The first time the team found out about Reid's mutation, was completely by mistake. It was the day after a long case, everyone was exceptionally tired, and the paper work had piled up substantially. It started with Reid, Garcia, Prentiss and JJ in Garcia's cave. Sitting around on the many beanbags she had laying around. They were laughing about the finishing of the case the day previous. Morgan had stumbled over his words with the talk down of the unsub, the situation the unusb had been found in was rather… unique, and the whole team had been stumped by the presence. Resulting Morgan's attempt at talking down the man who had murdered four women being successful yet completely humiliating in front of his team.
As they had spoken about the events in Garcia's 'office' explaining to the tech goddess just exactly what had happed to her 'chocolate thunder.' They were laughing as JJ recounted some of the interesting comments made by the more muscled agent. Yet, she found herself unable to accurately mimic his facial expression. That was where the reveal started. They had laughed brightly, tears in their eyes at the memory, and for Garcia the reveal of the events that had happened. Reid shook his head as he stood, pacing around the room, "JJ, you're doing the face wrong." He laughed as he turned around facing the group again. Unaware that the memory had activated his mutation, and a shine dropped over his body as it shifted in the blink of the eye and Morgan was then standing in front of the group. The surprised and slightly put out face they had seen on Morgan's face at the moment of the talk down.
"Reid! What the hell?!" Prentiss exclaimed as they all jumped back at the sight of Morgan in front of them now causing Reid to look down at his body and his eyes go wide and mouth dropped when he realised what had happened.
"Um, I have an explanation." He rushed out, holding Morgan's hands up as he stood there, trying to get his mind working fast enough to try and find a round-a-bout way of telling the female team members about his status.
"You're a mutant?" Garcia said before he could definitely come up with a way to explain to them.
"Yeah, well… yeah. I was recruited as part of the mutant initiation program. I shapeshift and can mimic anything or anyone." He said, not having changed back from Morgan's body yet. Expecting a disgusted look and being sent out of the office. What he didn't expect was for JJ to turn around to him, bright eyes and laughing, as she darted to hug him and was then enveloped in the arms of the other two women.
"God Spence, why didn't you tell us?" JJ asked as she stepped back.
So from there Spencer explained to them the conditions of his entry to the bureau, including his sworn to secrecy.
"so what can you do exactly?" Garcia asked, curiosity glistening in her eyes as she looked at her junior G-man who had taken shape of her 'Sugar Shack.'
They watched the man stutter, strange watching the way embarrassment light up Derek Morgan's face in a way that wouldn't be seen on the man himself. "I'm a shapeshifter," He mumbled as the light shimmered again and he appeared in his own body again. "I can shift into anything or anyone." He explained before the shimmering reappeared and he was replaced by a chocolate brown cat with a white patch on his chest. Circling between Garcia's feet before hoping onto the couch between Prentiss and JJ and changing back again. "I'm also a mimic, I can copy anything I see another person do, or when I touch them I can mimic them perfectly, they get stored in my mind, because of my memory meaning I only have to touch someone once. Like with Morgan, I can perfectly mimic him, his voice and anything else that makes him who he is. If I touch a mutant, I can store and mimic their own powers to use as my own if the need arises." He explained as he sunk into the seat a little bit. Seeing the girls light up at his explanation. Leading to more laughter as they made him display his powers very obviously by making him change into Hotch.
Slowly they went back to their previous topic, this time with Spencer being able to mimic perfectly what had happened. The girls laughing as Spencer paraded around as Morgan. Laughing as he was suddenly pulled onto Garcia's lap. One arm wrapping around her neck at the very moment that the door swung open and admitted the three other men on the team, including the one that Spencer was currently mimicking.
Hotch smirked to himself as he saw the scene in front of them, while Morgan and Rossi stood there frozen, mouths dropping open as they tried to make sense of the second Morgan who was standing up and walking towards the one whom had just entered.
They watched the shimmer take over the second Morgan as his body slimmed and grew. Spencer Reid standing in front of his best friend with a lazy smirk.
"I see you have decided to inform the team, Reid." Hotch spoke, unable to keep the smile out of his features, he had obviously known about Reid's recruitment as part of the mutant program. Being his unit chief it was necessary knowledge. Yet, he had respected the young doctor's wishes to keep it hidden from the team until such time he was ready to tell them.
"Reid, kid, what the hell?" Morgan gaped at the younger man, who just grinned childishly back and shrugged. "We were talking about the last case." He said as an excuse.
"While I am sure you have explained your mutation to the others, any further explanations will have to wait. We've been requested for a case, specifically Reid, they need you." Hotch spoke as he nodded out of the door. "Conference room now and I'll debrief." He explained.
