Title: Three Signs (Chapter 2/7 -Reflecting)
Author: FinnishSphinx
Rating: PG
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairings: Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: They are not mine, just using them
for amusement...
The drive back home went in a fog. Quite honestly Morgan wasn`t sure how he had
managed to drive back without hitting a lamp post, while his brain kept replaying the
scene he had witnessed. It had never even come up as a possibility. Looking back
now he probably should have guessed. The only date Morgan knew about, the one
with J.J., had been an absolute fiasco to both parties, and Reid never even seemed
that interested in her.
Morgan`s mind was wrapped around one single question: "Why did it feel so bad to
see Reid kissing that guy?"
Morgan plopped down on his couch, leaned his head back and thought about it.
The feeling didn`t come from the fact that Reid was into guys. Morgan was just fine
with it. It had to be about the guy in question, but why? Morgan knew nothing about
him, he was probably a nice guy.
Thoughts went on, circling round and round but never reached a conclusion. Finally
Morgan got up and started getting ready for bed. No matter how much his thoughts
disturbed him, he had to go to work the next day and he needed his sleep. He dived
between the covers, found a nice position and shut his eyes.
Once he had laid his tired body to bed, sleep came quickly.
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The clock on the nightstand glowed green light. Morgan turned to see it and sighed.
04:07. He laid back on the bed and his mind went back to the reason he had woken
up in the first place.
Again.
The same dream had come to him every night for the last week.
He had been in the parking lot again, but this time he wasn`t looking from the
shadows. Morgan was there, pressing Reid against a car, kissing him vehemently,
not that stranger. He could still remember what Reid`s lips had tasted like, what it
felt like to press himself against that delicate, warm body.
Morgan buried his face with his hands. He didn`t feel this way because he was
jealous, didn`t he? He hadn`t ever been interested to do anything like that with
a man. The memory of Carl Buford had taken care of that. He could appreciate
a nice looking guy, but when he thought about doing something more intimate,
he went into full blown panic. Why didn`t that happen with Reid?
He thought about it and the answer turned out to be simple. It was because it was
Reid. Reid, who would never harm anyone, and definitely not Morgan. Reid was
brilliant, nice looking, warm man who trusted Morgan, and who Morgan trusted.
A loud voice in his mind wanted to add it`s comments. It was not just because Reid
was safe, or because the kiss had invigorated physical lust for him. They had known
each others for years. Morgan paused to let his thought get in correct order and
summed it up into one conclusion.
He cared for Reid. Much more than as a friend. He valued him, and wanted him.
Morgan could spend the rest of his life pondering it, but the truth would remain the
same. Morgan got up and walked to the kitchen. He started brewing coffee, and
settled on the counter, looking at the dark liquid dripping slowly into the pot.
After he had come to his conclusion about his feelings, he had felt oddly peaceful.
It was easier when he knew what was going on, no matter how complicated things
could get. There was no great big turmoil. His mind had simply come to a decision
and that was it. He had no doubts about his wants, but one big question remained:
What was he going to do?
Reid and that guy were obviously doing well. Reid had practically glowed every time
the couple had talked on the phone. And even if they did break up, it didn`t mean
Reid would be interested in Morgan.
Well...Maybe it wasn`t that serious for Reid. Morgan had to scrap that idea right
away. He just couldn`t imagine Reid in a casual fling, it had to be serious.
By the time the coffee was ready, Morgan had made up his mind. He was going to
wait for a suitable opportunity, and press Reid for information. If there was even a
slightest chance for Morgan, he would make his move and hope for the best.
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Morgan didn`t need to wait very long for an opportunity, just five days, thanks to a
serial killer in a small town in Nevada. The town had the advantage of most little
town, namely accommodation in tiny, sleazy run down motel, where the team was
forced to pair up to share rooms. It was few minutes before midnight when they
finally got to leave and get some rest, and all team members were planning to take
full advantage of it. Reid dropped his bag on the floor next to the bed and looked at
Morgan, who close the door behind him.
Reid gave a small sigh and started looking for his wallet. "I`m gonna go get some
food, you want me to bring you something?"
Morgan gave him a surprised look. "We have been working for the past 32 hours,
don`t you want to get some sleep?"
"Yes, but I can`t sleep with a crumbling stomach."
"Hate to tell you, but you can`t live on coffee alone, not matter how much sugar
you put in it."
"You want something or not?" Reid was already opening the door.
"Well, since you are going anyway, I could eat a burger."
"OK, I`ll be back soon, I think there was a burger joint few streets from here."
Reid grabbed his room key from the dresser next to the door and left.
Morgan`s mind was running wild. He had Reid all to himself for the night. Chances
like this don`t come often. As soon as Reid came back he would start his data
mining mission. Reid`s trip lasted half an hour and he returned with two Styrofoam
containers, and passed another one to Morgan.
"I think that one´s yours. A Kingsize burger with double-everything." Reid grinned
and sat on his bed to eat.
"Reid....." Morgan started, but paused to think how he should start this.
"What?" Reid asked while chewing a mouthful of food.
"Can I ask you about-" Morgan stammered. "I mean, I want to talk to you about
something."
"Okay,` Reid mumbled and swallowed a piece of his burger. "What is it?"
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