Hello again. I'm on the oneshot kick again--hope you enjoy this one!
Disclaimer: Criminal Minds is not mine. Neither is the spider.
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"Ack!"
The shriek was loud enough to turn more than a few heads. Emily Prentiss had jumped five feet away from her desk, looking as if her chair was about to eat her.
"What's wrong?"
Screwing up her face in the worst sort of grimace, she quickly shot out her arm and pointed and pointed at something on the desk. "That!" she said, obviously trying not to squeak.
Morgan looked over at the terrifying object. "It's a spider," he said dryly.
"Yeah, it's a spider!" She gave him a look that said he was obviously missing something.
"You're afraid of spiders?"
Emily nodded. "Since I was little. Please, get rid of it…"
Morgan allowed an easy smile to cast on his face. "Miss Emily Prentiss, the woman who can take crazed psychotics and piles of mutilated corpses in a single bound, can't handle a teeny-weeny spider? What does that say, huh?"
"It says that those creepy things crawled on my face one too many times in my sleep as a kid," the petrified woman said matter-of-factly. "Would you please kill it?!"
Now this is too much, Morgan thought. He noticed their young colleague retrieving his gigantic coffee mug from the sideboard shelves. "Hey, Reid," he called. "Bring me that cup you got there?"
Reid complied, handing over his favorite coffee mug. "Here," he said. "Why do you need it? I thought you gave up coffee…"
Morgan took the cup and held the opening lush with the edge of Prentiss's desk. In one swift motion, he swiped he offending creature into the mug and quickly put a book overtop the mouth of the cup.
"What'd you put in there?" Reid asked, a little nervous. Something just went into his favorite coffee mug, and he had the feeling he wasn't going to like the answer he got.
"It's just a spider," Morgan said. "Emily's scared of them, and she asked me to get rid of it."
Reid looked at Emily, whose color had returned to her face. She heaved an audible sigh of relief and returned to her chair. Then he looked at Morgan.
"You put a spider in my coffee cup?!"
"It's not like I'm going to let it move in, kid," Morgan explained. "I'm going to walk it over to the sink and dump it out."
"And let it loose again?!" Prentiss said, fear creeping back into her voice.
"I'm gonna dump it in the sink and turn the water on," Morgan said. "You know, drown it."
"Killing spiders brings on rainstorms," said Reid matter-of-factly.
"That's an old wives tale," scoffed Morgan. "You believe in that?"
"Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you," replied Reid. "And be sure to wash out my cup."
A few hours later, the sound of thunder cracked across the sky. When the three teammates called it a night, they were greeted with a torrential downpour.
"What'd I tell you?" said Reid, smiling. It felt good to be proven right.