Concerning one anonymous reviewer (U.P.D.A.T.E. ()) whose review I was unable to reply to: Don't worry, I won't. I agree with you- no disrespect but I'm just sick of M/R SLASH. Plus I love writing the brotherly love too much! ;)p

A/N: I'm so . . . I don't even have an adjective for how happy I am at how much people love and want me to continue this story. Truly there is nothing better as a writer to feel such love from you the wonderful and dedicated fans. I cannot thank you enough. Ever.

Though I would like to thank one in particular: Ms. PinkHimeLacus who this chapter is dedicated to. Because of your wonderful words of inspiration and motivation that finally kicked me into gear to crank out this, once abandoned baby one-shot, into the full-fledged captivating story I have come to love it for (in my mind). ;)p Thank You! :D

Well, enough being sappy.

Who else is oober ecstatic that CM FINALLY got a new opening? Sad it took AJ getting the boot for them to change it- I've been wanting them to do it since season 3! I love that Spency is more upfront. I was SO happy when he cut his hair! I loved the "boy-band" look for him- super cute. This new one not so much but it's growing on me. At least it's not that God awful long girly hair anymore. ;)p

Anyway . . . Did yall come here for a story or not? ;)p

"Go home, Morgan." Reid murmured behind closed eyes as he lay on the cool, thin but soft comfort of the hospital bed.

"Not a chance, kid." Morgan chided.

"I'm fine, Morgan. Really." Reid whined, opening his one good eye that wasn't swollen shut.

"Reid, you almost died." Morgan stated depressingly serious.

"But I didn't." Reid rebuked slightly more upbeat.

"But you could've." Another voice said from the door as the doctor walked in the room carry a clipboard in hand, presumably that held Reid's records and charts.

Morgan and Reid had been at the hospital for of about an hour, after the ambulance had arrived at Reid's apartment and taken him to the Emergency Room. Reid had complained the whole way to Morgan and the paramedics that he really was and felt perfectly fine, though they all seemed to think otherwise and just seemed to ignore his protests completely.

Morgan had not left Reid's side for even a second. He had walked with Reid to the ambulance, sat next him during the ride and refused to move- even once it became obvious that he was in the way of the paramedics. He waited next to him in the waiting room, followed Reid and the nurse into the exam room once his name was called (without invitation), and now sat in the chair he currently resided in, in Reid's room next to his bed and had been once again waiting with him while they waited for the doctor to consult them.

And all the while they had argued about Reid's need to be there at all. It wasn't too hard to tell who won. Once Morgan had threatened to call Garcia, Reid had shut up but for his last desperate plea.

"See?" Morgan taunted Reid. Reid fought the strong urge to roll his eyes and settled to looking at the doctor as an invitation to continue with his far more professional conclusion of Reid's health.

"Well, Dr. Reid you're a little worse for wear it seems. You have a very mild concussion, a bruised rib, an, I'm sorry to admit, obvious black eye, a sprained wrist and you went into anaphylactic shock." The doctor finished in a cheery tone smiling down at Reid as if he had just read off a Christmas list.

"So . . . can I go?" Reid asked hopefully as Morgan fought the urge to roll his eyes.

"I'm afraid not. I want to keep you here for observation at least overnight. From your past exposure to anthrax, your lungs have some scaring and are far weaker than a typical person's, for good reason, and this last episode certainly didn't help that at all. It worries me and I want to keep your vitals monitored for the next 24 hours and I may prescribe you an inhaler before you leave. Just encase you ever seem to have any trouble." The doctor quickly added as he seemed to see from his peripheral vision as he again looked down at the charts that Reid had opened his mouth and was about to protest.

"And while you are here, we can prescribe you another pen. Though I know you've been told it before, I must stress how careful you must be about exposure. It only gets worse." The doctor said grimly as Reid nodded his understanding repeatedly, his eyes closed in frustration before the doctor had even finished.

"Thank you, Doctor." Reid said slightly curtly. Catching the hint, the doctor simply dipped his head as a goodbye and left revealing and grumpy looking Morgan still sitting in his chair with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face.

