So, I finally started on that sequel :D I'm so proud of myself! I enjoyed typing this while watching "To Hell...""...And Back", what great Criminal Minds episodes! (NOT!) Anyway, I hope all my readers who like 'The Downfall Of Us All' will like this :) YOU MUST READ THAT BEFORE THIS! Just sayin'! xD
I do not own CM or the characters (:
You know you're in love when you don't want to fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams. ~Dr. Seuss
Spencer Reid laid his head down on the pillow, closing his eyes. He had just left the hospital, returning to the hotel room with Derek Morgan. It was nice to get out of the stuffy hospital. Reid just wanted to sleep, but every time he tried, flashed of Lowell appeared. The younger agent opened his eyes and rested his hand on his head.
Morgan watched as his partner lay in the bed beside his. He noticed that after every few minutes, the kid would open his eyes, and his breathing would quicken.
"Pretty Boy, you okay?" the older agent asked.
Reid rolled over, his brown eyes meeting Morgan's.
"I'm fine." the genius mumbled.
"Reid, don't lie to me. I've been watching you close your eyes and then having a small panic attack. You can't tell me your fine."
Spencer looked at his friend, realizing he hated profilers, even though he was one. Morgan continued staring at his friend, wanting him to talk. It killed him inside to see Reid hide all his feelings and emotions from the world.
"Kid, what's wrong?" Morgan asked again.
"It's just…I keep thinking he's going to come back. Every time I close my eyes, he's there…."
Derek walked over to Reid's bed, sitting beside him. He put his hand on his friend's arm in a comforting motion.
"He's gone, and I know how hard it is to deal with something like this. But I'm here for you; I'll always be here for you, kid. Don't forget that." The older agent gave a warm smile.
Reid nodded, rolling over to face away from Morgan. He didn't want his partner to see his red face. Morgan chuckled at Reid's movement, hand still on his arm.
"Alright, get some rest. I think Garcia wants to go out for dinner tonight. With everyone, including you."
"…Don't wanna go…." Spencer muttered.
"C'mon, it'll be fun. I'll wake you up in about two hours, okay? So, go to sleep." Morgan winked.
Reid groaned, sitting up to face Derek, who was back on his bed.
"I can't get to sleep." He stated, rubbing his eyes.
"Reid, you need to get some-"
"I realize that, but it's not working. I close my eyes and…" he shuddered at the thought
Morgan sighed, once again getting up, and walking over to Reid's bed. He sat beside the 'kid', positioning himself, so he could lay down with him. Spencer was surprised at the motion, blushing.
"What are you d-doing?" Reid questioned.
"Making an attempt to get you some sleep, I'll be right beside you, that way, if you have a nightmare, I'll be here. Now close your eyes." Morgan yawned.
Reid nodded slowly, listening to the older man. Without even realizing it, the young genius had his head leaning on the other man's shoulder. Morgan gave a small smile, watching as Reid's eyes slowly closed.
For the next two hours, Spencer stayed asleep on his partners should without any nightmares or panic attacks. It was the most peaceful sleep he had gotten in a while, and Derek was glad.
The agents woke up around eight, needing to get ready to go out for dinner. Reid immediately got out of the bed, embarrassed for falling asleep on his friend. Morgan laughed at him, watching as he scrambled to get ready. The older agent climbed out of the bed, searching for his phone. Once he found it, he dialed Garcia's number.
As he talked with her about getting directions to the restaurant, he heard a crashing sound coming from the bathroom, followed by a yelp of pain.
"Garcia, I'll call you back." He hung up without saying goodbye, tossing the phone to the side.
Morgan ran to the bathroom, only to find Reid sitting against the bathtub, with a small broken wired shower shelf beside him. There was little shampoo bottles and soap bars on the floor. The younger man looked like he was in pain as he clutched his side.
"What happened?" Derek asked, kneeling by his friend.
"I slipped…and I grabbed for the shelf, thinking it could catch my fall…instead, it fell, along with me…" Reid hissed in pain.
"Are you okay? What's hurt?"
