It was so easy to find on the Internet, but for all its ease, I did nothing about it. Who I am is weak, a coward, frightened and unable. He's my friend. He was close by enough in the hospital that they put him in. It would have been easy. It should have been easy.
But, like I said, I'm a coward.
And then the next time it was Hotch – Hotch, who had something more than Morgan's strength of Reid's genius; Hotch, who was infallible, the leader- he'd been tortured in his own home.
I could tell him what not to do – what not to do when you're afraid of going back home. I could offer him that, at the very least.
Am I still a coward?