Morgan hated carrying Reid.
No, that was mean... besides, it wasn't even the right message.
He really hated carrying Reid. There, that said it all.
Reid moved in his sleep, and right now he was jerking around and twisting himself so he was hard to hold on to. It was like trying to hold a squirming toddler when what they really wanted was to get down and run away from you.
"Reid... knock it off!" Morgan snarled. He knew Reid couldn't hear him, but it helped somehow to say it aloud.
"Ugghh!" came a groogy sound from near where Reid's head was.
"Stop it!" Morgan hissed as Reid jerked again.
"HEY!" something squealed. Reid started kicking his legs.
"Oh crap." Morgan groaned. Reid was awake, and he wanted down. "Hey guys!" Morgan called out to his teammates, who were a few steps ahead now.
Everyone turned to see a thrashing Reid and Morgan fighting to keep from dropping him.
"That, is not good." Rossi remarked unhelpfully.
"Thank you Einstein, now help me!" Morgan snarled. Reid had found Morgan's side with his legs and was now kicking violently.
JJ stayed a few feet back, eyeing Reid rather fearfully.
Reid finally got in a lucky kick to Morgan's funny bone. Morgans whole upperarm went numb and Morgan lost his grip from the shock of the sudden pain in his arm. He dropped Reid to the floor where he cracked his head rather painfully. Reid didn't seem to have noticed however, instead he began throwing his legs around. But since they were bound by a belt he just thrashed them around uselessly.
"Lemme go!" he screamed.
"What do we do?" Prentiss asked, "It's not like we can pick him up or anything."
"Maybe we should let him go." Hotch suggested halfheartedly.
The rest of the group turned to look at him.
"JJ snapped out of it when we grabbed her."
"I woke up on my own though." JJ pointed out, "And that was hard. I dont think Reid can do it in the state I've seen him in."
"Come on," Morgan sighed, "The whole insanity thing must just be part of what the Witch forced her under. He's probably fine."
"Guys, he's not breathing!" Garcia cried pointing to Reid's face. It was true, his skin was slowly turning blue.
Without a sound Rossi swooped down on him, fighting to open his mouth. When he did he turned Reid on his side and started punching his back.
The rest of the team cringed in disgust as dirt clods began to fall out of his mouth. Reid coughed painfully once, twice, then colapsed onto the concrete floor shaking.
"Why is his black?" JJ asked. She'd slowly crept closer and closer to the group, now she was hiding behind Morgan.
"What?" someone asked.
"Why's his dirt black and mine was brown? If we were taken at the same time-"
"Guys, I smell smoke!" Morgan exclaimed suddenely.
Everyone looked around quickly, expecting smoke to come plowing down one of the many hallway's that surrounded them. But there was nothing.
"We should find the exit, quickly. If there's a fire we'll die of carbon monoxide poisoning soon." Hotch said worriedly.
How would they move Reid?
Orbus ran down a halllway, then another, and another. Finally he stopped to catch his breath. For some reason his back hurt in different places. Like he'd been beaten or something. What had happened to this Reid kid?
After much debate the team had finally decided to drag Reid by his feet until he woke up. And to keep him from kicking the dragger, Morgan had parted with his belt to make a sort of leash that the wrapped around Hotch's. Garcia and Prentiss walked behind Reid. Partly to make sure that he didn't hit anything or veer to far to one side, and partly to tell everyone if he started coughing or choking again. JJ stayed at the front, leading the way for a little while. She felt safer with Morgan and Hotch inbetween her and Reid.
They walked for a little ways more, turning this way and that, when JJ stopped.
"I've been here before."
"We all have. Remember when we got a SWAT team to tear through here?" Morgan asked, happy to stop dragging Reid for a few minutes.
"No I mean this part of this hall. The one with them in it." JJ said. She leaped over to one of the mirrors and started pressing on them, trying to get one to move.
Orbus was about to give up. Patience, tenacity, and his shoes, were all were wearing thin. The only thing that kept his legs moving was the little shard clutched carefully in his fist.
