"Reid! Wake up! REID!"
Groggily, Spencer Reid rolled out of the not-so-comfortable motel bed, landing in a skinny heap on the floor next to his overnight bag.
"Come on, Pretty Boy, we gotta get a move on," Derek Morgan said, lightly kicking Reid's leg, "our un-sub has killed again."
After hearing this startling news, Reid quickly straightened himself out and dug through his bag, grabbing his clothes and creds.
"Who's the new victim?" Reid inquired, wiping the sleep from his eyes.
"A 20 year old brunette girl, same build as the previous two. Leann Kips."
This particular un-sub has claimed a grand total of six victims, alternating between young blonde men in their early 20s and young brunette women of the same age range. The team believed the un-sub was targeting surrogates for a young couple he once knew, or maybe even a young version of himself and a lost love.
The team landed in San Antonio late last night and settled down in a dinky motel just six short hours ago. They believed they had more time before he struck again, but they were obviously mistaken.
After both men were dressed and cleaned up, they joined the rest of the team outside.
"Morning boys, about time you decided to join us," Prentiss laughed, ruffling Reid's bed-headed mass of hair.
"Sorry, Em, some of us got off to a sleepy start," Morgan chuckled as he glanced at Reid, who let out a yawn.
"Now that we're all here, Prentiss; you and I will meet JJ at the station. Morgan; you and Reid meet up with Rossi at the victim's home," Hotch broke up the light hearted banter with his usual stone face.
With that, the team got in their separate SUVs and headed to their destinations.
"I just interviewed the victim's boyfriend. He claims he last saw her three hours before she turned up dead. He said he dropped her off after they had date night at the movies. He always checks the house before he leaves her for the night," Rossi informed Reid and Morgan as they arrived at the victim's home.
"Over protective boyfriend?" Morgan inquired.
"No, they've been together for four years and she was raped when she was 17. Since then, he's been extra cautious of leaving her alone, but she insisted she was not ready to live together yet."
Morgan was intrigued by this and hit number 2 on his speed dial.
"How may the all-knowing oracle serve you today, my fine sculpted god of chocolate thunder?" Garcia's chirpy voice rang from the other end of the phone.
"Hey, baby girl, I need you to check our previous victims' records and see if any of them have records of ever being sexually assaulted.
"Right-e-o my sweet. Let's see… the first female victim, Madison was raped when she was 13. The second female, Tina was sexually abused by her step-father for years before they locked the bastard away. As for your male victims… well, here's a twist for you; the first, James was actually charged for rape at age 15, but was acquitted of all charges. Our second male… oh my God."
"What did you find, Garcia?" Reid asked, listening to the information being fed to them through speaker phone."
"Our second male victim, Harry, was none other than Tina's step-brother."
"No one else found that odd up until now?" Morgan asked.
"With Harry's dad locked up and Tina's mother death two years ago, the two had no other family and even though they lived in the same city, they haven't crossed paths in four years, since Harry's dad was locked up. He was 17 when he left."
"Garcia, what about our last male victim?" Rossi chimed in.
"Low and behold, another scumbag. Tim King was charged with sexual assault at age 18 but nothing ever came of it. The jury ruled him innocent of raping 17 year old Leann Kips."
"They're all connected! But why kill the women as well as the abusers?" a look of confusion spread across Reid's face.
"For once, he doesn't have the answers," Rossi chuckled at Reid's expression.
"Is there a common link between each of these cases, Garcia?" Morgan asked.
"uh, yes. The same judge was appointed to all three cases. But he's been deemed terminally ill 4 months ago and has been in assisted living for 3."
"Does he have any family?" Reid asked.
"Yes, a 25 year old son, Rick. He has 2 charges of battery but all charges were wiped off his record thanks to Daddy."
"His father's diagnosis must have been the trigger. It's him. We got him," Rossi said, running behind the younger two men to the SUVs.
"Hotch! We got him! Rick Foster. 3103 Harrison Rd." Rossi informed his friend on the phone as they drove to the un-sub's home.
