Chapter 13

I don't own Criminal Minds.

Morgan was still sitting at the bar when Reid was taken by the woman.

Morgan just thought it was a hooker taking a man who looked like he needed some fun.

Morgan forgot that Reid was his friend and Reid never interacted romantically with hookers.

Reid didn't call out, he didn't go against his will in fact he went because he wanted to go.

Morgan started to make his way to a hotel he had been recommended by the barman.

The one across the road.

The one the cops were swarming around.

As Morgan stumbled towards the hotel, a cop stopped him and asked "Where are you going?"

Morgan slurred "To the hotel. Why?"

The cop looked at him with a questionable look.

"Do you know what happened this afternoon?" The policeman asked.

He shook his head.

He barely remembered what had happened an hour ago let alone 8-9 hours ago.

"Well, about 8/9 hours ago a man came into the hotel, shot a couple of people and took a female F.B.I agent. We are trying to find her and a couple of male F.B.I agents and about 3 people. Wait… You look familiar. Let me get my superior," The policeman said as he began to run to an authoritive man.

The policeman shouted to a man "Is this one of them guys you're looking for?"

A tall, white man with black, short hair and dark eyes who was wearing a suit came over and said "Morgan, you're alright. For a moment, we thought the unsub kidnapped you too."

"I am sorry. How do you know my name? Do I know you?" Morgan questioned, he just remembered his own name.

"JJ get over here I think Morgan is really intoxicated. Can you sober him up please?" Hotch asked.

The blond woman took Morgan into a black SUV and drove to a local diner.

The floor was tiled red and white and the walls were painted white.

The seats were red and the tables were white.

A tall woman with dark hair and green eyes who was wearing a white dress and a pink piny asked the blond woman (JJ) what she wanted.

JJ replied "Could I have something to sober him up please?"

"Sure , do you want anything else?" The waitress asked.

JJ shook her head and started looking at Morgan funny

"I get it. You're F.B.I and you have been looking for me. But one thing I don't is why do you want to sober me up? Is it for questioning or something?" Morgan asked.

JJ shook her head and looked like she was smirking "You really don't know who I am or who Hotch is. Do you?"

Morgan looked her fully in the eyes and said "I don't. Should I?"

"Your name is Derek Morgan. Your mother is called Fran and you have two sisters (Sarah and Desiree) and your father is dead. You are a B.A.U special agent. Your specialty is obsessional crimes and explosives. You were born on the 6th of June 1973. You grew up in a tough Chicago neighbourhood. You are in a relationship with Penelope Garcia, who also works for the B.A.U, who has been shot and kidnaped. We are trying to find another member of the team who you treat like a brother and came all the way out here to find. To look after him. Me and the man in the suit, Hotch, are also part of the team. We came here to find you, all of you!" JJ continued

"Can you remember anything? Anything at all?" JJ asked.

Morgan shook his head but he knew she was telling him the truth about his family and stuff.

"Well, get sobered up. Even though you don't know who we are or anything we still need you. I am going to the loo. Finish your coffee." JJ commanded.

That's when he saw Morgan, all alone and vulnerable.

This was the time to strike but he knew it couldn't be him to go and snatch him.

It had to be her but she was still busy with Reid.

Why couldn't she just leave them for a while, while they were still intoxicated?

Arghh women he thought to himself.