Hey everyone, here is the next chapter for you all. I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I'm so happy you all liked the last chapter and of course I left you all on a cliffhanger, what's my name? The cliffhanger queen! I'm a bit hyper so I may sound a bit weird. I'm so sad because I found out one of my favourite shows isn't being shown in the UK now. Why must I wait to see supernatural season 9? Luckily, they show my criminal minds. I couldn't survive without a weekly dose of Reid. Enjoy and I look forward to hearing from you all.

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Morgan woke up from his drowsy sleep, when he woke up and saw Garcia above him, he smiled. "Hey, baby girl."

"Hey, my chocolate Adonis," she smiled back. "Although you're not my chocolate Adonis anymore, you're his."

She motioned her to the other side of his bed, he turned his head to see Reid asleep in a chair with a blanket covering him. He saw the dark circles under his boyfriend's eyes and the messy look of his hair and clothes. "He hasn't left, has he?"

"No, he's been here the entire time. You've been asleep for about a day. He's afraid to leave because he doesn't want to lose you, you've given us all a fright. Reid couldn't comprehend that he might not see you again, he really does love you."

"I know," Morgan sighed. He wanted nothing more than to reach out and hold Reid's hand but he decided not to, he didn't want to wake him up. His entire chest was full of dull pain, he knew he would feel worse if he wasn't on a morphine drip. "I never meant to worry you all. I thought we had wrapped the case up but there was another unsub. I walked out of the police station and I barely saw him before he shot me."

"He's in custody now," Garcia told him. "God, I don't know what any of us would do if we lost you."

"I'm not going anywhere anytime soon. I have a future to build with Spencer and you all still need me to protect you all. I'm the protector of this team. Spencer came in here and it hurt to hear him cry."

"He's been crying because he loves you and you're the best thing to happen to him in a very long time. You protect him, you don't hurt him and he knows that he can always depend on you. He wouldn't survive if he lost you, not after everything that has happened to him."

They both looked up as Reid changed position in the chair, he stayed asleep and settled down.

"Garcia, I want to give him the best life I can but I'm afraid of letting him down. He'll never forget what Martin did to him and I still see that haunted look in his eyes."

"He'll never fully get over what that bastard did to him but he's learning to focus on the future and not the past. You won't let him down, you've made him promises and I know that you keep all your promises."

A few hours later

Reid woke up to find Morgan awake and looking at him, he pushed away the blanket and rubbed at his sleepy eyes. "Hey, how are you feeling?"

"Like hell but I can't expect a speedy recovery after what happened," Morgan said. "Sorry for sleeping too much."

"You need to rest to recover quickly, don't apologize. I remember that you were sitting by my bed some time ago telling me to get some rest."

"Have you eaten since I came in here?" Morgan questioned.

"Um, no, I haven't felt hungry," Reid admitted.

"Pretty boy, you need to eat or you'll get sick too. You look like hell."

"I don't want to go anywhere, I want to stay with you."

"I'm not going to disappear if you go and get some food, and when I say food, I mean food. Coffee is not a food. I worry about you and that's not doing me any good. Just go and get something to eat, I'll be here when you get back."

"That's easy for you to say," Reid smiled sadly. "When Hotch called me and told me what had happened, I just broke apart. I didn't know if you were still alive on the plane journey here and all that was going through my head was that this was my fault because I was at a therapy meeting instead of out on the case with you all. If I'd been with you, I could have stopped him shooting you. I've spent the last day thinking about everything you've given me. You've made me realize that the scars that Martin gave to me are nothing to be ashamed of, you made me feel normal and worth something again. You're the first man to ever truly show me love. My first time with someone was horrible, Harry cheated on me and was distant before that and Martin abused, raped and almost murdered me. You're so different. You cover me with a blanket when I'm cold, you make me soup when I'm ill and you even watch Star Trek with me. Derek, I love you and I never want to lose you. I'll get something to eat but don't ask me not to worry about you while I'm gone."

Reid left his seat and left the room. Morgan closed his eyes, intending to think but found himself falling asleep, exhaustion taking over him.

Sitting in the cafeteria, he dutifully ate his food knowing that Morgan would moan at him if he didn't eat anything. He pulled out his phone and wondered if anyone had called Fran or Derek's sisters. He dialed her number and waited for an answer.

"Hello, Spencer."

"Hello, Fran. I'm calling about Derek. Something happened and I'm not sure if anyone called you yet."

"What happened?" she asked, concern lacing her voice.

"He's fine and he's alive. He's in the hospital in Florida. He, um, he got shot in the chest twice by a suspect. He's okay though and he's going to make a full recovery."

"Oh my god," Fran gasped down the phone. "What hospital is he in? Who's with him? I'm coming as soon as I can."

Four hours later

Reid looked up as a knock came at the door, he walked over and opened the door. Fran came in with Désirée and Sarah, they all gave him a small hug before walking over to Morgan's bedside where he was still sleeping.

"He'll make a full recovery," he said gently. "I haven't left him once."

"Oh, my precious little boy," Fran fretted before kissing Morgan's forehead. "Don't leave me like your father did."

Morgan let out a small moan before waking up, he blinked a few times before looking up to see his mother and sisters. "Mom?"

"It's me," she smiled. "I came as soon as Spencer called me."

"You didn't need to come all this way, I'm okay."

"You're not okay," his mother snapped before beginning to get upset. "You got shot two times, you're not okay. I lost your father to a shooting and I refuse to lose you that way. You're my son and it's my job to worry about you."

Fran leaned down and wrapped her arms around her son, Morgan brought up an arm and held her close. "I won't leave you like that."

Désirée and Sarah walked over to Spencer, they took his hand and led him out of the room.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Suddenly, he found both hugging him tightly.

"Thank you for looking after him," Désirée said as she continued to hug him.

"Thanks, Spencer," Sarah said before both of them came away. "Thank you for calling us too. I know this isn't easy for you either."

"I thought I was going to lose him," Reid admitted before running a hand through his hair.

"One thing you should now, Spencer, is that this family is strong and we don't disappear easily," Désirée smiled. "We're stronger than we look, all the Morgan family are. That includes you."

"I'm not a Morgan though."

Sarah smiled at him. "Of course you are, you're family now."

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