Hospital

Isla's POV:

I wake up in a sweat, something hot trapping and engulfing me. My heart rate picks up as I lift up my head. Loud beeping erupts and anxiety kicks in.

"Isla calm down! Calm down!" I hear a voice shout. I look franticly around the cold and bland room searching for the voice. My blurry vision doesn't help me until a shaky moving figure is over me. I cry for help and move away from Tobias.

"Let us go! Please Tobias!" I yell before my vision clears a little. Hotch's face looms over me making my heart beat quicken.

"Hotch? You found us." I ask squinting. "Isla stay calm!" He tells me loudly but I can only hear my heart beat against my ears causing me to grip whatever's underneath me.

"Where am I?! Where's Reid?!" I ask flinging around. Multiple strong hands pin me down causing me to scream.

"Stop it! I confess! I don't want to get burned anymore!" I scream as tears roll down my face.

"Ms. Del la Cruz please calm down." A unknown voice tells me but I can hardly focus.

A pinching sensation is felt on my arm causing me too lift my head up to see a needle being placed into it.

Suddenly everything becomes blurry again and I feel dizzy. My head slams back down and the pain finally stops.

Derek Morgan's POV:

(Play Song)

An annoying buzzing sound wakes me up causing me to groan.

What the hell?

I slam my hand around my bed until I finally find my phone, bringing it up to my ear.

"Hello?" I ask groggily. "Morgan, Isla's awake but-" Hotch starts but I interrupt him. "I'll be there in 10." I state, sleep leaving my body as I jump out of bed and pull a fitted grey shirt over my head and shrug on a pair of jeans before pushing my feet into a pair of sneakers. I run outside and jump into my truck driving 70mph in a 40mph speed limit area, not caring one bit.

I drive recklessly to the Hospital and park messily before jumping out and running through the doors. The secretary stands up from her chair but I pay no mind to her as I run up the stairs 2 at a time to get to the right floor. Once I do I hear screaming making me run faster.

I get to her door and see it's already open and 4 doctors and nurses are holding down a screaming Isla.

"Stop it! I confess! I don't want to get burned anymore!" She screams before the doctors inject her making her calm down and fall back asleep.

"What are you doing?! She just woke up!" I yell entering the room but Hotch grabs my chest pushing me back.

"Morgan she was frantic, in a unstable state. She was having a panic attack thinking she was still at the cemetery." Hotch tells me trying to make me calm down. I run my hand over my head and let out a sigh.

"But she just woke up." I whisper. "And I wasn't here for it." I tell Hotch.

The main doctor comes out and leans on the door.

"She in one strong girl." He says heaving and fixing his lab coat. "Don't worry she will wake up in an hour or so, this time calmly." He reassures me.

"Should I call her immediate contact to come since she's awake?" He asks but I shrug.

"You can't try. She probably won't answer." I tell them and sit in the chair outside the room. Placing my head in my hands, I let out a sigh.

"I called the rest of the team they should be coming soon." Hotch tells me as he sits on the chair next to mine, stretching his long legs out.

"All we can do is wait." He says aloud before leaning his head back on the walls.

1 Hour Later...

The doctor came out of the room and tells us that we can go in. Everyone gets up but he tells us only two of us can go in at a time. Reid and Garcia go first, then Prentiss and Gideon, than Hotch and JJ. Once everyone comes back out they look at me as I lay in my chair. I slap my hands on my knees and get up. I slowly walk into her room and just stand there staring at her. Her face leaves the window and looks at me a small smiling etching onto her lips.

"Hey." She says hoarsely.

"Hi." I whisper back.

"Are you just gonna stand there or..." She asks laughing before gripping her head. I let go of the doorknob and make my way to her bed.

"You okay?" I ask.

"Yea I only feel my headache, I don't feel any body pain because of the meds." She explains lifting up her arm to show me her cuts and bruises.

"Thats good." I say dryly looking everywhere but her.

"Are you okay?" She asks me and I chuckle.

"You're the one who's in the hospital and you're asking me that." I tell her shaking my head.

"Just becuase I feel like shit doesn't mean you can't." She tells me grabbing my hand that lays on my lap. I intertwine my fingers through hers and sigh.

"So how was your week?" She asks me and I chuckle.

"Oh it was great. I slept in a chair and ate disgusting hospital food." I tell her trying to make it sound interesting. She squeezes my hand causing me to look her in the eyes.

"You didn't have to stay." She informs me.

"I wanted to babygirl."

At this she laughs, but a second later her smile fades and her eyes become serious.

"I'm guessing you know now." She says looking everywhere but me.

"Know what?" I fake stupid when in reality it's all I think about.

"Don't play dumb Derek." She tells me and I sigh.

"Yes I know and so does the team. We had Garcia do some digging and she found a sealed file. She unsealed it and saw your record." I tell her doing everything to not say the word prostitute.

"So everyone knows I was a prostitute, great." She says sarcastically.

"No one judges you. We were just surprised." I tell her honestly making her look at me.

"I was having a hard time, needed money." She explains.

"Wanna tell me about it?" I ask and she sighs before nodding.

"It's about time I tell you about some of it." She says putting emphasis on some. I nod and get up, sitting on her bed. She pulls me down to lay down next to her but I resist.

"Isla this bed isn't big enough, I don't want to hurt you." I tell her trying to get up but she grabs my arm.