Hotch turned and walked off, while the rest stayed for a brief moment. "So kiddo, anymore secrets we need to know?" Rossi asked as the girls stood up to make their way to the conference room with them.
Reid shrugged and smirked, reaching inside the collar of his work shirt he tugged on a chain that would commonly hold dog tags and showed off a white gold band with a small line of rubies pressed into the side. "I'm married?" he asked more than said before tucking it back into his shirt and moving to follow Hotch to the conference room, leaving more shocked faces behind. The silence broken by Garcia's squeal as she rushed after them.
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The team sat in their spaces around their conference table, all their eyes flickering to Reid who was sitting innocently looking up at Hotch and feely toying with the ring on the chain around his neck.
Their unit chief stood in front of them all and cleared his throat to get their attention before he launched into an explanation of their case.
"So recently the organized crime unit has been narrowing down on a section of a nationwide crime syndicate in California. Unfortunately they don't have any agents willing to go undercover as they have already been seen in their positions on the TV. They need two people to go undercover, who are less likely to get recognised. Ideally they want two females to have a chance of getting close to the leader of this branch. They are hoping by taking down this section then they would be a step closer to the head of the syndicate. Which is why Reid they have asked for you and Prentiss. JJ you can't go because you have been broadcasted enough on TV that you would be easily recognisable." Hotch explained as he showed them pictures of the people they were to be looking at. "We have meanwhile been asked to get form the information in to a profile to see if we can assist in profiling who would be more likely to be the head of this syndicate." He spoke and looked at both Reid and Prentiss to see their hesitant nods at going along with this so far.
It was Reid who spoke up first funny enough "Do you need me to look specific or just like a female version of myself?" He asked curiously, trying to picture in his mind if he would need to shapeshift various body parts separately.
"No, you should be fine as yourself, will you need to go buy clothing?" Hotch asked as he handed Reid a credit card, "this card is attached the Bureau's account, they will fund anything you deem necessary to maintain your cover." He said as Reid took it and nodded before standing up. "You have a little over 90 minutes until wheels up, so take the card, get all the things you will need and meet us back here. You can't shift until we get here just in case they see you walking into the station with FBI agents. Do you need anyone to go with for the shopping?" He asked as he prepared to inform the rest of the team their parts. Reid having been informed how he would act undercover when he was first hired as part of the team.
"I'll be back in an hour then. I'll be fine, I know the sizing and everything, and I'll meet you back here." He spoke as he slung his messenger back over his shoulder and made his way to the door to catch the metro towards the shopping centre where he could pick out things that he believed would fit the profile they wanted him to play with this case.
It was little over an hour later where Spencer pushed a full suitcase into the BAU bullpen and sat it near his desk. The sleek hard case fit in with the style perfectly and didn't look too feminine or masculine meaning he could use it in either body.
"holy shit kid, you really used that card to your advantage," Morgan spoke as he appeared beside the man who was now looking sceptically at the case.
"yeah I don't think Hotch will like the receipts I have, but I couldn't just go to Walmart, they want me to play a specific part and I needed the clothes that would show that." He spoke with a huff as he put the bag with the receipts on the desk with a wince, "no definitely not going to like it." He sighed as Prentiss, JJ and Garcia made an appearance to try and look inside the case that Spencer was keeping firmly shut until he shifted later. The girls had gone to Prentiss' house to pack her some things and a quick stop at a different shop to get things she was missing.
Before Reid really knew what was happening they were on their way, boarding the plane and each taking their seats. Which the girls then took as down time between discussing the case and getting into character. Meaning they used this time to question Reid about his revelation regarding his marital status.
"So who's the lucky girl?" Garcia gushed, which in turn cause Reid to turn bright red at the assumption.
"Garcia, he's not a girl." He whispered his voice low and his head ducked to avoid any looks he may get regarding his sexual orientation. He knew they harboured no feeling towards his mutant status and they didn't seem discriminatory against gender preference, yet he couldn't stop himself from being extremely nervous over their reactions.
"I win!" Prentiss exclaimed suddenly, drawing all eyes to her as she laid a hand out to Morgan, "20 bucks, give it over." She grinned brightly, making a hurrying motion with her hand. Reid looked startled between the pair as Morgan huffed and grabbed his wallet from his go bag to fork out the $20.
"What-?" he trailed off, not having expected this reaction from his friends, having expected at least a little bit of hostility, especially from Morgan, given his past. Yet maybe he was judging his friend too harshly, maybe he had just let all the fears be brought to life.
