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Chapter 6: Alive and Reunited.

Reid's chest rose violently as the defibrillator sent a shock to his heart. After the shock had passed his body fell limp again.

The team watched through the window in horror. Seeing their friend's body convulse harshly was painful and they bunched together as they silently prayed for Reid's recovery.

"Clear!" The doctor called and pressed the pads onto Reid's chest again and sent another shock through to his heart.

Blinding clarity broke through the darkness as Reid regained consciousness, but the paralysis remained. The heart monitor began to bleep regularly.

"Thank God." Derek sighed and rested his chin on Penelope's soft hair.

Penelope gasped in relief and cuddled into Derek.

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"How bad is it?" Aaron asked the doctor.

"Well, he still has quite a few broken bones, and the stab wounds nicked a few minor arteries. Not to mention the damage that his liver and kidneys took."

"How bad is it!" Derek blurted, not wanting to hear about the horrors done to his friend by those sick men.

"We won't know the full extent of his condition until he wakes up." The doctor said and the team nodded almost in unison. "That is, if he wakes up."

"If?" Derek raised his brow.

"You have to understand, Agent Morgan. Not many people in his condition have lasted quite this long." The doctor pointed out.

"But..." Derek searched for an objection.

"He's fighting extremely hard." The doctor added before walking away from them to attend his other patients.

"He's fought long enough." Derek sighed and placed his hand on the window, looking in at his sleeping friend.

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Reid was getting sick of the silence. He wanted nothing more than to just get up, see his friends and go home. He then thought of his mother, did she know? Did she know he was kidnapped?

Kidnapped, that word made him shudder, even through the medicine that kept him in a numb state.

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A few days later Reid woke up.

His eyes fluttered open, first focusing on the bright light on the ceiling, then decided that it was too bright and started to look at the cracks on the ceiling instead.

A nurse entered the room and Reid looked at her.

"Oh!" The nurse was surprised. "Good morning, Dr Reid."

"Uh...Good morning." Reid croaked. At first he wasn't even sure his voice was working, he hadn't used it in so long.

"How are you feeling?" The nurse approached his bed.

"Um... homesick." He admitted.

"I understand. I'll go sort that out for you." The nurse smiled and left the room.

Later on, a doctor did a few concussion, memory loss, anxiety tests on Reid. All came back fine. The nurses then contacted the BAU.

"SSA, Aaron Hotchner BAU." Hotch answered the phone in his office grimly.

"Agent Hotchner? This is nurse Lopez at Virginia state hospital calling about a Dr. Reid?"

"Yes! Is there any news?" Hotch stood up eagerly.

"Who's on the phone?" JJ asked as she approached the rest of the team watching Hotch through the window.

"No idea." Prentiss shook her head.

"Y'think its just another case?" Garcia asked.

"No, I would've got the call first." JJ shook her head.

Morgan watched intently, silently hoping, praying. As he did when every phone rang.

"Thank you very much. Yes we'll be there soon." Hotch nodded, masking an excited grin.

He put down the phone and put on his suit jacket as he left his office.

"What's goin on, boss?" Morgan asked hopefully.

"Reid's awake." Hotch announced, causing a chain reaction of smiles and huge sighs of relief from the team.

"Can we go see him?" Morgan asked, almost pleading.

"Yes." Hotch nodded and headed for the door.

Morgan followed immediatley, not going back for a jacket, just wanting to see his friend as soon as he could, wanting to go and apologise.

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The doctors gave Reid a pair of grey sweat pants and a fitted white t-shirt as he didn't have to stay in his bed. He sat on the edge of the bed once the doctors left and paused. He looked down and gingerly pulled up the white t-shirt. Holding his breath, he looked down at his abdomen, eyes widening at what he saw. He yanked the t-shirt back down and fought back the urge to vomit at his own skin. It was torn and bruised, freckled with stitches and staples. He looked like frankenstein.

Reid ran a hand through his scruffy brown hair and down his face, realising he hadn't had a shave in a little while as he felt the long stubble on his chin.

There was a knock on the door and Reid's head jerked up to look. Morgan's face was grinning through the small window in the door and Reid smiled too. The door opened and the team flooded in, Morgan first of course, who wrapped his arms around his friend and squeezed tight.

Reid cringed at the tight embrace.

"M-morgan! Can't b-breathe!" Reid croaked and Morgan immediately released him.

"Oh! Sorry." Morgan grinned bashfully.

"Reid! We were so worried about you!" Garcia sobbed as she hugged him.

"I know, I'm sorry." Reid sighed, standing up weakly to hug is friend.

"You're sorry?" Hotch tilted his head.

"Well yeah, I mean I-"

"Reid!" Morgan cut his friend off and Garcia released him. "Don't you be sorry, don't you dare." Tears brimmed in Morgan's eyes.

"Morgan, I-"

"I'm sorry!" Morgan cut him off again.

"Why are you sorry?" Reid frowned.

"If I hadn't ran my mouth at you, you wouldn't have had to go talk to the witness by yourself, and..."

"Morgan, I was gonna go talk to the witness anyway. We agreed on that, remember? None of this is your fault. I don't blame you." Reid shook his head.

"Yeah but, you were kidnapped minutes after I totally chewed you out. You must've-"

"Enough." Reid cut Morgan off this time, to the surprise of the rest of the team. "None of this is your fault, any of you. Morgan, I never thought for one second that you hated me." He shook his head, knowing what Morgan was going to say. "So just, forget it. I'm back, I'm healthy, I'm alive." He shrugged.

"Yeah, you are." JJ smiled and hugged Reid.

Prentiss hugged him afterwards, then Rossi gave him good old hug and a hair ruffle, before Hotch gave him a respectful hug, not wanting to show his emotions to the team.

"You have a few weeks off to recover and therapy has been set up for you." Hotch told Reid, once they'd got all the emotional stuff out of the way.

"I don't need therapy." Reid shrugged.

"Just in case." Hotch shook his head.

"Sure." Reid nodded. "Thanks."

"Lets get you home, kid." Morgan patted Reid on the back and smiled.