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Morgan leaned against the window as Sarah drove them to the hospital. With his hand intertwined with his mother's hand, sitting in the back seat with him, Morgan watched helplessly as the buildings passed by.

Knowing where he was heading to, Morgan doesn't know if he would be able to face the complicated situation. Just as his thoughts jumped from one to another, the car finally stopped.

His hope for the stop to be at the signal were crushed when they were indeed at the hospital's parking lot. Morgan turned towards his mother, hoping to gather all the strength he need from his mother's eyes, he knew he needed them.

Fran smiled before she nodded, giving Morgan her assurance. Morgan got out the car and surely was surprised to see Garcia at the entrances.

"She wanted to meet before you go in." Sarah said, looking at Morgan. "I couldn't say no. We will wait for you inside."

The other three walked inside, leaving Morgan with Garcia.

For once, Garcia never expected things to be tough between her and her favorite Chocolate Thunder.

"Hey." Morgan whispered, finally having the courage to look at her.

"I would definitely yell at you right now for not being here, but knowing what you are going through, I am just going to hug you instead."

Garcia closed the gap and brought Morgan into a hug.

Morgan melted in her hug.

Rubbing circles in Morgan's back, Garcia mumbled. "It's our baby boy in there, how could you not be here?"

Morgan came out of the hug, remained silent.

"We will spare all the yelling for him for pulling some hero stunt later when he gets better, shall we?"

For the first time after the horrible incident, Morgan instantly chuckled. "You never yell at him."

Garcia narrowed her eyes. "Well, he will surely get from me this time for spoiling my Adonis's handsome face. He is getting top in his game in making you cry, I can say that."

"How is he?" Morgan asked the one question that has been bugging him to the core.

"You know about heroes, they don't die easily."

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Fran walked in with her girls, leaving Morgan with Garcia.

"Mrs. Morgan." Hotch greeted when he saw Fran entering the waiting room. "I'm sure you remember the rest of us, but still, Jennifer Jaraeu, David Rossi and this is our new agent, Kate Callahan."

"Kate." Hotch turned to Kate. "This is Morgan's mother, and sisters, Sarah and Desiree."

"How is Dr. Reid?" Fran asked after the introduction.

"He is holding on. The doctor said the next 48 hours would be critical."

"Can I see him?" Fran asked.

"Of course, I will take you." Hotch volunteered.

"We will wait for Derek here."

Fran nodded towards her girls before she followed Hotch to the particular room. Hotch stopped at the entrances.

"He's not awake, won't be for some time."

Fran smiled sadly. "It's okay, I just want to see him."

"I will leave you alone then." Hotch walked back to the waiting room.

Fran took a sharp intake of breath before she walked in. The beeping sound of the machines, and the sound of the ventilator pushing air into Reid's lungs seemed to add a more disturbing element into an already dimmed room.

Fran smiled a little, looking at the matured form Reid. Last time, she saw him, he had glasses and a different hair style. "You still look little, Dr. Reid. Derek always says you need more flesh added to your body, guess he is right."

Fran laid her hand on top of Reid's hand, too afraid to squeeze it. "You will be okay… You have too."

Fran stood there, not knowing how long it has been when she felt a familiar presence at the door. "You have important visitor, Dr. Reid." Fran tapped Reid's hand a few times, softly before she walked out of the room.

With no words exchanged, Fran tapped Morgan's shoulder before she disappeared, leaving Morgan alone.

Morgan stood at the entrance, with his eyes fixed on Reid's fragile body. Forcing down the bile threatening his throat, Morgan took slow but steady steps into the room. Morgan walked to the other side, and sat on the chair beside the bed.

Reid looked pale, whiter than the blanket he was wrapped in. If the sight of a tube forced down Reid's throat was already derailing enough, the sound of ventilator making each time it sent air down to Reid's lung was cruel to send chills down Morgan's spine.

Morgan was surprised to see how shaky his hands were when he raised his hand to touch Reid's. Finally touching Reid's hand, Morgan took a better look at Reid.

With tears again, waiting at the corner of his eyes, and words losing its voice, Morgan found himself in one the situations he never been good in dealing with.

Finally allowing the tears to roll down his cheeks, Morgan had the courage to talk.

"Being a person with a 187 IQ, I don't know how you could be dumb sometimes. Today is certainly the day, I would say, you surely not the smart one."

Morgan inhaled before he continued. "I don't know what to say. If you ask me, that if I'm angry with what you did today, honestly I am. But I don't think I want to yell you just yet, because Hotch already waiting on the line for that."

"And if you want another one firing from a mother's side, JJ is all set. The moment you wake up, you're going to get it."

"On the other hand, Garcia is all ready to be your fairly angel to take care of you. She's so going to spoil you. Wait until you get all the stuffed animals and balloons around you."

"Rossi and Kate, they seemed to be a little relax, but you don't know what they might be hiding, so watch out."

Morgan laughed a little.

"Everyone seemed to have something for you or they wanted to do something for you."

After a few minutes of silence. "Me?"

"What do I want? I don't know, Reid. Maybe I am just a big brother who doesn't want to lose his little brother."

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