Orbus turned down another hall, just like the one he'd left. Orbus groaned, this was pointless!
"-he one with them in it." Someone said down the next hallway. Orbus stopped and pressed himself against the glass, carefully looking around the corner.
No way! How did they get this far? He was sure the insane part of Lyssa had eaten them! new waves of guilt flowed over him as he watched JJ press different mirrors, looking for what he was probably.
But he'd get to it first. He had to.
He stayed until JJ had pressed all the mirrors, then he ran down the hallway, dragging his hand against the mirrors he ran past.
JJ turned to the group, frustration obvious in her eyes.
"I know I've been here. I'm not crazy!" she exclaimed.
"We know JJ, dont worry." Prentiss said kindly. JJ shook her head and then headed down another hall.
'This really does look familiar.' She thought.
Awhiles later, JJ found a circular dead end. Some of the mirrors were more clouded over than others. The shadows running along the mirrors were alot more obvious.
"This... this has gotta be it!" JJ exclaimed. She ran for the cloudiest one.
"Not. So. Fast." Orbus said dangerously from behind the group. He leapt past ab unsuspecting Hotch and plowed into JJ.
"Orbus!" Morgan snarled and tackled them both. A fierce fist fight insued on top of the poor blue ballerina.
"Have you found them yet?" Malifeciis asked impatiently.
Like a bloodhound Lyssa sniffed the ground as they walked, well, Malifeciis walked. Lyssa crawled on her hands and knees so she could sniff the ground.
Lyssa barked and pointed her head in their target's direction.
"Good girl." Malifeciis crooned. Lyssa smiled and then got back up on her feet as she ran in her prey's direction.
Morgan finally got a lucky shot in when he socked Orbus' jaw and temporarily stunned him. JJ crawled fearfully out from under him. She ran to Hotch, trembling as he pushed her behind him protectively.
Morgan propped Orbus up on a mirror, "What the hell are you doing?" he screamed.
Orbus smiled, blood dribbling from his lip, "I've come this far, I'm not losing my chance." and with that he leaned back, melting into the mirror. Morgan grabbed the collar of his jacket.
"Oh no you dont." But instead he was pulled into the mirror with him.
"Morgan!" Prentiss cried, grabbing his shirt and pulling him back. But to no avail, she started going the same way he was.
"Help!" she squeaked.
"Bit late for that isn't it?" Malifeciis smiled as she walked in on them.
"Oh come on!" Prentiss cried as Morgan's head disapeared through the mirror.
"Emily let go!" JJ cried as she pulled her off of Morgan's shirt. With nothing pulling on him, Morgan flew through the mirror with Orbus, no one could see where they'd gone.
Orbus tumbled out of the mirror, into the real world.
"Yes!" He cackled, "Lyssa! We made it!" He said to his open... and empty hand!
Morgan tumbled through the mirror hearing cries of anguish and in the next second he was pushed away from the mirror as Orbus began pounding on it, trying to go through it again.
"Why... can't... I... DO IT?" Orbus cried frustratedly as he started hitting the glass harder.
Morgan was in a daze, he saw three of everything and the sounds had a strange fluid quality to them. He shook his head once, twice, a few more times so he could understand why Reid was hitting the mirror.
Wait... that was Orbus!
"Why?" Orbus screamed again.
"Because your human." Morgan coughed.
Orbus turned to look at him, "What?"
"Your in Reid's body stupid! Reid's a ghost."
"But I could do it before!"
Morgan swallowed, he was totally screwballing it, "Well, he was... asleep. Yeah, he was asleep before. Now that he's awake, he has all your ghost abilities." That made sense... right?
Orbus eyed him suspiciously. It did make sense, but how could he of all people figure something like that out?
"Help me." Orbus demanded flatly.
"Hell no." Morgan snarled.
"Then, dear Morgan, your friends are truly lost to the savage maw of the Black Witch."