Cruel - Criminal minds enemies to lovers

Just like you (pt1)

The hotel room was dark.

Darker than the dream, darker than the fog that followed every tired blink Athena took as she rolled, half asleep.

"Morgan?" Her own voice mumbled into the emptiness beside her, flopping back to her side of the bed to turn on the lamp- only to be met with a figure.

"Holy shit!" 

The knife from under her pillow was in her hands before the scream had even escaped her lips, clutching it at the crowd around her bed, launching herself at the nearest one impulsively just as her eyes adjusted to the new light.

"Athena! Holy shit- it's us!" Morgan's voice called from the side of her, pulling her only seconds away from stabbing Reid in the neck after a hefty punch.

"P-please don't slice my throat!"

"What the fuck are you guys doing? I could have killed you all" she panted with a flustered stare around the room at the entire team, fully dressed, staring at her.

"Why do you have a knife in the bed? Do you have that in the bed at home? That's so dangerous!" Morgan exclaimed, "you can't do that!"

"I don't have a knife under my pillow at home, that's stupid" she rolled her eyes, slumping back onto the bed, "I keep a gun under that pillow."

"What?!" 

"You guys still haven't told me why the fuck you were creepily watching me sleep in the dark- wait, why are you all dressed?" 

"We got a call about an urgent case back home, we came to wake you two up to leave for the jet to get back to the office" Hotch explained, a slight stammer to his voice, a confusingly concerned and almost relieved fear.

"And you decided the best way to wake me was all come and stare at me like fucking vultures?" 

"I tried to wake you up but you wouldn't move" Morgan's chest rose and fell, still in his pyjamas, "I freaked out and called Reid, I thought- I don't know..."

"You thought I died?" She exclaimed with a slight laugh, "your first reaction to me being a little difficult to wake up was that I was dead?!"

"I-I said I panicked okay! I wasn't thinking straight and in my defence you really wouldn't wake up- I shook you and everything!"

"That's so funny, I-" Athena's laughter paused when she saw his face, a genuine fear, a type of terror she hadn't seen from him before, one she didn't want to see again.

"Hey, I'm alive, I promise- I'm okay."

Her soft hand placed his on her wrist to feel her pulse, a gentle, comforting smile on her face as she looked only at him, although she knew the rest of the team shared his same expression.

They had been acting different since finding out that Athena was going to die, she expected that but it was... odd.

It made her feel uncomfortable that they were treating her differently, the very fact they weren't jumping for joy at her death confused her in the first place.

Normally if Morgan couldn't wake her he would play some kind of prank or blast music to wake her up laughing at her but he was scared this time, genuinely terrified it seemed. 

The team would normally be mad at her for holding a knife to Reid's neck but they seemed relieved when she did, when she moved, when she took a breath.

"Uh- can I get dressed now?" Athena cleared her throat, not enjoying the gutting feeling that thought brought and realising she was in just a sweatshirt and underwear shorts in front of the entire team.