Going Down

Sadly, I Do Not Own Criminal Minds, and please let it be know; I LOVE SPENCER REID~!

Summary: The team had just finished a pretty bad case and were on the Jet flying their way back home when it happened. The plane crashed. With no means of contacting anyone for help, how will the team fare? Especially since all of them are hurt to some degree.

Character(s): Hotch, Morgan, Rossi, JJ, Emily, Reid, OC! Pilot, and OC! CO-Pilot, Few necessary OC's.

Warning(s): Language [cursing], blood, Injuries. vomit, character death [not anyone you'd think], stubbornness, hallucinations, etc...

Last Time

Rossi was right, he didn't like the answer and neither did the others. The time pasted in awkward, tense silence as Reid continued and finished cleaning and stitching Rossi up before moving on to Hotch's injuries and finally Morgan's.

It wasn't until Reid had finished tending to everyone's wounds did his own suddenly catch up to him and one moment he was standing up about to walk away from Morgan and the next his found the world tilting sideways and his vision going dark with shouts of his name being called out.

Chapter Three: Panicked Team and Desperate Pleas

"Spence!" JJ shouted in alarm as her friend suddenly collapsed to the ground. Despite their injuries most of the team, besides JJ who had to observe Emily's wounds, were up and by Reid's side in a matter of seconds.

"Shit." Morgan muttered as he knelt down by his friend and gently lifted his head into his lap, "He's still bleeding."

"I'll get the first aid kit." Rossi said.

"Morgan is it just his head that's bleeding?" Hotch asked also kneeling down and eyeing the blood on various spots of Reid's clothes.

"I don't know!" Morgan snapped, his head was killing him and all he wanted to do was have Reid wake the hell up and for someone to find them already.

Choosing to ignore Morgan's tone just then, Hotch decided to check Reid over for any other injuries himself. Being careful of his own wounds, Hotch gently grabbed hold of Reid's shirt and pulled it up without forcing Reid's body to move. Hotch's eyes may have zoned in on the dark bruising of his subordinates torso but that did not mean he didn't see the scars, both small and big, scattered about on Reid's skin.

"What the hell?" Rossi muttered as he too saw the scars that he knew for damn sure Reid never told them about.

"How bad is it Hotch?"

Hotch glanced up at Morgan and saw he wasn't looking anywhere other than Reid's face so he didn't know how Reid's torso looked. No one did besides him and Rossi now.

"I don't have medical knowledge but..." Hotch sighed, "If I had to guess, I'd say his ribs are definitely broken." Hotch carefully pressed down on Reid's ribs and was honest to god horrified at how easily they caved under the pressure he quickly snatched his hand back.

"His legs bleeding." Rossi finally said, breaking the uneasy silence that followed Hotch's discovery of Reid's ribs, "And look at his wrist..."

Hotch did just that and was surprised to see how swollen it was, and how it was even a purple-ish blue color.

"How they hell was he moving around so much, fuck he even carried us, when he was this injured?!" Morgan asked, his eyes finally looking away from Reid's face to stare at Hotch and Rossi is a mixture of horrified awe, anger and guilt at not noticing sooner.

"Damnit Reid." Hotch said quietly, he too was angry both at Reid and himself.

"M'fine..."

Morgan startled and looked down at Reid's face and his lips as he spoke once more telling them he was fine, but not once did he open his eyes or try to move around.

"Reid?" Morgan said softly, "Hey Pretty Boy, mind opening your eyes for me?"

"...dun wanna..."

"Reid open your eyes." Hotch said gently tapping the side of Reid's face.

Reid scowled and sluggishly slapped Hotch's hand away but still did not open his eyes.

"Kid if you don't open your eyes then I won't bail you out the next time the girls try to 'convince' you to let them give you a hair cut." Rossi threatened.

Almost immediately Reid's eyelids flew open in a panic only to automatically screw shut once again against the harsh light.

"Slowly kid," Rossi said as Morgan held a hand over Reid's eyes to block some of the light.

"...Stupid light..." Reid muttered as he squinted against the light that Morgan's hand hadn't succeeded in blocking.

"Reid? Hey man you okay?" Morgan could've hit himself for how stupid of a question that was, anyone could see he clearly WASN'T alright.

"M'fine."

"Don't lie to us." Hotch narrowed his eyes, glaring at Reid for even attempting to tell them he's fine.

Reid tilted his head towards Hotch, squinted his eyes, then stuck his tongue out at him.

Rossi snorted and muttered, "Bet you he's got a concussion."

Reid turned to look at Rossi and grinned lopsidedly, "Yep!" Reid giggled slightly and made a disgusted face, "Threw up a lot. Tasted icky."

"When the hell did you throw up?" Morgan asked confused.

"Earlier?" Reid said, "It was gross. Had blood in it too."

"You threw up and it had blood in it?" Hotch repeated alarmed he knew Reid definitely had broken ribs but he didn't stop to think about internal bleeding, "Reid where do you feel pain, anywhere at all."

Reid hummed to himself until Hotch got his attention and repeated the question.

"Ummm...head. Wrist, ribs, back, leg, everywhere?" Basically everywhere they noticed injuries were earlier.

"Everywhere?" Morgan froze, "Reid don't move ok? I'm gonna pull your shirt up okay?"

"Mm-kay."

Morgan leaned over Reid a bit to grasp his clothes and slowly begin pulling them up, exposing Reid's entire torso just as Hotch had done earlier.

"Holy shit."

Now that they weren't all so focused on waking Reid up they could finally observe just how badly injured he was and this time Morgan saw the scars as well. Rossi's eyes widened as he took in how the dark ugly bruises all over Reid's torso had gotten even darker, adding a purple-ish almost a black hue to them, "Hotch."

Hotch surprisingly was staring at Reid and cursing softly under his breath.

"You guys! How is he?" JJ called out worried as none of them had yet to move away from Reid who was still laying down.

Morgan looked over at JJ and the now awake Emily and was about to answer them but was beaten to the punch by Reid calling over to them,

"I'm fine! Just exhausted!"

Despite the strong hands holding him down and his teammates voices telling him not to move, Reid pushed them all away and struggled for a bit but managed to sit up on his own. Seeing the dark looks they were all giving him, Reid quickly said,

"It's easier to breath sitting up, though turning on my side would've worked too..."

"Just..." Hotch squeezed Reid's shoulder gently, "Take it easy okay?"

Reid nodded and allowed Morgan to help him move to sit where he could lean against something.

It was almost an hour later after Reid threw up again and then began coughing up blood before passing out and his breathing turned ragged that the others began praying, practically begging for help to arrive before they lost one of their own.

I am so so sorry for the long wait!

I've been busy with writing other fics and panicking over graduation only being five months away...

But please Review! Lemme know what you guys thought!

AND I'm sorry about this chapter being so much shorter than the others.