Lost in a thought, Morgan followed his teammates out of the hospital conference room and towards the exit. All were quiet; Morgan wondered who would make the first move. He knew that he had a lot of explaining and begging to do- he had no idea who to start with. Hotch was sleeping, so he was out, Prentiss and JJ appeared to be still angry, he may have already started to earn back Rossi's trust, which left…

"Penelope!" Rossi called out, bringing Morgan out of his thoughts. The technical analyst was standing next to the emergency room front desk with her hands digging through her purse. She looked up as Rossi said, "He's alright. He's sleeping right now so it's best to head home and get some rest."

"Ok, ok. I-I'll do that," Garcia immediately turned back to her purse and returned to digging through her purse. Rossi, Prentiss, and JJ nodded and started to walk towards the exit. Reid stayed behind and asked quietly, " Do you need some help?"

Garcia smiled. " No sweetie, I just lost my keys. Thanks for asking," she answered softly. Reid returned a weak smile and left.

Morgan stood back and stared at Garcia. He could hear her mumble, " Stupid keys," before she glanced up suddenly and caught Morgan's stare. He gave her a gentle smile, but she blinked nervously before walking away. She's still hurt, Morgan sadly thought. I need to fix this. Now.

Outside the hospital, Garcia stood in front of her car, still fumbling for her keys. Her purse was almost completely filled- she was going to dump her purse, but the sight of Morgan made her quickly change her mind. She was not afraid of him, but just nervous. Just like everyone else, she needed space away from him. The things that had been said between the two had been horrible, even demeaning at times.

Garcia growled in annoyance as she dumped her purse on the roof of the car. She was about to kick her car, but heard, " Looking for these?"

She turned to see Morgan standing next to her with her keys in his hands. "You dropped them on the floor in front of the front desk," he finished.

"Thanks, but I'm still mad at you," she stated. She started to put her stuff back into the purse.

"I don't expect you to forgive me. I said things to you that shouldn't have been said and I'm sorry for that," Morgan stated, " You deserved better- I just got so stressed out that I took my anger out on you like Prentiss did to Reid. "

Garcia turned to him. " I- I don't- You really hurt me, Derek."

"I know and I know that it will take some time to get back to where we were, Baby girl. I promise you that I'll take as long as it takes to have you forgive me. "

"Derek-I kept telling myself that traumatic things bring out the worse in people- I saw a side of you that I didn't think existed…..but I know that you're a good person. You always have been and always will be," Garcia sighed and said, " I….I forgive you."

"Thanks, Penelope," Morgan whispered, pulling her into a hug. She hugged him back tightly, a sudden warm feeling returning back to her. She lifted her face up and said, " You have to promise me that you won't be dark and evil like that ever again."

"I promise. We have a long road ahead of us, don't we?"

"You say that like I'm your wife or lover or something," Garcia joked.

"You know I love you right?" he kissed her cheek, causing her to giggle. He stepped back and said, " See you tomorrow?"

"Of course, my handsome prince. Oh! By the way, just because I forgave you doesn't mean you're totally in the clear. You are on probation, buddy."

"Of course. Good night, Penelope."

"Night." She watched him walk away with his hands in his pocket. There's the Derek I once knew and loved…

2:30am

"Hello?" Rossi answered his cell phone in a groggy tone. He heard Allison's panicked voice say, "Dave, I know that you guys just got back and-and-"

"Did something happen?"

"Aaron had another nightmare- he woke up in tears, incredibly upset and was screaming out for you guys. He spiked a low fever, but in the panic, he went into a coughing fit which resulted in the doctors doing an intubation on him- basically putting a tube down his throat to help him breathe. He's still upset and he needs to see all of you."

"They called you?"

"Miss Brooks called me after they called her. I'm sitting in the cafeteria watching Jack and my son. I know you were just here, but-"

"Of course, of course. I'll be there in fifteen minutes. Have you spoken with the-"

"I've called Derek, Emily, and JJ. I just need to call Spencer and Penelope."

"Ok- do that."

"Alright, see you soon."

Within fifteen minutes, JJ entered Hotch's hospital room and found him lying restless on the bed. She quickly went to his side and grabbed his hand. " Hotch, I'm here. I'm here."

He blinked and continued to fidget, causing JJ to say, " You feel this?" She squeezed his hand tightly, " This is me. I'm here- I'm not hurt. None of us are, Hotch." She stared into his eyes as she heard the rest of the team quietly enter the room.

"Hotch, see we are all ok! None of us are hurt- the nightmare isn't real, Aaron. With what's being going on between the team, the team is all so scared for you. The way that this was dealt with made some people angry with each other. "

Morgan, who was standing behind Rossi, thought, You don't need to cover it up, JJ. It's the way I dealt with it.

Hotch gave her a nod and relaxed his body. Prentiss added, "Hotch, we'll be ok. We just have a few things to work out. Don't worry about us- I promise you that we'll be ok."

Rossi stepped away from Morgan and asked, "Do you want us to stay the night?"

No, I think I need to deal with this on my own. I need to deal with this for Jack. Hotch nodded no which was followed by three, "Are you sure?"

Yes- I need to fight this on my own. I need to fight for Jack. He lifted his arm and gave them a weak thumbs up.

"Ok- if you need us, just call," JJ said. She turned and left with the rest of the team. Hotch thought; I need to figure this out right now. I think I have to break the profiler's rule...

He closed his eyes and replayed the behavior's of the team through his head.He thought back to the day when he attempted suicide: right before Garcia had fallen asleep, he remembered hearing arguing coming from the living room. At the time he was so upset that he had ignored it, but now…..

Think…..arguing….Jessica and Jack! Maybe people are blaming each other for how this turned out…..

Hotch thought back to when the team was all standing in the room: Morgan was behind Rossi-I don't even want to think about Morgan right now….move on.

Reid appeared to be comfortable standing next to JJ, but had avoided Rossi and Prentiss on all other occasions. He's a good kid, but both have a much stronger personality than he does. Prentiss is strong minded and more likely to hold grudges…Reid is going to deal with this in the way that he does, which may not go so well with Prentiss' way of handling things…..

Garcia had appeared more relaxed standing to Morgan than she had since the case in San Francisco- Morgan's stubborn personality against Penelope's gentle personality…..Now that I think about it, I haven't actually seen those to act like themselves since San Francisco. Penelope- I shouldn't have done this with Penelope being in the apartment. She's…this is going to haunt her for awhile…I shouldn't have taken advantage of that…..

JJ and Rossi seemed to appear on good terms with everyone except….Morgan. Dave will let it go eventually….JJ is more forgiving….

Once I get this thing out of me, I'll talk to them about this. Hotch suddenly felt himself want to smile- the memory of Rossi and him sitting in the office one night about the younger members being like their children came to mind. I thought I taught them better than that….

He started thinking about good times that he had with the team: getting Chinese after a few cases, Garcia's Christmas gift exchange, and even dealing with Reid's "magic" tricks. From outside the room, Allison watched the tense expression disappear from Hotch's face as he drifted to sleep. She smiled and thought, I think that's the calmest I've seen him since I met him nearly three months ago….good.