"I don't even feel my legs right now, you won't hurt me." She reassures me dragging me down. I slowly sit over the blanket and lay next to her. I lean on my side and look down at her. She rests her hand on my shoulder curling herself into me. I gently grab her shoulder and lean in closer to her. Her face winces slightly as she closes her eyes from the pain. I kiss her in between her eyebrows on her forehead lightly, trying to take the pain away. She lets out a shaky breath before leaning her head on my chest.

"When I was a teenager I was living with my foster mother, she just adopted me and I didn't know how to feel about it. I was set on being an FBI agent and I made her know it. She was against it and that upset me. This went on for years. I tried to be the best in everything in my life, I was captain of my volleyball team, had great grades, got a job at a coffee shop, and even received a scholarship to college. When I told my mom about what I was going to study she was furious, and told me she wouldn't pay for my college if I wanted to be a FBI agent. At this time she adopted Laura, who was favored over everything." She tells me.

"Even if I had good grades, a job, and did everything right, she was still seen as better. I didn't let it get to me though. I love my sister to death and nothing will change that, but I was sick of it. So when she told me she won't pay for my college I pulled together all the money I earned from my job at the coffee shop. Which barely even covered college books, so I went into prostitution. I would sneak out at night and stand on street corners waiting for desperate men who dressed a certain way. If they wore suits, watches, designer shoes I'd offer myself to them, and most of the time I got work." She says biting her lips. "I made thousands."

"But once I got enough money for all 4 years of college I stopped. My mother found my money and asked me how I got it. I lied and said I got a few jobs but she didn't buy it. See, she is used to living lavishly. If she saw something she liked she bought it. So she hired a private investigator and found out I used to be a prostitute. She completely lost it and kicked me out of the house. By that time college started so I didn't care, I had enough money for dorms. But whenever I see her she calls me names...like Zorra."

"What does it mean? Fox?" I ask confused by its meaning.

"Yes it means fox. A fox is sneaky. It's said to a woman who sneaks and sleeps around." She tells me rolling her eyes wiping a tear away.

"So that's why you hate it so much. She calls you a name based off something you did to strive for your future?" I ask her not believing how low of a person her adoptive mother is.

"Yep." She mutters looking away from me. I gently grab her face and make her look up.

"You know, an stubborn and brave person once told me that she still sees me for me. So I'm telling you, I dont see you any different. You are still Isla Del la Cruz to me." I say quoting her. She smiles and buries herself into me.

"Wonder who said that." She whispers into me causing me to laugh.

A knock is heard on the door making me look up.

"Come in." Isla says and the door creaks open to reveal Reid holding a tray of food.

"You must be hungry." He murmurs setting the tray at the edge of the bed. I sit up and help Isla up as well.

"Thank you Reid." She tells him before dragging her right leg off the bed so she can eat comfortably. "You want some?" She asks us but I shake my hands.

"I'm good, the chicken tastes horribly. It's extremely dry." Reid says without thinking. I look up at him with an annoyed face causing him to purse his lips in regreat.

"I mean, I bet it tastes good." He says fidgeting with his wrists. Isla chuckles and places her fork in her mouth.

"Your right it is nasty." She says sticking her tongue out in disgust.

"Sorry." Reid whispers but she just shakes it off and pushes her tray forward.

"It's okay, I'll just eat the jello." She says opening the lime green jellocup.

"How are you feeling?" He asks awkwardly playing with his fingers. She ignore the question and points to his wrists.

"Where's the hair tie I gave you?" She asks caring more about Reid's well being than her own.

"Oh...Tobias ripped it off at the cemetery remember." He tells her with a small stutter. She whispers a small 'yea' and sets down her jellocup.

"Come here." She tells him causing him to sniffle and get up to walk towards her. She engulfs him in a hug as he breaks down. She runs her hands through his hair and tell him that it's okay.

"We made it out, you're okay." She tells him and he hugs her sobbing. I sit there not knowing if I should leave or not until they break apart.

"You should get some sleep, it's getting late." He tells her as he wipes his eyes. She nods her head and leans down on me.

"Yea I'm getting tired from all this socializing." She speaks up.

"Okay I'll be over there. Good night Isla."

"Good night Spency." She tells him and he makes a face at the new nickname.

"Spency?" He asks and she shrugs.

"Something different." She answers and he smiles.

"I like it." He says before laying down on his couch.

"I guess he's not gonna read to you tonight." I tell her smiling. She cracks a smile and shakes her head.

"Yea Prentiss told me about that. Was Hotch here this morning?" She asks me and I nod.

"Yea he's been coming here all week."

"Really?" She asks surprised.

"He's been beating himself up about it a lot. He came in doing work acting as if you were awake to help him." I tell her and she stares wide eyed.

"Wow. I didn't expect him to do that." She admits.

"He cares about you, he even brought Jack here." I laugh thinking back at the memory.

She smiles and lays down fully. "That was sweet of him." She murmurs before looking up at me tiredly. "I think you should go home, I feel like I'm about to fall asleep." She tells me but I shake my head.

"The last time I left, you woke up and I wasn't here. I'm staying." I tell her as I get under the blanket. She smiles and wraps an arm around me, pressing her face against my chest. She yawns and snuggles closer to me.

I find the courage and kiss the top of her head saying, "I love you Isla." She hums and sinks deeper in her sleep.

"Love you too Derek." She whispers so lowly into my chest I almost missed it. My heart skips a beat not believing my ears.

She loves me.

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I won't lie, not the proudest of this chapter.But anyways there was an escalation in their relationship, they finally fully trust one another, and even said I love you. Half of Isla's backstory was explained, keep reading to find out the rest. Hope you enjoyed :)

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