"You never talk about your love life and I made a bet with Morgan that when you settled down it would be with a man, but Morgan seemed to like to think you would be a ladies man." She laughed at the almost pouting like expression on Morgan's face, even if the joy sparkling in his eyes betrayed the sulk.
Reid was stunned for a moment more and then burst into a grin as he looked at the team that he took as family.
"So tell us about your man, Spence." JJ spoke next as she unashamedly leaned forward on one elbow to not miss a moment. Spencer blushed brightly at this.
"He's a couple years older than me, umm, he's from Louisiana. He actually has met Will before – He lived in New Orleans." He said nodding to JJ, who looked a little taken back by that. "His accent is really heavy, it affects his speaking sometimes." The more he spoke, the slightly more dreamy his tone became. "We met when I was eight years old, got married when just before I started at the academy. He's a mutant too, except his is more physical. He has these eyes…" He trailed off as he blinked himself back into the present and saw all the slightly teasing yet proud faces smiling at him.
"He sounds prefect for you kid." Morgan spoke, reaching out to put an arm around Reid's shoulder to ground him into the present moment a bit more.
"Junior G-man, you think you could show him to us?" Garcia asked playfully, and blinked hopefully up at Reid. Now knowing about his mutation it allowed them to ask more open questions.
Reid looked at her nervously before nodding and adjusting his seating position so he sprawled rather than sitting rod straight. He closed his eyes and a second later the shimmer appeared again, replacing his recently cropped hair with shoulder length auburn hair, his complete outfit changing as a trench coat spread out beneath him, splaying onto the couch. He blinked his eyes open again and the team immediately saw what he meant when he had trailed off. Showing off the black sclera and red iris, his facial features quirked in a sly smirk that was almost cocky.
"Wow Spence, you scored well." JJ Laughed as Garcia squealed and moved to sit next to Spencer to be able to inspect him closer.
"Seriously Reid, holy shit." Prentiss commented as she looked back at Morgan and Rossi to find them stunned silent while Hotch sat with a small knowing smirk.
"je sais chere." Spencer replied in a flawless Cajun-French accent. JJ immediately picking up on it from Will. He grinned at them as he let himself shimmer again and change back, running a hand through his hair when it shortened again. "Yeah, that's him." He spoke, his cheeks tinging red at the looks of awe he was getting.
"Kid, what was with the armour?" Rossi asked having picked up on the specific outfit, unable to deny that it felt familiar.
Reid flushed darker at this, "He's, his name is Remy, he's part of the X-men." He said with a slight flinch worried about their reaction with his connect to a supposedly terrorist organisation.
"He's good to you?" Morgan spoke up, looking critically at Reid, the man he considered to be his little brother and hoping he wouldn't have to ruin Reid's supposed happiness.
"He's amazing, he's saved my life more than I could ever thank him for. He helped me learn to use and control my powers, he was my best friend when I was younger." He spoke, his eyes filled with memories and emotions that made the team smile.
"Good, that's all we want." Morgan smiled softly, before he turned to look at Hotch, who had stayed silent through the whole reveal. "You knew this?" He asked of the older man.
"Yes, when Reid was put onto our team I was briefed on why he had been recruited, other than his intellect that Gideon had found. After about two weeks working with us, I had an intruder in my office once you had all gone home. Apparently his husband is very protective of him and had come to 'source' us out so to speak. Reid came in while I was comforting him in my office and we were properly introduced to each other." Hotch explained while Spencer continued to blush before rising to go get himself a cup of coffee from the pot at the back of the plane.
When he returned the conversation had changed back to the case.
The arrival at the station happened smoothly, as they met with the organised crime squad and were briefed on their end of things. Then the team were escorted to their hotel where Reid would change and Prentiss would get into character.
Spencer disappeared into the bathroom with his case when they arrived to get ready in private.
When he wasn't done after 30 minutes Morgan knocked on the door. "Reid, man, hurry up, we don't have all day for you to make yourself look beautiful." Morgan huffed and headed back to the man room where the rest were waiting. Prentiss was wearing black skin-tight jeans and a ruffled red silk shirt, her makeup done and outfit completed with ankle boots with an impressive heel.
After another 5 minutes, just as Morgan was about to walk back to the bathroom, this time with Garcia, the door opened.
To saw that team was stunned would be an understatement. They looked up in awe as their team member walked in. They could see the similarities, obviously noticing other than the sex change he hadn't changed his features further. Or rather she hadn't.
Spencer stood in front of them, fidgeting slightly at the staring as they took in the new look.
