted "Do you believe me and Garcia?"

I didn't know what to really say.

On one hand they have lied to me before and my mom being on death's door was upsetting and hard to believe but on the other hand Morgan is like a brother to me surely he wouldn't lie to me.

I didn't know.

He shouted "You sicken me. You can't even tell me whether you believe me or not. I saved you're a** last night, if it weren't for me, you probably would have overdosed or died. You know I would lie to you about something so big. And I was thinking of not telling Hotch about the drugs we found in your shoes but your just a scrawny a**hole. You don't deserve any of us especially me! I was even thinking about leaving the identity fraud but no you deserve everything you get. I hate you! I am leaving. Expect a phone call from Hotch soon."

I was breaking down; I had never seen Morgan so angry before.

Not even with an unsub!

I could see Garcia was shocked.

"I am leaving now, you can stay with this scrawny piece of s**t if you want. But I'm not." Morgan shouted towards her.

"Please, Angel face. I love you and you love Reid. Take some time out of here. Go back home. I don't want you to be upset my chocolate god of thunder. Do I?! Go back I'll look after him. You need some time away, to sleep. Don't make any rash decisions. Ok. Go to the hotel room we booked and go to sleep. I will make sure nothing will happen." Garcia said in a calm manner. She was confused but knew she couldn't upset either of us.

Garcia's words seemed to help Morgan.

He turned from a hulk style monster to just a cranky, tired man.

Garcia always made Morgan feel better.

He left the room in a bit of a strop and just said "I won't leave the hotel if you won't baby girl. But I have to leave this room. Ok, see you later. I need to catch some Zzz. Goodbye my baby girl."

"See you later my chocolate Adonis." Garcia said smiling.

Morgan left the room.

I was sure he wouldn't do anything until he had slept but there was a bit of unpredictability to his actions lately.

He wouldn't shout at me, unless he thought I was going to make a really bad decision or if he thought I had made an awful decision.

Did he really think I had taken drugs?

Oh did I?

Could I really take drugs after my dilaudid addiction? I

haven't touched painkillers let alone illegal substances since.

So many questions, not enough answers.