Upon arriving at the house Morgan jumped out of the SUV and stealthily snuck up to the porch, holding his gun out. He knocked on the door, "FBI! Open up!"
They heard a crash inside, and Morgan kicked down the door. He saw a young man running through a small kitchen.
"He's headed out the back!" Morgan called into his mic.
Reid threw himself out of the vehicle and dashed to the back of the ranch style home.
"Freeze, Rick!" Reid called as he caught a glimpse of a pale, skinny blonde male making his way through the harvested field. Rick resisted and kept running. Reid took his aim and fired, hitting the un-sub's leg.
He fell with a scream and clutched his leg to his body.
"you're under arrest for the murder of six young men and women," Morgan said, climbing on top of the un-sub.
"But why brunette victims?" Prentiss asked as they were turning in the un-sub.
"Rick was sexually abused by his sister, Amy when he was 14 and she was 20," an officer informed the team, "It was a sad case, really. Destroyed Judge King to convict her."
"What a case, huh guys?" JJ said as she slumped in her seat on the jet.
"Definitely," Morgan sighed, "Whose up for a round tonight?"
"I'm in," JJ raised her hand.
"I'm up for it," Prentiss chimed in.
"Sorry, I promised Jack I'd be home for him tonight," Hotch said with a slight smile.
"Don't forget me, my lovelies," Garcia chimed as her face popped up on Morgan's laptop.
"Never, Baby Girl," Morgan laughed.
"How about you, Reid? Reid?" Prentiss asked, looking to her left where Reid sat in a heap, fast asleep.
"Poor kid, he woke up in a cold sweat last night from nightmares, I assume," Morgan sighed.
"Count me out. I wanna make sure Reid gets home okay. Probably watch over him tonight, I've been worried about him lately, I'm sure we all have," Rossi explained to his team, who were all nodding in agreement.
"You don't have to come home with me, Rossi," Reid sighed, sleepily from the passenger's seat.
"Obviously, you wouldn't even be able to get home without me," Rossi chuckled as Reid snapped his head up, fighting the overwhelming feeling of sleep.
"but, I, ah, well…" Reid trailed off, falling victim to sleep once more.
Rossi chuckled at the adorable sight of his colleague falling asleep next to him. He just looked so peaceful. Reid let out a slight moan as he repositioned himself in the passenger seat, facing Rossi.
That moan. That face. It was all so ravishing. Rossi flinched at the feeling growing in his groin. That's not right. Rossi thought to himself, he's like a son; he's young enough to be your son.
Reid let out another moan and shifted slightly, his hand falling into his own lap causing him to moan again.
It was all too much. Reluctantly, Rossi reached his hand over to Reid's lap and placed his hand on top of Reid's.
Upon his touch, Reid's hand shifted under Rossi's. Rossi froze and began to slowly pull his hand way. Before he could, Reid's hand turned over so his palm was up and took a hold of Rossi's hand, interlacing their fingers, and cuddled it up to his chest.
Rossi stared at the young man, confused at the emotions he was feeling. Looking back to the road, Rossi noticed he was about to pass Reid's apartment building. He snaked his hand out of Reid's grasp and gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, swinging the SUV into the parking lot. This whole ordeal caused no more than a slight stir from Reid.
After parking, Rossi climbed out of the SUV and walked around to the passenger side, opening the door. He unbuckled the tall yet thin man and slung him over his shoulder.
Rossi carried the other man to the elevator, where he put him down in order to catch his breath.
After reaching the fourth floor on which Reid lived, Rossi picked the other man back up, this time cradling him in his arms like a baby.
After reaching Reid's apartment and fishing the key out of his pocket, Rossi carried the man inside and set him down on his bed and threw a blanket over him.
Rossi slumped down in the large arm chair in Reid's bedroom and studied the beautiful sleeping man. Rossi sighed with a mix of longing and exhaustion and slumped farther into the chair, grabbing a book from the end table next to him.
