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Chapter 3

Morgan never felt this awful in his life before, it was pure torture…

It felt like somebody was stabbing him right in his chest each time he sees Reid laying lifelessly on the hospital bed, hooked up with tubes, wires all over his body. Nothing could lessen the pain felt in his heart except for Reid.

Morgan never felt this desperate in his life before. He was so desperate for Reid to wake up, to hear his statistics, to hold his hand, to cry over his shoulders, to say 'I am sorry …' perhaps a million times.

Twenty four hours passed without any changes.

Fourth eight hours of pain …

Seventy two hours of agony …

Finally, after ninety six hours of hell, Dr. Amy walked in.

"Good morning, Agent Morgan."

"Hey," Morgan whispered tiredly, sitting up on the lazy chair.

"You should have gone back home, take some rest." Dr. Amy said as she checked Reid's clipboard.

"I am fine." Morgan yawned before he rubbed his eyes using his knuckles.

"I can see that." Dr. Amy spoke, raising her eye brows. "He needs your support when he wakes up, so, I suggest you to take enough rest and be ready when he wakes up."

"When he wakes up…" Morgan whispered.

"We started to lower the dosage of thiopental we were using…"

"What?" Morgan stated, his eyes were wide awake.

"You were asleep last night, I didn't want to wake you up." Dr. Amy smiled.

"You mean…?" Morgan questioned, however stuck with words.

"According to my estimation …" Dr. Amy checked her watch. "He should be awake in a couple of hours, maybe two to three."

"Thanks … Thanks a lot" Morgan whispered shortly. He turned towards Reid, with his eyes on Reid and his fingers intervened with Reid's, Morgan waited for Reid's eyes to flutter open.

Morgan didn't know how many times he had looked at his watch in the last few hours to check the time. All he knew was that time definitely ran much slower when you are waiting for something and that too much time had passed since Dr. Amy had released the news about Reid.

Cups of coffee from one of the vending machines nearby piled up on the table but there was no movement from Reid. Morgan squeezed his eyes shut in an attempt to forbid the disturbing image of Reid being hit and rolling down from the truck down to the road from his mind.

-CM-CM-CM-

It was thick and it was suffocating but there a faint light piercing the darkness and Reid sluggishly fought his way back to consciousness. Slowly, as rows of memories occupied his genius mind, giving him enough information. Reid felt something down his throat and it felt so dry so much so as if he has swallow some sand.

"Easy," kid." a familiar voice penetrated his confused mind.

"Everything's alright. Can you hear me? You're in the hospital."

Reid gained all the strength he needed, raised up his hand to pull out whatever pressing heavily down his throat. However, somebody held up his hand.

"Spencer? Can you open your eyes for me?" the concerned voice asked again. "You have a tube down the throat to help you to breathe."

Morgan. The word ringed like a bell in Reid's mind.

"Dr. Spencer Reid? Can you hear me? I am Dr. Amy, your attending doctor. Everything is alright, but I need you to breathe out and we get the tube of your throat, do you understand me?"

Ventilator. Another word flashed in his mind.

Reid silently cursed the bone crushing cough escaped through his dried throat the moment the tube was pulled out. Knowing what was happening, Reid almost straight away let the chilly water to gush through his lips and moaned in relieving when it soothed his throat.

"Slow breaths, okay? Come on, Reid, open your eyes for us, I know you can do that." Morgan gave Reid's hand another squeeze.

After taking a deep breath, squeezing back Morgan's hand slightly as a response he finally managed to blink open his eyes but however, squeezed his eyes shut when the light of the room caused a sharp pain. He couldn't hold back the moan of pain from escaping his lips.

"Reid, I am so so sorry."

"Not your fault." Reid managed weakly. " I would ...do it 'gain." Reid said, knowing what Morgan was apologizing for.

"I would kill you myself if you do that again." Morgan smiled despite the tears in his eyes when he saw his best friend's brown eyes filled with pain. "Don't ever do that again."

"I would." Reid answered again, keeping himself composed in spite of all the pain.

"Why would you do that?"

"I can't … let … anything 'happen to my brother…"

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