Fic: In Heat (Criminal Minds, Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan)
Title: In Heat
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pair: Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan,
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
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“Did you come up with anything?” Morgan stepped into their motel room carrying a five milkshakes on a tray.
Reid lifted his eyes from the stack of papers he had been reading over and over again.
“Nothing new and why five of those?”
“I’m not gonna go out again for a refill if I can help it.” Morgan took a sip and closed his eyes. “Ahhhhh….”
“It can’t be that good.”
“It’s not but it’s cold.” Morgan slumped down on his bed and sucked the cold liquid thought a straw, sounding like an industrial size milking machine. A two man consultation gig had sounded fun, but the reality had other plans. Unfortunately the little town of Heat, Texas was in the middle of a heat wave. The streets were empty as all the people tried to stay in the shady or close to air-conditioning.
“We’re not going anywhere until we can interview that last victim.” Reid went back to the topic. “The hospital said they are bringing her out of the medically induced coma gradually, she may be able to talk tomorrow.”
“She may be able?”
“We know she saw the other attack, but it’s impossible to say if she can tell us about it. Anyway, all we can do now is wait. Give me one.”
“Strawberry, low fat vanilla, chocolate or lime?”
“Chocolate.”
“How bout vanilla?”
“Chocolate, and don’t even try to hide it under the bed.” Reid commented without even looking at him.
“How did you know?”
“You do that every time. You take one that’s low fat or low sugar and then you eat all of them expect that one.”
“I don’t do that.”
“You do. You always explain how you don’t want the extra calories, but you don’t eat it. Then you try to push it over to me. Do I honestly look like I need to stick to no-fat milkshakes, so that I don’t gain weight?”
“You got a point….” Morgan groaned. He set his milkshake on the nightstand and pulled off his shirt and pants. “You’re a genius, why didn’t you pack that little fan?”
“You didn’t get new batteries for that. And I reminded you about it.”
“We got batteries at home!”
“No, we don’t. Garcia borrowed them when she had that….. delivery and she was too anxious to go home and try them to stop by somewhere to buy some.”
“Right, I remember….. Some of those things were really scary.”
“Well, theoretically speaking a human orifice can expand-”
“Pretty Boy, I don’t wanna know. I understand that toys are fun but why does she need a full arsenal when she’s got a guy?”
“Apparently, Kevin’s really into that kind of experiments.”
Morgan gulped a mouthful of milkshake down his throat.
“I think I just swallowed some of my own vomit too. Kevin and sextoys…..”
“It may not be aesthetically pleasing, but it is interesting to see how we fine-tune our perceptions of people, when we learn more about them.”
“I didn’t wanna get that deep perception of him.” Morgan grabbed one of the case files and fanned himself. “I can’t believe I’m saying this but I’m too hot to talk about sex.”
“Then stop it.”
“What else is there to talk about? The case is going nowhere, and as long as the case is stuck, we’re stuck. I’m so sweaty I got a whole pond of sweat between my pecs.”
“Take a shower.”
“Why bother? There’s no cold water. I can’t believe I just said that…. Usually I have to go and threat the receptionist to get some hot water.” Morgan paused like he had suddenly realised something. “Pretty Boy?”
“Yeah?”
“Why are you still wearing your clothes?”
“Because without them I would be naked.”
“But why are you wearing those?”
“What do you mean?”
“Long-sleeved shirt, sweater west, corduroy pants, socks, dress shoes. And a tie!”
“So?”
“Even the sheriff was wearing shorts!”
“Still not following….”
“How the hell can you wear that in this heat!”
Reid shrugged. “I don’t have too much body fat, so I get cold easily and I never get too hot.”
“Yeah, but can’t you even wear a T-shirt?”
“Morgan, have you ever seen me in a T-shirt when we’re working?”
“No.”
“So why do you assume I packed any to go on a work trip?”
“Well…. You can borrow mine.”
“And I would look like a little kid who’s about to drown in his dad’s shirt. No thanks.”
“Fine, I give up.” Morgan leaned back against his pillows. “I’m too wiped out to do anything.”
“Why didn’t you shave your head before we left?”
“I didn’t need to.”
“Bald head accelerates the disposal of bodily heat.”
“I know that, but with my hair it doesn’t make any difference if I shaved my head one or three days ago. It doesn’t matter when were talking about a stubble.”
“True.”
“I think I’m gonna go out of my mind….” Morgan groaned. “I’m so desperate, I may actually pour the vanilla shake on me instead of drinking it.”
“There’s some poetic accuracy in this.” Reid mused. “We’re in Heat and suffering from a heatwave.”
“Everyone else is suffering, you could at least pretend. Wait a sec….”
“What?”
“You just said we’re in heat.” Morgan started laughing uncontrollably. “Get it? In heat.”
“I do get it, but that’s a pretty juvenile source of amusement.”
“I gotta laugh at something, I’m too exhausted to do anything else.” He stretched his body leisurely. “Come here, I wanna take a nap.”
“What am I? A sleepy toy?”
“Yep. And very nice to squish and squash.”
“Okay.” Reid grinned and settled next to Morgan.
Both men took a deep breath. Reid almost thought Morgan was already asleep when he started talking again.”
“Pretty Boy….”
“Yeah….?”
“Can you at least take your tie off?”
Chapter 2