"What?" Reid asked innocently. Morgan scoffed.

"He was trying to help."

"I know but I honestly don't need any." Reid whined. He really didn't need to be here.

"Kid-" Morgan began before Reid cut him off.

"I'm not a 'kid.'"

"Then take better care of yourself and be more careful." Morgan retorted.

"Oh, right! 'Cause it's my fault two criminals broke into by home and tied me up with lethal tape!" Reid argued nearly shouting. Morgan opened his mouth to continue the debate further but stopped at the sound of another voice.

"Which makes me wonder if they knew what they were doing?"

It was Rossi, leaning against the door frame smiling in on the room of arguing brothers. Next to him was Hotch who looked like he was fighting a smile himself at the two's childish arguing. Behind them Reid could catch a glimpse of JJ and Emily just before pushing through them all came the ever brightly outfitted Garcia, looking horrified and carrying half a dozen balloons and a larger than small bear holding a heart and had a band-aid on its forehead.

Once she had untangled herself from the others and was standing in front of the bed and got a clear view of Reid her eyes started to water and her lips started to quiver.

"Oh, Garcia!" Reid gently chided, already starting to open his arms for the hug she began to run over for, practically crashing into Morgan as he stood up in a hurry to make way.

"Don't cry." Reid said soothingly rubbing her back. "I'm fine. See?" Reid said, awkwardly pulling back from the balloon filled hug to reveal himself with a smile.

"You look terrible." Garcia choked out jokingly, to which Reid pouted causing all the others who seemed to have since finally all come in the room to laugh out hysterically. "My baby's got a black eye." Garcia cooed as she gently placed a hand on his check and brushed over it with her thumb.

"It's nothing." Reid murmured, gently pulling down Garcia's hand.

"Yeah! Looks like you got in a few shots yourself." Rossi chuckled looking at Reid's mangled and wrapped wrist, effecting a few more giggles. Reid blushed.

"I was so worried." Garcia continued, seeming to ignore the light hearted jab. "I didn't know what had happened or what was wrong. I was told so little." To which she turned around fiercely to burn daggers into Morgan who seemed to purposefully not be looking at her or perhaps Reid, who too was staring daggers at Morgan himself for having told any of the team anything and wondering how he did it in the first place. Morgan had been with Reid the whole time- that sneaky SOB.

"Give him some breathing space, Garcia." Emily said coming forward to the rescue and put her hands on Penelope's shoulders, as if to literally pull her away. "He's alive. Calm down." It seemed to work as Garcia finally did take the two steps back to the chair Morgan had previously been sitting in only to scoot it forward another two feet, but it left enough room for the other's to gather around.

"You okay, Spence?" JJ asked, standing on the other side of Reid opposite Garcia. Her eyes where watery and tinged red but she seemed altogether.

"I'm fine." Reid said sincerely, trying to sooth her. It seemed to be enough as she returned a small smile.

"Well as long as Reid's going to keep to that story, let's change the subject." Rossi cut in, jokingly.

"Do you know who did this, Reid?" Hotch asked, straight into profile crime solving mode.

Reid gently shook his head. "No. They were wearing masks."

"Oh! That's what you meant." Morgan muttered as Reid smiled over at him and at their now little, and slightly morbid, inside joke.

"They?" Emily asked surprised.

"Yes. There were two of them. One wore a Spiderman mask and the other wore one of Richard Nixon." Reid replied in his fact spouting mode.

"Appropriate." Rossi snorted to which Emily smirked.

"Morgan? Anything?" Hotch asked, inviting any input from the man.

"Nothing. By the time I got there, there where half a dozen cops already there." Morgan said slightly confused. Why had there been so many cops there? And why hadn't any of them found Reid?

"What? Why?" Emily asked confused. Hotch opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Rossi who got there first.

"Apparently Reid's complex was victim to a mass robbery. Hotch and I went to check it out before we came. They think it was gang related." Rossi added as a side note like it was nothing bigger than the weather.

"So Reid just walked in on the robbery?" JJ asked hopeful yet skeptical.

"Seems so." Morgan said.

