AN: Warning this does actually contain personal experiences: Guess which ones?
"Come on Reid! Tell me anything" Morgan badgered Reid. The man in question just went into the coffee room and started to make himself a cup of his sickly sweet coffee. "No again Morgan. Why are you so insistent with questioning whom I choose to correspond with?"
"Because pretty boy I want to know if you have a little sweet stuff on the side." Said Morgan as he sat on the counter next to where Reid was still adding more sugar to his coffee.
"I do not. The letters are off my mom" Reid stared into Morgan's eyes and suppressed the usual flurry of emotion.
With that said Reid left Morgan on his counter.
A week and a Case later
Morgan cornered Reid again on his way to get some more coffee and practically begged him to go out with him for a drink, while the rest of the team was busy with either reports or other activities. Reid was fast with his and Morgan's usually just consisted of "I broke down a door" and repeats of what the others say in theirs and a few interview scripts consisting of "I stood guard at the door".
They were fine after the first drink and Reid had work the next morning so ordered a bottle of whiskey to go. They ended up back at Reid's. While Reid was drunk but still coherent Morgan was more of a heavy weight and wasn't drunk but pleasantly buzzed. They began to share tales of their past. Morgan learnt a few tales about Reid such as the time when the science department that Reid was a part of created a form of moonshine for a Christmas party. Morgan shared tales of his first driving lesson and the lamppost he hit. Morgan then told a tale about when he was a kid he made his mom breakfast in bed but he burnt the toast and put OJ by mistake in the cereal but his mother still ate it.
Reid laughed like the drunken man he was. Reid counted with "Hahahaha my mom had episodes where I had to cook and sometimes actually thought I was poisoning her and often threw the food back at me or up the walls or floor."
"Reid, that's horrible man. I am sorry." Morgan replied but Reid just laughed in a self depreciating way "That's nothing I had to wear a cat collar with bell for 6 months after my mom was convinced I was sneaking up on her!"
Morgan really didn't know what to say but he didnt have to as Reid passed out. Morgan carried Spence in his arms to place him on his bed and locked the door behind him as he left.
Morgan's last thought before he went to sleep was "cat collars and poisoning... how did no one realise?"