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Title: Dr. Reid has a secret

Summary: There is something going on with Dr. Reid, he is hiding something. When the secret comes on while chasing an unsub, will they be able to save the young doctor?

This is my first fanfaction. Please be nice, but R & R.

The BAU team quietly shuffled out of the conference room following a de-briefing. Their last case had been a tough and challenging one, but thanks to the team's profile and the quick thinking of Dr. Reid, the Unsub had been caught before ending the life of his next victim. After quietly staring at the facts of the case, he had noticed the fact they needed to pull the case together and solve it.

The flight back to D.C. from Wyoming had been an uneventful one. Everyone tried to catch up on much needed sleep and dreamed of going home after a quick meeting back at the office. Now as everyone left the conference room and headed to their desks to gather things to leave, each one contemplated how to finish their evening.

Derek Morgan glanced at the clock, only 7:00 pm. "Who's up for a drink?," he asked to everyone listening.

"Ooo, me," called Garcia from across the room. "Let me call Kevin first."

"Sure. Count me in too," Prentiss stated. Morgan knew not to wait for Hotch or Rossi. They rarely joined the team for a celebratory drink.

"How about you pretty boy?," he said as Reid walked past him toward the elevators, bag over his shoulder.

Reid shook his head, "Sorry, I have somewhere I have to be."

"Come on Reid, what could you possibly have to get to? A pretty lady perhaps?"

"None of your business, Morgan. See you tomorrow." He waved as the elevator doors closed.

Morgan had expected Reid to turn him down. This situation had played out much the same way for the last few months. As soon as work was done or the day concluded, Reid immediately took off. Morgan was beginning to worry about the young agent. At first he assumed Reid had to catch a "movie" meeting. As Reid kept dodging them, he began to wonder if there was a woman in the picture. But as it now moved into months, he even began to doubt this. There was no proof that there was anyone in his life. No phone calls, no awkward blushes, and definitely no change in that horrible wardrobe. A woman would have probably changed that. Still, there were some strange signs coming from Reid that something was off, aside from constantly bailing on them. Sometimes it appeared that he was in pain, clutching his stomach or running a hand over his bad knee and wincing in pain. He always looked tired, but this appeared to be worsening and the dark circles getting darker. Maybe it was time to say something, maybe sit down with Reid and try to have a talk. He really wanted to know what was going on. Shrugging, Morgan pushed it from his mind knowing that Reid would talk when he was ready.

"Ok, let's go, sweet cheeks," said Garcia, pulling Morgan away from his thoughts. She caught his stare at the closed elevator doors. "What's up?"

"Nothing. Just worried about the kid. I think there is something up, but I just can't figure it out."

"You don't think he is using again do you?"

"No," Morgan said quietly, "The behavior is completely different. No, it's something else. I just hope he would come to us if he needs anything."

Garcia suddenly grabbed Morgan's hand and began pulling him toward the elevator. "Ok, enough for one day. Besides, you are not supposed to be profiling each other right? Let's go get that drink. Coming Emily?" She called out behind her.

"Yep, right behind you guys." Said Prentiss. As they got on the elevator, she spoke up again, "I'm worried about him too, Morgan."

"You've noticed something too?"

"Just that he is always running off. And the other day I swear it looked like he was pain, like it hurt to move or something. I wanted to ask him about it, but I didn't think he would have talked to me," she reflected.

"I think I will try to talk to him. If he refuses, then Garcia can pick apart his life until she finds something out," he smiled sideways at the information analyst standing next to him.

"Oh no you don't, gorgeous one. Don't pull me into this. Try mortal means first, then you may come to the supreme goddess of information."

The three friends exited the building, the warm air lightening the mood of the group as they discussed where to go.