"But why would they bring duct tape if was just supposed to be a smash and grab?" Emily asked concerned.

"That's what makes me skeptic." Rossi said simply arms folded. Everyone was silent as an invitation for him to elaborate.

"They just happen to rob and FBI agent? Reid just happens to walk in on them, and they just happen to have duct tape that very well could kill him whilst looking like and accident? And the cops that arrive just happen to not find him because they're preoccupied with everything else and no one called to report any robbery from Reid's place?" Rossi sarcastically asked rhetorically and paused to let it sink in for the others and to take a breath.

"Just seems a little coincidental- too much so." Rossi mulled away in thought.

"What are you saying, Rossi?" Hotch asked concerned for his lack of understanding. "Are you saying someone was intentionally trying to kill Reid?"

"I'm saying we can't rule it out as a possibility." Rossi simply stated.

"Seems like an awful big cover up for just one hit. A mass robbery and involving a gang to boot, assuming they weren't the one's after Reid in the first place." Morgan interjected.

"There's been bigger." Emily said gravely, obviously concerned by the facts and the possibility of someone or someone-s after Reid.

"Plus no one else in the building was tied up or harmed in any of the robberies." Rossi added for thought.

It was awkwardly quite as everyone was thinking and staring at Reid as he twiddled with the hospital blanket not liking all the attention, tucking back his hair behind his ear. He knew he got into trouble a lot but this was just ridiculous. Someone out to kill him? His luck couldn't possibly be that bad. He hadn't said a word throughout the whole conversation but couldn't keep quite what was nagging him about the possibility of this being intentional.

"But why?"

"What?" Hotch asked, clearly lost.

"Why would someone want to kill me? What did I do?" Reid asked innocently, concerned he may have done something wrong.

"Nothing, I'm sure." JJ interjected immediately. Reid of course hadn't done anything. He was a great and wonderful person and her best friend. He didn't do anything that he deserved to die for. Out of the question.

"In our job, Reid, everybody makes enemies whether they mean to or not." Rossi shrugged and Reid succumbed to the truth of his words. Hell, there could be hundreds of people who pure out loathed Spencer Reid and he didn't have a clue.

"You're right."

Everyone was again silent as they let it sink in that anyone of them could have numerous bounties on their heads simply for doing their jobs and trying to make the world a safer place. No good deed goes unpunished it seemed.

"Don t worry." Morgan tried to sooth a worried and nervous looking Reid, patting his leg. "We'll find who did this and find out if anyone really is after you or not." Morgan finished, his emphases implying he didn't seem to believe someone was truly after Reid, which cheered him up a bit.

"Thanks." Reid chirped quietly, not looking at anyone.

"I'm going back to the scene and talk to the lead detective on this. Find out what gang they think it is and get some answers." Hotch said once again in boss mode as he put his coat on and readied to leave.

"Once I do, Morgan, you're going to come with me to question them." Hotch finished.

Morgan nodded understanding Hotch didn't mean immediately- he would call. Besides, Morgan wasn't leaving Reid anytime soon.

"Reid. I know Morgan probably was already planning on it, but I don't want you staying at your place until we figure this out. If someone is after you, it's likely they're watching you and know your routine. Be careful." And with that Hotch walked out of the room.

"See ya kid." And Rossi followed.

"Oooh! Sleep over at my boy's house!" Garcia squealed hugging Morgan from the side. "I'm bringing cookies!" she said, cheek pressed against Morgan's leg before she let go.

Reid sighed in defeat at not getting to have any say in the matter to which Emily and JJ chuckled.

"Come on, Reid. It won't be that bad." Emily chuckled as Reid continued to frown.

"Spence?" JJ asked after a moment of silence and the frown didn't leave.

"I just don't understand." Reid said truly confused, things where never hard for him to understand. Even when Hankle was torturing him, he still understood why even if he didn't particularly agree with it and thought he was crazy. And now someone wanted to kill him and now there just didn't seem to be reason.

Yet.

"What kind of FBI agent doesn't have a security system?" Morgan asked incredulously.