Now dressed in a black leather skater skirt, a turtle neck, mid-rift shirt and heeled combat boots. Large hoops hanging from each ear, lips painted in a blood red, while eyes were outlined in deep black, and made already long eyelashes even longer. To top it off, long deep brown hair was tied in a high pony tail and still reached the bottom of her shoulder blades.
"Shit Reid, I didn't expect that, don't know what I did, but wow kid." Morgan huffed looking at the man – now woma in front of him. One that if he saw her in a club would hit on immediately.
"Wait 187, first, you look absolutely stunning honey. Second, can we call you she? It might get confusing?" The tech analyst asked, curious as she approached him to look at his well-done makeup.
"I think that may be for the best Garcia, it would save confusion," she said with a smile, "I kinda shrunk, I'm about 5 foot 7 now." She sighed softly and sat on the chair, curling her legs under her.
"You look good kiddo, definitely convincing, but I have to ask. Did you do the makeup yourself and buy those clothes?" at this questioned caused the newly female Spencer to flush bright red.
"Um…ummm, yeah." She stuttered, "when I was a teenager, after my powers came in, I realised that in college, girls are more socially accepted as being different, I was always seen as smaller and weaker, which is unaccepted for boys in college. No matter intelligence, so I used to go to college like this. Spencer can be a uni-sex name so I didn't have to change it. Remy taught me how to shop for myself, what clothes looked good in this form, it never really stuck with my usual body, no matter how much he tried. I picked up on the makeup when puberty hit." She flushed. Looking down in slight embarrassment at just having admitted to going to college as a female.
"Well now everyone has marvelled in Reid's Cinderella transformation, can we get back to the case." Hotch spoke, although they could see the sparkle of mischief in the stern unit chief's eyes.
An hour later saw Spencer and Prentiss walking into the auto-shop that was being used as a cover for some of the crime syndicate's jobs. Their 'reputations' had been sent out in rumours and their covers were in place as they walked in. A slight sway to Spencer's hips due to what she had been told to portray. Their name's had stayed close to real life so they wouldn't be too confused. Spencer going by 'Spence' and Emily by just 'Em.'
They were brought in easily, with a flash of a smile from both of them, and brought into the office, where their target was working out of at the back of the shop. Just because they knew their mission, didn't mean they were entirely comfortable with the fact. Emily was to play Spencer's best friend, while Spencer had to use her abilities to get close to the unsub and extract information from him for the profile, meaning she would have to cosy up to the man.
The initial meeting went well, Spencer flirting like her life depended on it, while Emily answered basic questions and gushed in places but didn't speak overly.
Their first issue however was as they were leaving the office, their unsub – one James Hardwin, had his arms around both girls shoulder's as he lead them to the main back of shop, where they would actually work out of. Part of their cover involved being skilled assassins, which is what had gotten James' interest.
As they walked into the shop Spencer had to fight the urge not to freeze. The figure standing at a far Corvette, had a very familiar body shape to Spencer and the trench coat was unmistakable. Spencer smiled politely at James as he invited Emily over to look at their new 'purchase,' as she had come under the assumption of being a mechanic and machinery tech. Spencer instead swayed her hips as she walked over to the car that Remy was currently bent over. Bracing her elbows on the bonnet and bending over enough, that she knew would give her figure the best curve. Letting the energy she could mimic from Remy's charge fill her so that the car glowed slightly pink.
"Hey handsome, what's a pretty one like you doing over here? All on your lonesome?" She said, her voice teasing and playful as she caught Remy's attention. Seeing the moment the man's empathetic charm recognised her signature and he immediately connected the dots. Narrowing the black-on-Red eyes at her as she just grinned back – letting the pink disappear at Remy's recognition.
"Bonjour, mon mari," She laughed lightly, a perfect mimic of Remy's ability to speak flawless French. Seeing the way he scowled at her.
"Penny," he warned, wanting to know just why she was there, in a situation he would deem as too dangerous for her, regardless of her powers and status as an FBI agent.
"Spence, c'mon we gotta go." Emily's voice rung over to the pair at the car and Spencer perked up and smiled over at her, seeing as Emily made the connection to who Spencer was speaking to and the form she had taken in the jet.
"Sorry honey, duty calls." She said with a slight sigh to Remy, his eyes darting over him as she leaned forward to whisper her hotel and room number in his ear so that he would know to stop by later.
She skipped off towards Emily where an arm was wrapped around her shoulder by James. Flashing a smile over her other shoulder at Remy who had a tight scowl and jealous look on his face.
