Hi! I was wondering if you could do something where your dating Morgan and you were on a case and you and jj went to one side of the house and Morgan went to the other side and jj sees the unsub and shoots him at the same time as he shoots you And jj screams for Morgan and the rest of the team cause your blessing pretty badly and you can take it from there! ALSO SO SORRY THAT IT’S SO MUCH DETAIL!!! ❤
You are fine! I can try to hit as much of this as possible. I hope that you enjoy your one-shot, because here it is…comin’ ‘atcha!
As J.J. hurls towards your dropping body, the blood pulsating from your neck, she drops to her knees as Morgan scrambles to your side.
“Sweetheart…baby girl…you gotta stay with me, alright?” Derek asks frantically as he peels rips his vest off and begins to peel his shirt away.
“What…” you begin to gurgle, “…did I tell you…abou-”
“It’s alright,” Derek reassures you, “Garcia won’t mind this time,” he coos as he presses his shirt hard onto your neck.
The pressure made you wince as the bullet lodged itself further into your skin.
“C-…co-…ld…” you shiver out.
“I NEED A MEDIC!” Derek roars as Rossi and Hotch come barreling around the corner with a stretcher.
“What happened?” Hotch commands as the medics shoo everyone from your side.
“Y/L/N and I each took a side, and Morgan went through the door. The unsub, he-…had a gun trained on Y/N’s side…”
The tears that were threatening J.J.’s cheeks caused her to swallow her words.
“Which hospital?” Derek breaths as he scrambles to his feet.
But the paramedics were carrying you away too quickly.
“Which hospital!?!?!?” he roars as Reid’s hand comes down hard on his shoulder.
“Come on, it’s 8 minutes to the nearest one if we cut on our lights and speed through traffic,” Reid reassures him.
Two separate surgeries, 6 pints of blood, and Derek still hadn’t seen you yet.
“This is so stupid!” Derek roars as he jumps to his feet, “We’ve been here 11 hours, and we have yet to see her!”
“The doctor is updating as she can,” Hotch tries to reassure him.
“I just want to see her!” he shrieks.
It was the first time the team had ever visibly seen tears trickle down Morgan’s face.
“I-I-I-I…I love her, Hotch…” he chokes out.
“We know,” Rossi says as he comes up behind his colleague, “and she’s gonna be just fine.”
“Agent Morgan?” the doctor asks.
And when Derek turned around, the only thing he could focus on was the sheer amount of blood on her surgeon uniform.
“Yes…?” he breathes as his eyes trail up to hers.
“You might wanna come with me.”
The sheer amount of tubes that were encapsulating your body were enough to knock the wind from his system.
“In ICU, only one person is allowed in the room at a time, and you can’t actually sleep here with her,” the doctor says lightly.
But all Derek could do was stare.
As J.J. slowly walks up to the doorframe, she covers her mouth with her hand as she tries to stifle her sobs.
“Why didn’t I shoot sooner?” she breathes.
“It’s not your fault,” Derek says lowly, his eyes never wavering from your pale form as he takes in just how weak you truly look.
“Her body is still short a pint of blood, but we removed the bullet and were able to patch up the artery it nicked. She’s honestly suffering more from blood loss and shock than she is the actual wound,” the doctor says.
“So…so she’s gonna be alright…right?” he asks as he turns and looks at the doctor.
“She’s gonna need a lot of rest…” the doctor warns. “And a long hospital stay.”
“But she’s gonna be alright?” Derek pressures again.
“ICU is always unpredictable,” the doctor begins, “but…if nothing else major happens, she should be just fine.”
And Derek knew that was as much comfort as he would get for now.
Reid had gone and booked his friend a room at the motel across from the hospital. He knew Morgan was gonna take time off, and he didn’t want Derek driving back and forth in his mental condition.
Derek was so thankful that he embraced Spencer in a tearful hug.
“Thanks, kid,” he choked out.
“Yeah,” Spencer breathed as he wrapped his arms around his best friend, “yeah, no problem.”
It took three days for you to finally peel your eyes open, and when you did you were frightened at everything that you saw.
“Baby…baby baby baby, calm down. It’s alright. You’re ok. I’m right here, baby girl,” Derek reassures you.
“I told you not to call me that,” you smirk as you croak.
“I’m sure Garcia won’t mind,” Derek smiles as he leans in and kisses your cheek.
All in all, you spent a week in ICU before being transferred to a regular room and, per hospital rules, you had to do 48 straight hours with no issues before they could send you home.
Being discharged from the hospital was the biggest relief of your life.
Derek was by your side the entire time. He helped you home, he helped you inside, and when you got inside you were shocked to find your freezer stocked full of meals and your fridge full of Derek’s favorite foods.
“Courtesy of Rossi,” Morgan smiles at you.
“So…you’re staying?” you ask as you wince trying to turn your head.
And as Derek grasps your shoulders and slowly turns your body to face his, he leans in and plants a slow, long, warm kiss on your chapped lips.
“Until you are fully and completely healed,” he murmurs against your lips.
“I love you so much,” you breathe as tears crest your own eyes.
“I love you, too, baby girl,” he smiles.
“Garcia’s gonna kill you,” you chuckle as you shake your head lightly.
“I’m sure she’ll understand,” Morgan lulls as his thumb lightly graces your cheek.
“You hungry?” he asks.
“More like tired,” you yawn.
“Then let’s get you settled in bed,” Derek says.
“Actually…I was hoping I could sleep on the couch?” you ask.
The request caused Derek to furrow his brow.
“I figured we could watch a movie or something,” you smile lightly.
And as Derek’s eyes searched yours, his heart elated that you were alive and upright, he wraps his strong, warm arms around you as he pulls you close to his chest, closes his eyes, and presses a kiss to the top of your head.
“Sounds perfect,” he whispers into your hair.