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Morgan fidgets with his front door until he lets himself in.
Clooney whines as Morgan stoops down, rubbing behind his ear and planting a kiss on his head. Clooney yips before tottering off to the backyard. Morgan half smiles as he closes the door.
"Outside it is then."
Morgan throws his bag near the door, shedding jacket end shoes like second skins.
He patters to the kitchen, go to the faucet for a glass of water…think that maybe he needs something stronger to knock the memories loose.
Squeezing his eyes shut, he tried to stop reliving the nightmare the team was forced to dig up again. Aren't their memories enough? Isn't the fact that over twenty lives will never be the same, thanks to one man?
Why does Strauss find the need to torment Hotch whenever she can? To ruin all their lives, to tear them all apart?
Morgan leans heavily against the sink, hot tears scalding their way down his face.
Morgan respected Haley, if anything and now Hotch?
No he doesn't want to think about any of this right now.
But he can't help but think that he would like to kill Strauss or anyone else that thinks that they could mess with his team, his family and get away with it.
"Little Jack, does that mean that Hotch will leave the team? I mean I wouldn't blame him, but…" Morgan thinks to himself.
He groans at the memories that flood back in…and is startled by a knock on the door. Morgan heads to the door. Looking through the peephole, he throws open the door.
"Pretty boy? Are you okay?" Moran's voice is tight, concern laced through his body.
He touches Reid slightly on the shoulder.
Reid can't meet Morgan's eyes as he leans on his cane.
"I'm…uh sorry if I disturbed you. I uh…" his voice cracks as he finally looks up.
"I didn't…I didn't know where else to go and I thought maybe…" Reid whispers, red-rimmed eyes spill over.
"Reid come in, come in, God, are you okay?" Morgan tugs him by the arm, leading him inside.
Reid shakes his head as he limps into the door.
Morgan pushes it firmly shut behind him, locking it, and turns to see Reid tumble.
Morgan catches him before he falls, hugging Reid against his chest as Reid lets out a high pitch cry, body jerking painfully against Morgan's.
Morgan runs his fingers through his hair.
"I'm- so- sorry Derek." Reid gasps out before crying even harder.
Morgan's heart leaps to his throat as his body tightens.
This has thoroughly fucked them all up.
Morgan strokes Reid's hair, murmuring comforting sounds into his hair.
"Shh…" Morgan hums, rocking them gently.
After a while, Reid finally stills, eyes closed as he laid his head on Morgan's chest.
"Don't wanna go home." Reid mumbles thickly.
"You don't have to kid. You can stay here as long as you need." Morgan says.
"Come on, let's go get some rest." Morgan rises, lifting Reid up, carrying him to his room.
He places him on the edge of the bed, pulling off Reid's shoes and tie.
Reid looks down and starts working on his shirt. Morgan gently pushes Reid's hands away, working on the buttons loose with deft fingers.
Morgan takes in a sharp breath at the shock of pale white skin. He wills his mind not to go to places he knows will hurt even more than usual when Reid's this close, when Reid leaves.
Morgan pushes Reid under the covers.
"Sleep Kid." He brushes finger tips over Reid's jaw.
Reid grips Morgan's wrist.
"No please, don't leave…I can't—I don't want to be alone. Skin." Reid squeezes his eyes shut, trying to avoid Morgan's gaze.
Morgan sighs, pulling off his own shirt.
"Alright," Morgan whispers crawling into bed.
Reid immediately buries himself into Morgan's side, Morgan makes a noise at the feeling of skin against skin, Reid's hair tickling his shoulder.
Morgan slides both arms around Reid, pulling him closer. Morgan knows he'll pay for this later, but for now, he can only focus on Reid's breath slowing and heartbeat that thuds against his in time.
Morgan presses a kiss to the top of Reid's head.
"I wish you knew Reid how much I love you." Morgan murmurs.
Reid's eyes flutter closed.