Criminal Minds [Multiship] * H I A T U S *

《36 - Sleeping》

*Graphic content ahead: Mention of drug abuse*

It wasn't long until Chris was able to breathe on his own without the machine, and given some cruthes for when he needed to use the bathroom.

But right now, he had other plans.

He had to check on he friends, on Ricky. This past week all he could know was that Maria and Andy were awake, and Kuza was put off his respirator, but still won't wake up.

Sadly, there were some casualties from that night from their side, including two agents.

Agent Ortiz was crushed by debris after the explosion. Another two agents, Agent Derek Jones and Agent Alexander Fox, suffered multiple gun shot wounds after an attack from some surviving vampires outside the warehouse. Two Creeps, Charlee and Richie, got killed from a grenade during the outside shooting.

One of Demon's men were also killed, had his throat slit by one of the vampires as a sneek attack from one of the ambush teams. Chris was told that he was one of Demon's most loyal friends.

Chris waited for his nurse to leave and once she did, he carefully swung his good leg down, followed by his casted leg, then reaching over for his crutches.

He got positioned before stumbling out to the hall, thankfully no nurses paying much attention. Not a lot around anyway.

He went down the hall when he stopped near a room ws he entered the ICU area.

He peered in and frowned at the familiar small figure sitting by the edge of the bed.

He turned and slowly pushed the door a little, enough for him to wobble in, and stand there looking at Matt as he sat by a very still and coma-induced Kuza.

Machines surrounded him beeping and hissing, as well as an IV bag and oxygen tank and respirator. He was also covered in tubes and bandages, his arm and shoulder in a cast and sling.

Matt held on to his hand, not paying attention to the visitor in his partner's room.

Chris decides to break the silence.

"Devin tells me you're not eating," Chris said, making Matt turn around, eyes tired and red from crying.

He gulped and wiped his tears away with his hoodie sleeve.

"C-Chris," He mumbled.

"Or sleeping by the looks of it," he said.

Matt looked down shyly. "I don't want to leave him... I want to wait until he wakes up..."

"But its best you also worry about your health so he doesn't wake up only to worry about you," Chris said, limping over as he sat next to Matt on the bed.

Matt sniffled as he gripped Kuza's hand.

Chris reached over and rubbed his back.

"Did you ever hear about how I found my mom? When she died?" Matt asked.

Chris frowned. "Only that she died of a heroin overdose."

He chuckled half-heartedly. "Heroin.... She would always tell me it was medicine. But adults tell a six year old anything to make sure they can sleep easy at night."

"Matt," Chris sighed as Matt continued.

"I would always get up pretty early, before anyone," He sighed. "One morning, I got up, and went to look for something to eat...."

*flashback*

Six year old Matt woke up early as usual, going into the kitchen to eat.