"I never wanted to deal with it- plus I don't need one." Reid rebutted.

"Obviously." Garcia snorted as she snacked on another twizzler.

The three were sitting on Morgan's couch enjoying an evening among friends the night of Reid's release from the hospital, snacking away on what Garcia called "naughty treats" while watching old horror films and making fun of them.

"Man, Pretty Boy. You should hear yourself." Morgan chuckled at Reid's obliviousness.

"What? It's not a big deal. I'm fine. Can we just drop it?" Reid whined, finally tired of the teasing.

"Sure thing." Morgan muttered, feeling guilty for make the kid annoyed while Garcia flashed him an apologetic smile.

Reid sighed.

"I don't understand!" Reid finally groaned in frustration from lack over understand and being unable to what he wanted his mind to do and just "drop it." He grabbed his head in his hands, leaning forward over the couch as he closed his eye in severe thought.

Morgan smirked. "I bet being a genius you don't come across thinks you can't wrap your head around often, huh?" Morgan joked with just a hint of sympathy.

Reid snorted.

"Ah, come on, Baby Cakes!" Garcia cooed. "It'll be fine. We'll figure this out, catch the baddies, and then put it behind us." She finished confidently. Reid slowly let his hands fall to his lap before speaking.

"Thanks, Garcia." Reid murmured a tilted his head towards her and gave a small smile before he let it fall back down to stare at the floor. Garcia threw Morgan a worried looked. Reid was taking this very hard, not because he was afraid but was confused. Maybe that's what he's afraid of, she thought. Morgan returned back Garcia's look, understanding she wanted him to "do something!"

"Well, first thing tomorrow we're going to set about doing just that." Morgan told Reid, knowing getting back to work would cheer him up. Granted it was only two days after Reid was attacked but he blatantly refused Hotch's offer of more time off. Reid didn't want it. He wanted to go back to work. He needed to.

" Yep, and Strauss got chewed out by the Director about not taking life threatening plots against agents important enough, so she caved and is holding cases so we can work on this." Garcia added, knowing it would just make them all a bit happier to know they were being proactive about this, not to mention Strauss getting a taste of her own medicine.

"Rossi said that the police thought it was gang related?" Reid questioned Morgan. Morgan, taking the hint that Reid wanted to talk about the case, (Getting a head start, I guess) rolled with it.

"Yeah. Hotch said that the detective think it was the 'Necromunda' gang. They've been causing big trouble on the streets for years. They're pretty hardcore." Morgan said.

Reid didn't like how Morgan stressed "big," especially with what they had seen in their line of work, but he was familiar with the gang and knew how true Morgan's words were. Necromundas had been labeled the gang of the century not 5 years ago by local PD for most difficult to combat. They had basically declared war on the gang. It had only grown in size and violence sense. Sixty-two percent of all crimes in and around the city were related to or directly involved members of Necromunda and their dealings and nearly eighty-six percent of all deaths in the line of duty for local officers were due to the Necromundas.

All were statistic Reid knew very well, and did not wish to tell the others.

"Don't scare him, Morgan." Garcia chided.

"I'm fine- just confused." Reid said staring off, again lost in thought. "Gangs don't typically do mass robberies. I'm mean it's been done but definitely not by the Necromundas. And why would they were masks?"

"Just add that to the list, Reid. There are a lot of questions we don't have the answers to." Morgan sighed somewhat defeated, getting carried away in his own thought. But it didn't stop Garcia from jumping in and adding confidently:

"Yet."

A/N: Well, there you go. I know not much action, well any, this chapter but there will be more to come. Gotta set the stage. You know what I mean? ;)p Maybe it's just me but I kinda feel like I'm just throwing the plot at you guys. Let me know if it's too forward or fast.

"Necromunda" to my knowledge is not a real gang. It is the name of this big a** book full of nothing but gang name and stats. Please don't start anything over this. No offense was meant to anyone about anything and you feel offended, well sorry but I don't really know why you would be. ;)p

PS. - Just cuz CBS seems fit to give JJ the boot doesn't mean I'm going to. EVER. ;)p

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