Migraines? Rossi studied the book he had picked up. Why is Spencer reading a book on migraines? Unless… Rossi's thoughts were interrupted when Reid began to thrash violently on the bed.
"du-du-don't! luh- leave! M-m-m-o-o-m-m! No!" Reid screamed in his sleep with a look of pure terror splayed across his sleeping face.
Rossi jumped up from the chair and pinned Spencer's arms down on either side of him.
"Reid! Spencer! Wake up! It's just a nightmare!" Rossi yelled at the thrashing man.
Reid's eyes snapped open as he stared wide eyed at Rossi.
"It's ok, kid, it was just a dream. A nightmare," Rossi reassured Reid, petting his hair, slowly caressing his cheek, "it's ok; I'm here."
Reid's breath was ragged as he inhaled deeply, trying to catch his breath.
"You alright?" Rossi asked.
"I-I-I… please… can you stay with me? I don't want to be alone," Reid stammered, tears rolling down his face.
Rossi nodded as he climbed into the bed and lay down next to the smaller man.
Reid moved closer to the older man, turning on his side and placed his head on Rossi's chest. In response, Rossi put his arm around Spencer, hugging him close and kissed the top of his head.
"Thank you for staying with me, Rossi," Reid mumbled into Rossi's shirt.
"Don't worry about it kid, I just want to make sure you're ok."
"Rossi?"
"yeah?"
"ummm… I had a dream… that you and I… were holding hands in the SUV," Reid said shyly.
"Is that so?" Rossi said, stifling a chuckle.
"It wasn't a dream, was it?" Reid asked, lifting his head to look at Rossi with still tear-filled eyes.
Rossi thought for a moment before replying, "No, it was real."
Reid lowered his head back onto Rossi's stomach, shivering, "it was certainly the only good part about my dream."
Rossi moved his arm from around Spencer and got off the bed. He grabbed the blanket that was lying at the foot of the bed and threw it over Spencer, before climbing under it himself and pulling Reid back to his warmth.
Reid's breathing began to relax again. After about 5 minutes, Rossi looked down at Reid and noticed he was fast asleep once again.
He was just so beautiful. Rossi took his free hand and gently caressed Reid's face. Reid shivered and let out a slight smile in response.
Rossi took a hold of Reid's chin and lifted his face to his own and gently kissed the younger man's elegantly girlish lips.
Reid's eyes began to gently open. His lids half down, he saw and felt the older man kissing him. Reid let his eyes close again as he returned the kiss, gently grabbing Rossi's stubbly face.
Rossi let his mouth open slightly as he chuckled at the younger man returning his kiss. Reid seized this opportunity and let his tongue slide into Rossi's mouth, allowing it to dance with Rossi's.
Rossi let his hand glide across Reid's body, stopping at his hip. In response, Reid swung his leg over Rossi, lying himself on top of Rossi, never breaking the kiss as Reid straddled Rossi's hips.
Rossi let his hands fall to Reid's hips as Reid's hands gently held Rossi's face.
Rossi broke the kiss and began kissing Reid's neck tenderly. Reid took a sharp breath as he arched his head back, pushing his neck close to Rossi's lips. Rossi took this as an invitation to begin lightly sucking on Reid's neck, breaking each bit of suction with a slight little pinch with his teeth.
Reid whimpered at the sensation and buried his face into Rossi's chest, placing small kisses at the top of Rossi's collar, slowly moving his mouth up, returning the favor to Rossi's neck.
Rossi groaned. He couldn't take it. He grabbed the tail of Reid's shirt, and began to pull it up and over Reid's head. Reid pulled back from the kiss, throwing his arms up to allow Rossi to complete this task. Rossi balled up Reid's shirt and threw it across the room as Reid began unbuttoning Rossi's shirt. Once it was unbuttoned, Reid pulled the shirt open, allowing Rossi to wiggle his arms free and then threw the shirt to join Reid's.
