Drabble Prompt: a squeaky bed
Written for Criminal Minds Weekly Prompts– October Week 5
Words: 384
Reid's POV
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Why in the entire world would they have to have squeaky beds? On one of the few cases we take Garcia. How could my life get any worse? I could hear when Garcia got up. I herd when she went to the door to let Morgan in. I herd what they did.
I have known about the two of them for about 2 years, 8 months, 3 weeks, and 4 days, give or take a few days. My silence was bought by Morgan. He kept my secret and I kept his. My secret was my contact with Gideon. I still talked with him on occasion and knew where he was. There was a hint in the letter he gave me. I figured it out and contacted Gideon. Recently Gideon had stopped talking to me.
I had no sleep last night because of them. I know that they got married in secret, because I was there. I know they kept their entire love for each other secret. I know why they would stay in the dark about. Hotch would most likely pull one of the two of them off the team.
I also found that there was no coffee the following morning. I was at my very limits. I had no sleep, no coffee and no contact with Gideon. Today was going to be very long. I joined the entire team looking at a case. "So was it a late night?" asked JJ
"No, why do you ask?" I said
"You look tired." she said
I was tired and at my limits. "Well two people kept me up all of last night." I said very bitter
"Who would that be?" Hotch asked
Morgan shot me a death glare and I shot one back. Remember I was at my limits. "None other than Morgan and Garcia." I said
I expected Hotch to get upset. No he just coolly replied with "Guys, grease or oil the bed. If the two of you want to stay up, do not keep other people up against their will."
I had lost all my leverage. I lost my hold over Morgan. For what? Absolutely nothing. That was when Morgan whispered the worst threat of my life into my ear. "You are dead, kid"
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….I liked this idea and I saw no one had written for this idea yet, so I wrote this.