Another working day had passed slowly. Normally I wouldn't mind going to work, the complete opposite I enjoyed it, but lately it had only been desk jobs. No criminals to catch.
I was happy for JJ and Hotchner, because they got to have more time with their respectively sons. Garcia and Morgan had their, well deserved, night outs. Rossi and Emily visited that new Italian exhibition of the famous new art museum in New York. Also, I got to pass more quality times with Thomas and Newt. However, I still missed chasing the bad guys. It's always a good distraction from my complicated relationship with Morgan.
When I came back from my week vacation he changed his way of behaving around me drastically. His jokes and comments were more sensitive, he stopped picking up strange girls when we all go out and focused on teaching me how to dance. He also, picked me up from home and gave me a lift there when work was over. We even spend each Friday night, which we don't have a case, watching a movie and eating food that Newt cooked, to practice for his classes. Morgan made a huge effort to make my nephew and Mate like him, too.
This kind of behavior would make me think that he was interested in me, in a romantic way. But he never made a move or asked me out. Which confuses me a lot, especially since I don't know if I was seeing things or not.
"Reid!" Talking about Rome, I thought "Were you trying to get home before me?" questioned me Morgan "Remember that we have our Friday nights movie today".
"Sorry Morgan" I apologized tiredly "Is that I have a lot of stuff in my head lately" I tried to explain.
"When don't you?" he joked, making me laugh. The truest laugh I had in a long time "Baby doll what's wrong?" Morgan asked Garcia.
She, with Emily and JJ, was gaping and standing still in front of the F.B.I's building. Morgan and I looked at each other, wearing the same confused expression, before exiting the building.
"What is going... Derek?!" I exclaimed surprised by what I was seeing. In front of me, leaning against a red Ferrari, was Derek Hale "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in Beacon Hills?" a huge smile appeared in my face.
I walked towards him and let him hug me "I had to go to New York for work" he told me, with a smile of his own "So I decided to come to Washington to see how you, Thomas and Newt were doing".
"The guys would love to see you, they've been missing you a lot" I told him happily. Since our bonding, during that week in Beacon Hills, we had kept on touch and strengthened our friendship.
"What about dinner then?" he asked me "I have to be back home soon, so I only have today and tomorrow free".
"I can manage" I assured him "I am sure that Morgan won't mind passing tonight's movie for another time".
"Morgan?" he questioned me and raised an eyebrow unimpressed. He then turned his attention to my friends and glared at the one I secretly loved "Then he won't mind me giving you the ride back home either. We have a lot of stuff to talk about" with that said he wrapped an arm around my shoulders and guided me inside the Ferrari "So that's the famous Derek Morgan you told me so much about" he commented, once we were in our way to my house.
"Yes" I replied with a light blush and looking at my hands "Don't tell anything to Thomas and Newt. They like him very much and I don't want that relationship, in which Morgan worked very hard to built, to be affected by my one-sided love" Derek laughed at me. Not a simple and common Hale's chuckle, but a whole hearted laughter "What?".
"Spencer you really can be dense sometimes" he said, with an amused tone "The only thing I could smell coming from Morgan, while I had my hands on you, was jealousy, envy, anger, hurt and longing" my eyes widened with each word that left Derek's mouth. Could it be that Morgan has feelings for me? I thought hopefully "And I am sure that Newt smelled the attraction you both felt, as well. And he surely told Thomas about it too. We both know that the little cub tells my brother in law everything".
"You love saying that" I
told him with a smile "This is it" I apartment, when we reached the building of my apartment.
"Alpha!" exclaimed Newt gleefully as soon as we entered the flat. The blond werewolf jumped on Derek and hugged the life out of the older man "What are you doing here?" I could almost see the puppy's tail, of Newt, swinging from side to side in happiness.
"I was at New York for work and decided to pay a visit to my pack" he answered looking fondly at us... the three of us.
"I am pack as well?" I asked shocked but happy.
"Of course you are!" Thomas told me.
"Indeed" continued Derek "You play the role of the elder of the pack".
"What is an elder?" inquired Newt.