Rossi let his fingers glide down Reid's bare torso, causing Reid to shiver at the touch. Rossi trailed his hands down to Reid's waste band and began fumbling with the button.
Reid rolled off Rossi onto his back, ripping his pants and underwear off in once swift motion. Reid turned to Rossi and undid his pants, grabbing the waist band and yanking them down along with his boxers and tossing them to the floor. Reid buried his face in Rossi's furry chest, teasing the older man's nipples with his tongue, causing Rossi to hiss. Reid placed a trail of kisses leading down to Rossi's groin, stopping just above it.
"Please…" Rossi whispered, gently stroking his hardened member.
Reid smirked and took Rossi into his mouth, causing Rossi to gasp with pleasure and grab ahold of Reid's hair. Reid gently bobbed his head up and down, taking Rossi all in. Rossi bucked himself into Reid's mouth, to which Reid much obliged, quickening his pace.
Rossi bit his lip, stifling his cries of pleasure.
"oh, Fuck, Spence!" Rossi cried out as he felt his shaft brush the back of Reid's throat.
Reid popped Rossi out of his mouth, lifting it to embrace Rossi with a kiss.
"bottom drawer, right there," Reid whispered into Rossi's ear.
Getting the hint, Rossi rolled over and opened the indicated drawer, removing a bottle of lubricant.
Rossi sat up, and maneuvered Reid to lie on his back underneath him. Placing the bottle aside for a moment, Rossi engulfed Reid's mouth and kissed him passionately, moving his mouth down Reid's neck and placing kisses down his smooth chest and stomach. With on quick movement, Rossi took Reid into his mouth and began sucking aggressively causing Reid to thrash and grip to the sheets.
Smirking, Rossi released Reid and picked up the bottle. He coated his fingers with the liquid and pulled Reid's hind end up. Rossi looked at Reid, requesting permission, to which he received a nod.
Rossi inserted his coated index finger into Reid's puckering hole and began moving it in and out gently.
"ahhh- More! Faster!" Reid mumbled, obviously in a euphoria.
Rossi obliged and began moving his digit in and out at a quicker pace, eventually adding a second finger.
Reid screamed and arched his back; Rossi had obviously found that bundle of nerves.
Rossi smirked and removed his fingers. He looked to Reid for permission; he didn't want to hurt this delicate creature.
"Dave… please," Reid said, nodding his head.
Rossi grasped Reid's butt cheeks and lined himself up with Reid's hole. Rossi grabbed the lubricant and readied himself at Reid's entrance. Looking into Reid's eyes, Rossi pushed inside his lover.
Reid screamed again and threw his arms around Rossi's neck. Rossi froze, not wanting to hurt him, until Reid threw his skinny legs around the older man's torso, pulling him deeper inside.
Rossi relaxed and began moving in and out of Reid, starting out slow, but quickening his pace to watch Reid's face contort with different expressions of pleasure and pain.
Reid moved his hand and began stroking himself. Rossi pushed Reid's hand aside and took the task upon himself, matching his strokes.
Reid's mouth fell open and small squeaks were released.
Rossi popped out of Reid and flipped him over onto his stomach. Reid lifted his butt up into the air, begging for Rossi. Rossi buried himself within Reid once again, grasping his hips, slamming himself in and out of Reid.
Reid lifted himself up onto his knees, arching his back into Rossi, throwing his arm behind his lover's neck.
"DAVE!" Reid shouted as Rossi grabbed his member once more and began pumping it in time with his thrusts, "I-I-I'm gonna- AHHHHHHH!"
Reid exploded into Rossi's hand and all over the bed sheets, his ragged breathing slowing.
That scream did it for Rossi; "SPENCER!" Rossi shouted as he shot his seed into his lover and collapsed on top of him on the bed.
After catching his breath, Rossi rolled over onto his back. Reid cuddled up next to Rossi and placed his head on Rossi's chest.
"Thank you… for keeping me safe," Reid whispered.