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Morgan's POV
Holding Reid's trembling body in my arms showed me how emotionally and physically drained I am. Like, I would peg myself as a pretty active, fit person for my age, but my body feels like Jell=O right now. I slowly bring a very emotional Reid onto the ground, his grip on my upper arms not loosening one bit. I managed to slip my hand to his back, rubbing decently sized circles to try to ease his mind a bit. The entire team already knew what was going on, but the last thing I wanted was for Kailyn to wake up and see what all of this is doing to him. She would be even more devastated than she is right now. I know exactly how she feels, too. I lost my dad suddenly at a young age, and I didn't get to say goodbye either. I guess everyone has their own version of this story. But Reid was right- that feeling can eat you alive if you let-
"GUYS HELP" Hotch cries out. Weall turn our attention towards him, and watch as he frantically begins to give Kailyn CPR
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Kailyn's POV
A bright white light clouded my vision for a second, and the next second I was waking up to the alarm in my apartment. I smack the clock, and realize I'm late for work. I start rushing around, and as soon as I'm finally ready, I hear my doorbell ring. "Coming!" I shout as I grab my things and set them down on the counter. I run and open the door, and Blake shoves herself past me and quickly slams the door.
"Aly? What- what're you doing, we have to get to work!" I go to open the door, but the handle doesn't move. I continue to jiggle and pull on it, but the door doesn't budge. "What the fuck did you do to the door? I gotta go call maintenance now, and we're gonna-"
"Kailyn! Come sit, we need to talk," Alex says, slightly irritated. I guess I hadn't heard her calling my name through my angry rambling.
"We really don't have time for this right now, we're going to be late for work!"
"We're not going to work today. Kailyn, I need you to close your eyes, and try to remember anything about a plane crash."
I followed instruction, and as soon as she said 'plane crash' it hit me like a truck. I remembered my anxiety building more and more as the turbulence got worse, thrashing the plane around through the charcoal-gray (i know, i know. i had to) sky. I remembered being thrown from the plane, but I think I was still in my chair, since my entire body wasn't flailing everywhere. I barely remembered the impact. But what I remembered most prominently was the heartache that came with the news of...
"BLAKE YOU... YOU'RE DEAD! HOW-oh my god... does that mean-"
"Not yet, kid. You still have time, you have a chance to go back to them. They already lost me, don't cause them any more pain than they need to endure in one night," Alex said, rubbing my shoulder soothingly, noticing my not-very-well-hidden tears welling up in my eyes. I quickly pull her into a tight hug, finally letting my strong facade down. I hated showing my emotions to people, but I think I can make an exception for Aly.
"But... I wanna stay here with you, Aly. I don't know what my life is like without you, and I don't think I want to, quite honestly," I say through tears. I know I should go back to the team, to Spencer, but I just... I wanted to stay wrapped in Blake's arms forever.
"KayJo, you're running out of time," It hurt to hear her call me KayJo. It was our little thing, and I knew then that it would be the last time I'd ever hear someone call me that. "Please, go back to them... do it for me." I didn't budge. I couldn't leave her. I just couldn't. "FOR CHRIST'S SAKE, KAILYN- GO!" Alex says, as she shoves my shoulders down into my bed. It's almost as if I'm falling through the air in slow motion. Like the plane was crashing again, except I wasn't in a plane. And then all of a sudden, I'm back in the woods screaming in pain.
A/N- okay, I know Blake didn't go by Aly on the show, but I thought it'd be a nice way to show truly how close they are since Alex seems to be her only nickname. And KayJo (KAYJOnes) I also thought was really cute. Anyways, yeah, enjoy :)
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Crash Course
FanfictionWhen all is said and done, everyone's just fighting to survive one more day. Will the team make it? Or will everyone die trying?