The time of the zodiac

Chapter 8

Morgan's Pov:
"One of your little friends made a deal with me. Them for you."

I thought for a minute. Which one of my team members would be crazy enough to do that?

Then the answer was right in front of me, literally. Spencer Reid was standing right in front of me.

"You idiot." I yelled at him, or at least tried to. It probably sounded something like "yawawawa," because of the gag in my mouth.

"You know the deal," Reid told him.

"Yes I do, now here take your friend." Morte said and pushed me to the ground. Reid immediately rushed over. "Are you alright?" He asked.

I nodded, but internally I wasn't alright. My pride was shattered. Being tossed around like a ragdoll, or simply being kidnapped does that to a man.

"Just one more thing," I could hear Morte saying. Then I felt the coolness of syringe being pressed into my arm.

The world slowly turning to black around me, yet still showing me images. Images of him injecting Reid, Images of him taking Reid and loading him in his car, Images of him approaching me.

I could still feel somewhat, even though. I could feel being lifted and set down in a creek, I could feel him putting my arms in the position of a dead body in a coffin, I could feel him set the single rose on me.

I could feel the coolness of a syringe, once again. Causing me to not lose one, or two of my senses, but all 5 of them..

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If I had been found hours earlier, instead of days later. I might have woken up weeks earlier, instead of months later.

I was told I appeared to be dead, when they found me. To the point they almost thought I was, that is till I was found to have a weak pulse.

Upon finding the pulse I was immediately rushed to the hospital. Where I was found to have slight head trauma, and my heart was about to give out.

The head trauma was taken care of after they had somehow flushed out all of the chemicals in my blood. Apparently Morte had given me one to many shots.

All of this caused me to go into a coma for three months. During which they hadn't heard from a certain Spencer Reid once.

Because of this the team sat anxiously by my bedside, not just hoping I was ok, but hoping if I knew of anything about Spencer Reid's whereabouts.

Of course I was told this, after I woke up one chilly November afternoon.

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A/N: Please Read Below👇
Sorry It's been so long, I just haven't been that inspired for this book.
I honestly had no plan at all for this book, until recently when at 2am I felt inspired, so I wrote. I should update within the week, if not I am truly sorry.