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Morgan walked towards the room where Spencer was staying. The doctor had informed him that he'd like Spencer to stay overnight for observation, just in case something did happen. He also wanted him to talk to an on-site therapist and informed Derek that once they got back to Virginia, he'd need to find him a good therapist, for the recent trauma he'd been through.

Emily had gone back to join the other team members at the station, so she could give Derek some time with Spencer, to get to know one another and make Spencer more

comfortable around Derek.

He knocked lightly on the frame of the open door and looked in at Spencer. "Hey, can we come in?"

He bit his lower lip, looking a bit nervous, before shyly nodding.

Derek looked down at the small kid and really took in his appearance for the first time.

He was small. Really small. Looked more like a five-year-old than a seven. That could be accounted for by lack of food over the last two years though. He had longish brown hair, that looked like it had been cut a couple times. His hair would have been far longer had Harrison not cut it at all in the past two years. He had big brown hazel eyes that could break your heart and a very pretty and innocent face.

"Hi Spencer," said Morgan gently kneeling by the bed, to look less intimidating. "Do you

remember me?"

Spencer put his thumb in his mouth and nodded.

"Good. That's good. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?" Spencer bit his lip again, in a way that Morgan guessed meant he was thinking. He finally shook his head, indicating it was okay for Morgan to ask him questions.

"Do you have any relatives other than your mother you could stay with?" Morgan knew the answer would be no, but he had to ask anyways.

Again, he shook his little head no.

"Family friends, neighbors, godparents…?"

No.

"Would you mind coming to live with me in Virginia until we find someone to take you in? Or maybe permanently?" Derek knew it was a lot to throw on the kid all at once, but it needed to be asked.

Spencer looked up with fear filled brown eyes and took his thumb out of his mouth.

"Mommy?" he whimpered.

"No, son. I'm sorry, but your mom can't take care of you properly." Spencer's eyes filled with tears and Derek would have given anything to be able to do something to erase the sadness. "Before you leave, we can visit her. How's that sound?"

"Sound's good," he whispered, keeping his gaze averted to the ground. "So, I'm gonna live with you now?" he said, just as quietly.

"If you want."

"A-are you g-gonna h-h-hurt m-me, sir?" he asked almost reluctantly.

Derek felt his heart break for the 100th time that day. He closed his eyes and breathed for second, to try and compose himself.

"No, Spencer. I won't hurt you."

"Not even when I deserve it?"

"You could never do anything that could make me hurt you. I never will, because no matter what you do, you don't deserve to be hurt."

Spencer started crying. Morgan's eyes got wide and he tried to go over the last bit of his part of the conversation and figure out what he said. He couldn't think of anything, so he stuck with trying to calm the poor thing down.

"Hey, hey. What's the matter buddy?"

"I-I d-d-do," he choked out between sobs.

"You do what?"

"D-d-deserve it," he wailed.

Morgan felt a need to go and comfort the obviously hurt child. He placed a hand on Spencer's shoulder and started to tell him that it was going to be okay, and that he hadn't done anything wrong, but he never got the chance.

"Don't touch me! Please! Please! I'm sorry! Don't touch me! I don't want it, I don't want it!" Morgan snatched his hand away from the child, even more lost now, as Spencer curled in on himself and kept yelling incoherently.

"Hey, kid. It's OK. I'm not going to hurt you! I promise I'm not!"

"No! No! Please!" he continued to cry. He was tossing and trying to get off the bed. He was pulling cords off of himself and screaming, lost in a memory. Derek was clueless as to what to do to stop it.

He eventually reached over and banged on the nurse call button and yelled for a doctor. Between the noise Spencer was making and Derek's yelling, the doctor and couple nurses ran into the room and immediately took in what was happening.

By that time, Spencer had thrown himself off the hospital bed and was curled up tightly in a ball in the corner with his arms guarding his head. He wasn't yelling anymore, but he was still crying and mumbling denials.

The doctor sent one of the female nurses over there to try and calm him down, but having someone that close to him just made him close up even more.

The doctor sighed when he realized he was beyond being to be calmed with words, and filled a syringe with a bit of sedative He walked over and injected it into Spencer as quickly and painlessly as possible. It took effect almost immediately.

He picked up the quivering child bridal style and laid him back on the bed. He rechecked his vitals and after declaring that everything was okay and he just needed to rest, left the room with the nurses and a very reluctant Morgan.