“Keep breathing! Oh god, you have to keep breathing! Aaron!”
Hotch coughed and blood came out. His breath was a wet rattle.
Reid kept his hands pressed down over the wound through his chest. He was shaking badly, doing his best not to look to his right. “Come on, keep your eyes open, look at me,” he begged. Blood was leaking out from
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How amazingly well written, desperated and sad.
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