I just can't help myself! Especially after seeing the episode of Reid getting poisoned, the beauty of fanfic!

"I'm riding with you to the ambulance," Morgan told Reid.

"Morgan, I'm about to get naked so they can scrub me down, is that something you really want to see?"

Morgan stared at him.

"I'll wait outside, but I'm still going with you."

Reid shook his head.

"You shouldn't."

"We're a team," Morgan snapped. "We stick together as a team. I'm going with you."

With that he left.

"That is one loyal partner you have," the doctor commented and Reid sighed.

"You have no idea."

Morgan paced back and forth, the idea of Reid of being infected like this was killing him. He should have been infected too. In fact he should have gone in that room first. The look of horror Reid must have had on his face when he realized the poison was in the air, that he was infected with it.

How quickly Reid had shut the door, how panicked Morgan was when he did so. Finally the doctor and the paramedics was pulling a stretcher with Reid on it. Morgan stood beside as they loaded him into the ambulance.

"Morgan?" Reid asked, his voice scared as Morgan and the doctor stepped inside.

"I'm here kid, I told you I wasn't leaving."

Reid nodded, suddenly glad for Morgan to be there. For him not to be alone.

"Can...can you make sure Garcia gives my mom the voicemail I recorded for her? If...if something happens to me..." Linda and Morgan glanced at each other.

"Nothing's going to happen to you kid," Morgan said, he squeezed the wrist.

"We...we still didn't find the cure," Reid whispered, the ambulance had already taken off.

"But we well, trust me. The entire team is working on it."

"Just...just in case though..."

"I promise, but you really didn't need to make that voicemail."

"I wanted to make sure she could hear my voice, one last time," whispered Reid, he started to cough.

"All right, remember to breathe Spencer," Linda said softly, as she checked for his blood preasure. "Remember to breathe."

"Free..." Reid started to say. They looked at each other.

"What are you trying to say, kid?" Morgan asked.

"Mats...cold fair..." Morgan stared at Linda.

"Is this a comman symptom?"

She nodded. It didn't take a profiler to see the fear in her eyes.

"Wind...dusk," Reid continued, panick in his own voice as he grabbed hold of Morgan's arm. "red..."

"It's okay Spencer," Linda said. "It's okay." She stuck a needle into his arm, causing Reid's body to go limp. "Go faster, please!" She called to the driver.

"Is his condition worse?" Morgan asked, fear rising in him. He could sense something was wrong.

"It's one of the signs before..."She swallowed.

"Before what?"

She stared at him.

"Before they die."

Morgan closed his eyes.

Damn it.

"Come on, man, hurry up!" He shouted to the driver.

He paced back and forth in the hospital, waiting for the results. The doctor came back.

"How is he?"

"He's in a induced temporary coma," she said softly. "His life signs have severly weakened...he's young and he's a fighter so he has that going for him, but without the cure...I'm not sure how much longer he has to survive."

Morgan closed his eyes.

It should be me in there instead of the kid. He's too young...too young!

The phone rang.

"Please, tell me you have good news Hotch."

"We caught him, we're now holding him for questioning. On finding out where the cure is at."That wasn't exactly the news Morgan was hoping for, but he'd take it.

Hotch could sense Morgan's discomfort over the phone.

"How's Reid?"

"In an induced coma. Without...the cure the doctor isn't sure how much longer Reid has. He's fading Hotch, he's fading bad."

Hotch closed his eyes.

"Keep me posted." His voice was soft. He wanted to be there, to see how Reid was. But he had a job to do. His job was to find the cure.

"How's Reid?" Garcia asked as she came into the office. Emily. Rossi and JJ were there. He shook his head.

"We need to find the cure, now. I'm not sure how much longer Reid has."

Garcia put her hand on her mouth.

"Okay, I can't do this." She shook her head. Rossi turned to her.

"Garcia, it's going to be okay," he said, his voice soft.

"No," she shook her head and swallowed. "No it's not...Before Reid left for the hospital he called me, asked me to record a voicemail to his mom. It made me cry...what he said..." Tears fell from JJ's face. Hotch closed his eyes. Garcia bit her lip. "I can't...I can't have Mrs. Reid listen to that...he has to be saved, do you hear me? We can't lose him."

"We're doing everything we can-"Hotch started to say but she interrupted him.

"He HAS to be saved." She turned around.

"Garcia, where you going?" Emily asked.

"To go see my baby," Garcia managed to say, her voice trembling.

"Garcia!-" Emily started to follow but Rossi touched her arm.

"Let her go," he said softly. "She's doing what she needs to do to cope with this. We need to start questioning the prisoner." She swallowed as she watched Garcia and nodded.

Garcia couldn't stop crying as she relistend to the voicmail Reid recorded for his mother, she quickly saved it onto her own voicemail.

"I spent every day being proud to be your son."

"Mrs. Reid can't hear that message," she whispered as she left the building. "She just can't."

Morgan glanced up, he was sitting in a chair next to Reid.

"Garcia, what are you doing here baby girl?"

"I...I'm here to see Reid...they're questioning the prisoner now so I'm not much used to him there..."She stared at Reid's weak looking body, connected to wires, his body slowly breathing in and out. "How...how is he?"

Morgan sighed.

"The same. Not better, not worse."

She nodded timidly and slowly sat down. She started crying.

"Whoa, calm down baby girl, calm down," he held her and rocked her back and forth. "Come on sweetie, what is it?"

Garcia's body shook.

"I spent the whole ride listening to Reid's voicemail that he left his mother. I just listened to it over and over again I spent every moment being proud of being your son...that's what he said...It was just so heartwarming and...you could tell he was trying not to cry when he recorded it...I just...can't stop listening to it. I can't lose him Morgan."

"Neither can I," Morgan whispered, tears in his own eyes. "And I'll be damned if I do." They held and hugged each other, both praying that the unthinkable wouldn't happen.

Both praying that they wouldn't lose Dr. Spencer Reid.

Behind them the screen began to flatline...

Should I still continue? :)