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Barely two hours later and the door to the hotel room knocked and Spencer opened it with a grin to see Remy. Immediately jumping on him to connect their lips. Remy's hands bracing her hips as he led her back into the room without breaking the connection. Using his foot to close the door behind him as they entered the room. Spencer wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling their body's flush to each other. Remy's hands starting to stop lower as a clearing of someone's throat sounded from behind them.
Separating with a startled shock, Remy looked up as Spencer looked over her shoulder, to see Emily standing, leaning against the door frame to the bedroom watching the two of them with a slight flush to her cheeks. Spencer's face immediately went bright red,
"oh Emily, as you can guess this is Remy. Remy this is Emily Prentiss, I work with her." Spencer introduced, her voice slightly lower in embarrassment.
Emily raised an eyebrow but laughed softly, "nice to meet you Remy, just thought I'd let you know I am Spencer's roommate for this case," she said with a wink, "I'll let you two be with yourself, I'll set up the skype call with the team in the next room." She said and headed towards the bedroom she had claimed as her own.
Spencer flushed and buried his face in Remy's shoulder as the elder Cajun laughed softly, "Bonjour Chere, Nice t' meet y', Penny has told me a lot 'bout y' and y' team." He said with a laugh as he pulled back from Spencer as something passed over his face at Emily's mention of the case and he looked down at the now shorter female, who was usually his husband. Spencer having taken off the heels when they had returned to the hotel.
As soon as Emily left the room, Remy turned on Spencer. "Dat be the question Remy wants to ask." He said his voice slightly harder as Spencer flinched back from him, knowing where this conversation was going. "what y' doin' here Penny, what y' doin' wit' dat connard?" Remy spoke his voice hinting at both anger an concern.
"I'm doing my job Remy, we got called in on a case to her the organised crime unit, they needed two people undercover, preferably female and JJ is too publically recognised, you know it was part of my contract when I signed onto the FBI, I would be more likely called in on undercover missions." She spoke fast, trying to placate the older man before they turned into an all-out argument over her safety once again. As it was a familiar topic to them both.
"There be a difference between undercover work and dis, y' could get caught Penny, y' could get killed. Dere is still a bounty up f' y' head, mon amour." Remy's voice turned slightly desperate at this which made Spencer straighten up and scowl in response.
"I'm an FBI agent, I know how to protect myself, and you don't think I didn't think of this side of things. I'm being careful Remy, I know what I'm doing." She said, her tone that little bit snooty if=t gets whenever she feels like she is being treated like a child.
"obviously y' don't, y' riskin' y' life cher," Remy snarled, his muscles tensing.
"How's it going Prentiss?" Hotch asked as the team appeared on the computer screen, looking eagerly at her and looking slightly disappointed that Spencer wasn't with her.
"Alright, we've got settled, Hardwin has taken the bait, he believes our stories and we are being introduced to everything around here." She said with a sigh as the voices in the next room raised in an argument. "We may have just one little issue," she huffed.
"What, are you okay?" Rossi interjected looking around her to try and see an immediate threat that wasn't there.
"it looks like we weren't the only ones to notice Hardwin's connections and the possibility to take down the organisation. It seems the X-men did aswell. Remy is here, which as you can guess has led to a lovely reunion between he and Reid. But they've spent the last half an hour arguing next door. Something about Reid putting himself in immense danger being here, and a bounty on his head." She sighed as the voices next-door fell silent and the door opened hesitantly. Spencer's head poked through and he sheepishly made his way to the bed where Prentiss was laying with the laptop. Taking up the place next to her as Remy followed and settled on the edge of the bed.
"You two done fighting?" Prentiss asked with a tease and a smirk as the team on the computer laughed at their expense.
Spencer stayed silent until a look sent from Remy and a nudge from the woman made him turn to face the Cajun. Remy raised an eyebrow and sighed, "y' tell dem now Penny, or I'm takin' y' home." He warned, and saw the way Spencer's face went red in a mixture of embarrassment and rage.
"What's going on pretty boy?" Morgan asked, "Prentiss said she heard something about you having a bounty on your head?" Morgan asked again when he didn't get an immediate answer, worried about the one he thought of as a little brother (maybe sister now that he was looking at a female version).
Reid blew out a breath and mentally prepared herself for what she was to say. "I am afraid I have not been entirely honest with you all. I do have one more secret I have kept from you." She sighed. "I think this would be best summarized with three points." They could see as she got her courage up and Remy wrapped an arm around her shoulders and whispered in her ear.
"Okay, here it goes." She said before taking one last breath to steady herself, "I am not an only child, my dad did not leave me when I was ten, and my last name is not Reid." She rushed out. Looking at the stunned faces in front of her and Emily to her side.