"Elders are the oldest members of a pack. They share their wisdom with the rest of the members and they give advice to the Alpha-pair" I explained to him, automatically. I was still in shock by this new information "Why me?".
"Because you are have seen an experienced more than any of us" answered Derek "And you desire the well being of people before yours. That's why I am sure you would never try to take advantage of the power and trust I am giving you".
"Thank you Derek" I told him.
"Now everyone dress nicely, that we are going to have dinner in Bistro Bohem" he ordered. Derek didn't need his Alpha voice to make us follow his command, he had enough authority in his tone to do it alone.
The three of us took a shower and changed our clothes as fast as we could, so we wouldn't lose our reservation. Luckily we didn't.
"Nice car Alph... I mean Derek" praised Newt, as he leafing the menu.
"I liked it too" I told my friend.
"You did?" I nodded my head at his question "Good. Because it's yours Spencer, when I bought it I put it at your name" my jaw dropped to the floor in astonishment.
"You did what?!" I almost shouted.
"Your advice about what I needed to do with the problem of importation of cloth, didn't only saved me from losing a few million dollars. It made me gain the triple of what I was suppose to" Derek explained to me "Knowing that you would never accept money from me, for the work you did for 'Muses', I bought this car as a 'thank you' gift for you".
"I can't accept it" I told him, not believing what I was hearing.
"You will" he commanded "Don't make me use my Alpha voice, Spencer" I sighed, knowing when I am defeated, and nodded my head in surrender "Good. Now let's start with businesses. Spencer I want you to work for my company 'Muses' and for Stiles's chain of restaurants 'Lune'" he told me.
"Wait! You gave my sister your chain of restaurants?" Thomas asked surprised.
"I did. She is a brilliant woman and a great chef. With my help and guidance she will make 'Lune' grow up more than I would have ever done" Derek replied convincing the young ones.
However, I knew the truth. Derek might have meant each word that he had just said. But the principle reason that he chose to give 'Lune' up, was that he still blamed himself for his family's death. And he feels that he is worthy of continuing with the family business. I shares a look with Derek to let him know I understood the truth beneath his words.
"I won't stop working for the F.B.I" I told my friend.
"Good because we don't want you to" he said "We need you to just analyze some situation and tell us the best attack plan. And to correct us when we are inverting the money, in the company, the wrong way. Can you do that?".
"That I can" I answer.
"Perfect! I'll have my secretary send you the contract tomorrow" Derek told me.
"You knew I would accept" I accused him with an amused smile.
"I was hoping so" he just answered but then he turned serious "Another thing I wanted to talk you all about is Stiles".
"What's wrong with my sister?" asked Thomas worriedly.
"She is expecting another litter" he announced.
"What the... you couldn't wait a year before getting her pregnant again?" joked Newt, laughing happily "Congratulations Derek! How many is she caring now?".
"I heard three heart beatings" my friend said proudly. Stupid Alphas and their pregnancy kinks, I thought.
"Take good care of my niece, Derek. Or I'll make sure you wake up in a wolves bane bed" I threatened him but then smiled at the werewolf "Congratulations!".
"I will be an uncle again!" exclaimed my nephew "This really is depressing. It makes me feel so old, and I am only seventeen years old!".
"How do you think I feel?" I asked Thomas "I am twenty six years old and I am already a grand-uncle" they all laughed at me "I am not joking!" their laughter increased. Soon I started laughing with them as well.
We all stopped when the waiter came to take our orders. When he left we resumed our conversation "Newt, Thomas tell me about college. How is it going?" demanded to know Derek.
"Thomy is the best in all his classes!" exclaimed proudly of his mate, Newt "He never gets less than ninety over one hundred.
"You are doing very well, too" added my nephew "Newt's teachers want to get him into one of those cooking contests of t.v" Thomas kissed his Mate's temple sweetly "He is still thinking about it, but I am sure that he will win if he enters".
"I am so proud of you, guys" told them Derek with a huge smile, which he only reserves for pack "You are the best pack ever".
Things seemed so simple and peacefully right now that I whisked things could stay like that... but as always things never go as we want them to.