The Flight

Time to Walk

Morgan sits up, the ground spinning. He has to think for a few seconds on what just happened, and then it comes to him.

After a few minutes of letting his eyes adjust and letting the dizziness settle down, Morgan is able to move to his feet.

When he stands, he gets light headed and falls, but before he hits the ground, someone's hands go around his chest.

"Hey there, careful now," says a familiar voice. Morgan turns to face the voice to find Rossi, who didn't seem badly hurt.

"Thanks Rossi," Morgan says.

"How you feeling? What hurts?" Rossi asks, checking Morgan out.

"Yeah I'm fine, just a little shaken up, what about you? You look fine!"

Rossi smirks and let's out a small chuckle in this hard time, "you don't think a plane crash can take me out do you? No way."

Morgan returns the friendly smirk, "how long you been walking around here?"

"Only a little bit, not sure how long. I woke up on the ground with a bad headache, so I sat for a little bit but decided that that was useless if one of you guys were seriously hurt so I blocked out the pain and went walking trying to find you guys. And that's when I stubbled on to you right as you were going down," Rossi says, as he walks around looking to see if he could see anyone else.

"I'm assuming you had no luck finding anyone," Morgan guesses.

"You assumed correctly. You think you can walk?" Rossi asks.

Morgan moves towards Rossi, "yeah. Let's find them. It's gonna be dark soon."

They walk across the rough ground side by side, looking for their friends.

They walk over shards of metal and spot the plane in the distance.

"Wow," Morgan says as they get closer to the wreckage.

"Oh my. This can't be good," Rossi says as they reach the plane from the back.

They walk around the main seating portion of the plane but don't find anything.

"This doesn't look good Rossi," Morgan says as he walks over the torn up seats from the plane.

"Rossi, over here," Morgan says as he picks up the laptop from earlier and opens up, hoping somehow that it had survived.

The computer flashes static on the screen and then goes dead.

"Well if it had happened to turn on, that just sent a message to Garcia," Rossi says as he turns back around to the wreckage.

"Where is everyone else? You think they'd all meet back at the plane," Morgan says as he throws the laptop back onto the ground.

"You do know we fell from the sky, right? Let's just wait here and see what we can find and maybe they will head here," Rossi states as he moves around the rubble.

Morgan just nods his head and remembers the phone in his pocket.

He opens up the phone, with hope because it's still alive, and dials Garcia's number.

He presses call but the phone deeps saying no signal.

"Dammit no signal," he spits and shoves the phone back into his pocket.

While he was cursing, Rossi had found his way to the cockpit.

"Morgan!" Rossi yells to his partner.

Morgan makes his way over to where Rossi is and notices the two dead pilots in their seats.

"Well, something's telling me the crash didn't cause this," Rossi says as he moves closer to the bodies.

"Look at this," he says to Morgan, gesturing at the piece of metal jamming the plane's steering wheel.

"How the hell did that happen? We were in the air for three hours before anything happened."

Rossi shakes his head, "well we have a suspect and a victim right here," he says he he looks back to the pilot and copilot.

"And look at the dashboard; it's ruined. Someone had a plan to bring this plane down. We just have to figure out who it was and why they would want to do this," Morgan says as he exits the cockpit with Rossi following.

"Do you think this could have been terrorism? Morgan asks as he walks around the tip of the plane.

"Not sure," Rossi says, "Morgan come here for a second."

"What?" he says as he stands besides Rossi.

"Just take a look, you don't get to see it from the view point very often," Rossi says as he watches the sun set below the trees.

Morgan let's out a small laugh, just because it was such a topic change, and nods, "yeah I guess you're right."

They stay quiet for a few minutes when off in the distance, Morgan hear a voice.

"Rossi did you hear that?"

"What?"

"Shhh listen."

They both turn and listen to their surroundings.

"Hello?!" Morgan yells as he runs to the direction of the voice.

Morgan gets over a small hill and sees two silhouettes of people walking towards them, struggling to get over the terrain.

"Hotch!"