"Just…my side…the way I fell, it caused me to lose my breath and the impact of the fall…"
Reid's breathing was harsh, and he winced when his friend touched him. Morgan sighed, wrapping his arm around the smaller man, helping him up. Reid bit his lip, holding back the pain. Derek helped Spencer out of the bathroom, and to one of the cushioned chairs in the small kitchen area.
Without even asking, Morgan lifted up Reid's shirt. The younger agent's face was covered in blush as he squeaked with embarrassment.
"W-what are you doing?"
"I'm making sure none of your cuts opened up, kid. You look like you're in a lot of pain; I need to know you're okay. We don't have to go out tonight."
Reid felt chills down his back as Morgan traced his fingers over his scars. His fingers were cool, and it felt nice against his skin. Once the profiler was done, he pulled his friend's shirt down, and went to grab the phone.
"Pretty boy, do you want to go out to dinner tonight?" Morgan asked, dialing Garcia's number again.
"Alright….Hey, Baby girl, it's Morgan…No, we can't make it…Reid isn't feeling well and I offered to stay with him…Yes, I know….Okay, we'll do it another night….Don't even think about it….Bye, Garcia."
Morgan glared at the phone as he hung up. Reid was curious as to what the analyst had said to get the agent like that. Whatever it was, it probably was something he didn't want to get involved in.
Spencer got out of the chair, ignoring the lingering pain, and heading back to the bathroom. Morgan watched him, interested in what he was doing. It wasn't much of a shock to see the younger agent making an attempt to clean up his mess. Derek followed, picking up everything before Reid could even touch it.
"Go lay down, you got hurt." Morgan mumbled.
"I'm fine…" Reid felt pain shoot through his chest as he said that.
Morgan noticed the pained expression, narrowing his eyes. The genius sighed with defeat, heading towards the beds. It didn't take Morgan long to clean up the small mess and he could hear the television being turned on. After putting everything away, he walked out, finding Reid flipping through channels.
"Well, well, well, I didn't expect the genius to watch TV. I thought all you did was read books." Morgan chuckled, laying beside Reid.
"Ha ha, very funny. I do watch television sometimes, just not as much as the average person." He retorted.
The older agent rolled his eyes as Reid stopped on the History Channel. It was a program about the War of 1812, and it was very detailed. Morgan groaned in boredom, while Reid watched the TV with enthusiasm.
"Reid, I am not watching this all night." Derek stated.
"Because, this is boring and not entertaining at all."
"You could actually learn something from this, you know."
Morgan stole the remote from the younger agent's hand, changing the channel. He stopped on a rerun of a football game.
"Give it back, Morgan!" Reid whined.
"Not a chance."
"I hate football…"
Morgan smirked, watching as the younger man crossed his arms over his chest. He looked like a small child pouting. Reid looked up at his friend, almost in a 'pity-me' way, hoping to get the remote back. Derek felt his heart being pulled as the kid continued looking at him.
"Fine! But no history or whatever." Morgan glared, handing the remote back.
Spencer grinned with victory, surfing through the channels.
The two friends continued watching TV for a while, not even noticing the time. Morgan looked at the clock and then at Reid.
"We need to eat. Are you hungry?" Morgan questioned, getting off the bed.
"A little bit."
"I think there's a small convenient store in walking distant from here. We could grab a few snacks from there."
It only took the men a few minutes to get ready. Reid was a little surprised by how warm it was outside, even though it was late. He silently wished that it would be like this back in Quantico. He watched Morgan, studying his figure. Even though he knew he shouldn't be, he wondered what it would be like to be held by him.
The thought of it made Reid scoff at himself. In his mind, that would never happen. Why would a man like Derek Morgan go for a nerdy man like Spencer Reid? He just figured it wasn't meant to be.
"Um, kid, why are you staring at me?" Morgan laughed.
"N-no r-reason…" the agent stuttered.
Reid looked away, not making any eye contact with his partner. He could feel Morgan staring at him, but he ignored it. The genius was already embarrassed; he didn't need any more humiliation. But, even if he didn't look at him, Reid still wondered what it would be like to be loved by Morgan.
'What a very unlikely thought…' Spencer said silently.
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