A/N: I know, I suck. Here's a little something to keep this moving.
"Hey," Reid whispered, his voice thick with sleep.
Derek sat up from the chair beside the younger man's hospital bed. "Hey, kid."
"What are you doing here? Aren't visiting hours over?"
Derek nodded, smiling slightly. "It's amazing what a badge can get you."
Reid shifted, using his good arm to pull himself into a sitting position. "Do you know when I can go home? Garcia said it would be today."
"Soon, kid. Probably in a few hours." Morgan sighed, standing for his seat, and began pacing in front of Reid's hospital bed.
Truth be told, he didn't know what he was going to say next. He wanted so desperately to tell Reid that he knew, that it would be okay.
But he didn't know it would be.
The team had dispersed for the evening, only once Savannah had promised them that she would keep a close eye on the young agent during her shift. Derek had used that to his advantage, convincing her that he could stay with him so she could focus on her work.
He noticed Reid's eyes following his back and forth actions, mouth trying to figure out what to say.
"Morgan."
"Hmm." Derek stopped pacing, looking like a deer in headlights at Reid.
"Are you alright?"
"I should be asking you that."
Reid furrowed his brows, concern even more evident on his face. "I'm serious, Derek. What's wrong?"
He tried to speak. To come up with some excuse about being tired or angry or sad or…
But at that came out was, "I…"
And suddenly, the older agent saw the concern in his friend's face switch to anger and then to shame.
"You…" he whispered, fiddling with the loose string on his blanket. "You know."
Morgan could swear he felt his heart break into a million pieces. "Reid…"
And just as quickly as the anger in Reid's eyes left, it was back. "Did Rossi tell you?"
"Reid…" Morgan started again.
Damn you. Say something.
"He had no right," Reid growled.
"Kid, please. Talk to me. Nobody thinks any less of you. Please, Reid, look at me."
Reid didn't move. Instead, he shot back, "Who told you?"
"Rossi didn't… he just… Garcia checked your medical files," he finished, eyes cast downward.
Reid nodded, mouth agape, still seething. "She did what?" he growled.
"Reid, listen to me. Your case, it was transferred to SVU. We were all worried. You know Garcia, she just couldn't take it anymore-"
Morgan was cut off by Reid yelling, "Get out!"
"Spencer, please…"
"Get. The Fuck. Out."