Copycat//Criminal Minds FanFic

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Reid and the rest of the team, minus Morgan, ran through the woods back to the cars. Hotch was calling an ambulance and police back up to the airport. Reid was still yelling into the phone, praying that Morgan would pick up.

Hotch jumped into the front seat and put it in drive as Reid dived into the backseat. Hotch floored it, and Reid held on for dear life. He kept the phone glued to his ear, trying to hear something, anything. After a few more painful minutes, he heard something on the other end. Breathing?

"Morgan?" Reid asked hopefully.

The call disconnected as an answer.

Reid stared at the phone and tried to decide exactly what had happened.

"We're here." Hotch was out of the car with his gun drawn before he finished his sentence.

Reid followed closely behind, his gun also out and ready.

They were directly on the airfield. Just around the corner is the jet, Reid thought as he hurried after Hotch. He could hear JJ, Prentiss, and Rossi pull up. Cops could be heard off in the distance, their sirens blaring. Neither Reid nor Hotch slowed or looked back at the others.

They rounded the hangar. Morgan's car was visible. Reid wanted to run over, but Hotch motioned to stay back a bit. They had no idea where the unsub was. It wouldn't help Morgan if they got shot.

As soon as Hotch nodded, Reid was dashing across the pavement. He could make out a form slumped over the steering wheel. He could tell it was Morgan, even through the tinted windows. Reid ran over to the passenger side door and flung it open. There was blood on the seat, flowing down Morgan's arm.

Reid called for Hotch as he reached out a hand. He tried to find Morgan's pulse. There. Reid released a breath he hadn't realised he was holding. Retracting his fingers, Reid looked over at Hotch and nodded. JJ, Prentiss, and Rossi were rounding the corner. Hotch waved at them, and JJ immediately turned around, probably to tell the police it was okay. She turned, and paramedics were visible behind her.

"Reid." Hotch was next to the car now. "Reid, we need to move."

"What are you talking about?" Reid asked, confused. "We need to stay with him. We-"

"Reid, we need to get out of here."

Reid finally looked at Hotch. Then at where he was looking. There was something blinking in the backseat. "Hotch," Reid squeaked. "Is that what I think it is?"

"We need to move."

Hotch turned and yelled at everyone to stay back. Reid unbuckled Morgan and ran to the other side of the car. Hotch was close behind.

"Make sure it's safe enough to move him," Hotch cautioned.

"How much time do we have?"

"Forty seconds."

"Let's go." Hotch and Reid carefully lifted Morgan from the car. Morgan groaned slightly, which Reid took as a good sign.

"Thirty seconds," Hotch commented.

Together, Reid and Hotch dragged Morgan over to the hangar. JJ, Prentiss, and Rossi were waiting.

"Faster!" Hotch said.

They all had barely made it around the hangar when the bomb exploded. The shockwaves sent debris sailing all around them. A rock hit Reid in the leg. The sound was deafening. For a few seconds, Reid couldn't hear anything but ringing.

Disoriented, Reid looked around. Morgan was laying next to him. JJ and Prentiss were on the other side of Morgan. Rossi and Hotch were against the hangar. Reid shook his head and was able to focus on the paramedics that were rushing over.

"Here," Reid coughed. "Morgan needs you the most." He struggled to his elbows.

The medics knelt at Morgan's side. Reid watched as they moved him to a stretcher. Police had made their way over and were checking on JJ and Prentiss. Reid dragged himself over so he could lean against the hangar. Hotch and Rossi were just waking up. One of the paramedics came to check on them.

"We're fine," Hotch said. "How's he?"

"We won't know for sure until we get him to the hospital," the medic vaguely answered.

"I'm going," Reid said without hesitation.

The medic looked at him sceptically.

"We all are going to go to the hospital, so you might as well take one of us now," Hotch said.

"Okay," the paramedic relented. "But hurry."

Reid slowly stood, his head still buzzing a little. The rock had hit Reid in almost the exactly same place as where he had gotten shot. He limped as he followed the paramedics to the ambulance. He sat in silence all the way to the hospital. He listened to the heart monitor and Morgan's breathing, praying that nothing was seriously wrong.

At the hospital, Reid followed Morgan as far as the emergency room. He sank into a chair and put his head in his hands. It's not your fault... It's not your fault...

Like Hotch had said, the rest of the team came into the hospital soon after. None of them were seriously injured, just a few cuts and bruises. All of them were examined by a doctor that was kind enough to come to them. All were given clean bills, except for Reid who was told to give his leg a little bit of a break.

"At least you don't have to use crutches," JJ tried to joke.

Reid thinly smiled, massaging his bruised knee.

It didn't work! They got away!

It worked perfectly. You're getting closer to the ultimate act. Only a few more days, and you will be ready.

Ready for what?!?

I will tell you soon... very soon...

The doctor came out of the ER to talk to the team after an hour.

Everyone stood, including Reid with help from JJ.

"How is he?" Hotch asked, stepping forward.

The doctor hesitated. "It's hard to say. There was a lot of internal bleeding and the bullet cut through some of his organs. We sewed him up as best we could and got the bleeding stopped, but it's still touch and go at this point."

The team was silent as they listened to the doctor's words. They nodded solemnly.

"He's been taken to intensive care. You're welcome to sit with him." The doctor clapped Hotch on the shoulder before he left them.

Slowly, the team filed down the hall to Morgan's room. They stood around the bed. Morgan was hooked up to monitors that were the only indication of life. No one said anything. They only listened to the heart monitor, holding their breath for the next beep.

Prentiss finally broke the silence. "So, who's going to call Garcia?"

Hope you aren't too mad at me.

The rest of the chapters should be coming up pretty fast. I hope that the twists I'm going to throw in keep you all interested.

As of right now, there is going to be a death at the end of this story.... it might change! No promises!