Locked Private

Mystery/Friendship

The team thinks they know everything about him. But when they begin to search his past, what they find ? . . . . Surprisingly, absolutely nothing.

Unanswered questions, mysterious phone-calls, unexplained late comings . . .

They try to accept this. But one day, one moment changed their opinion.

9:05am in FBI

Everyone were sitting in the big FBI Room. Penelope finished her work early than others, so she was playing some new game on the internet.

Alex sits at her desk, browses few federal files and then writes some notes to another file.

"You know guys, I truly hate paperwork." she said still looking to the papers

"You do ? Oh, C'mon. Who doesn't like the paper-tower at 6 am on his desk . . ."Dave sighed sarcasticallywhile he throws the next file to the second 'hill'.

Morgan smiled and looked to the direction, where Spencer sat ago few minutes.

But now, he was walking toward the hall door with phone next to his head.

He was talking to someone. Derek couldn't hear words, but he was sure it's not in english. It sounds like french, maybe italian.

"Does anyone know Pretty Boy is calling to ? Always when his phone rings, he goes so far, he can from us. Isn't it weird ?"

"Spence is always acting so weird. Always Morgan. Nothing new."

Jj said, while she was walking toward them.

"Who's weird ?" Asked Penelope, coming to the Derek.

"Nobody. Just Morgan thinks something's wrong with Spencer, because he has private." Alex smiles at her, putts down last file. She took her coat and few another papers. "It's friday, so let it and go with me to some drink."

"I'm totally in." said Jj, with smile on her face.

"Great! Anyone else ?" Blake asked, but she was looking to Hotch, while he was walking down the stair from the office.

"Jack is with friends in camp , so I'm in." He lightly smiled and went to the elevator with Alex.

Jj turned to them but she stops. "Are you going ?"She looks to the other members.

Morgan: "Sorry, I can't."

Penelope: "Not today, I'm sorry."

Rossi: "Still too much papers, sorry."

"Maybe another night. Bye." she sighed and walks to the door.

Suddenly, Spencer came to the room.

"Hey Spence, we're going to club, are you in ?"

"I have to do something important." he said authoritative. A lot more than always. He sounds like a general who's talking to his strangers.

In that moment she recognized how he grew.

". . . . but have fun." He smiled gently , when he saw a confusion in her eyes.

She smiled too, and closed the door behind her.

Reid fastly walked to his desk.

Dave, Derek and Penelope were sitting at the desks and looking to papers quietly.

He looked at them. Made sure they are not looking. He took something from his desk. Gave it to his bag. They couldn't see what it was. Suddenly he puts off his shirt and tie. He put t-shirt and black jacket on. Again, he did something on his desk. But still covering it perfectly.

"See you later." he said and walked (almost ran) to the elevator.

"He looked professional, like J. Bond ." Garcia tought.

The doors closed and in the room was silence again.

Now everybody was thinking about Reid. His secret that he hides.

They looked to the door, stood up from the table.

"What you think is inside his table ?" asked Rossi, looking at Spencer's desk

"Why we just don't open it, and look ?" said Penelope and give them look, which says 'Why not ?'

"Penelope Garcia, you really, really need to spank . . .. ! " said Morgan, and smirked at her with all his love in his eyes, " . . . I don't know you like this Baby Girl!"

"Oh, my sweet Man, you have to come more close if you . . . ."

Rossi stopped her in the middle of sentence: "All right, I see. But now focus!

He came near to the desk, opened it . . . Oh no. He didn't open. He couldn't.

"He locked it !" he sighed angry , looked to his friends faces. "I didn't believe you before Morgan, but . . . who locked his own table ?"

They looked at each other with fear in the eyes.

"Are you still against to break his privacy ?" Garcia asked her friends with strong voice, looking right to their eyes.

Dave looked at Derek, their looks met. That was a moment when they understood they have to do it. Have to search Spencer Reid's past.