A/N: Um yeah, here comes the promised sequel to Perfectly Blind. I know it has been a long time and I've promised the sequel much earlier, but I was kind of discouraged by the lack of reviews for the last chapter of Perfectly Blind, so writing the story has kind of been pushed back for other stories *sigh* But now I found the unfinished first chapter and decided that I liked Perfectly Blind too much to just abandon the sequel... and I really hope you will like the sequel too *smiles*
Oh and before anyone gets confused, the old case I refer to in this chapter has never happened and doesn't exist...
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Comments would of course be most appreciated *puppy dog eyes*
And please keep in mind that English isn't my native language, so I really hope there aren't too many grammar mistakes *smiles sheepishly*
Most of all, have fun reading the sequel of Perfectly Blind: How I'm living now
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Summary: SEQUEL TO PERFECTLY BLIND: Morgan and Reid are back, but of course problems arise. Reid's eyes are still not okay and in addition to that, someone tries to come between the couple... THIS IS SLASH (REID/MORGAN), just so that you're warned...
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Disclaimer: None of the CM characters belong to me… I just borrowed them for this little story… my OC'S do belong to me though… this story doesn't mean to offend anybody… this is just for fun… and not for money either...
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How I'm living now
Chapter 1
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"Hotch, we have a new case."
Jennifer Jareau, better known as JJ, poked her head into Aaron Hotchner's office, a thick pack of files in her hand.
Hotch sighed and nodded.
"Gather the team in the conference room, I'll be with you shortly," he answered and closed the file he had been reading on his desk, while JJ only nodded and was gone again.
Then he took his suit jacket from the back of his chair and slowly walked over to the conference room where his team was already gathered.
He let his eyes travel over Penelope Garcia, Emily Prentiss, David Rossi and JJ, before his eyes came to rest on the two newest members of the team.
They had been assigned to this team for four months now and so Hotch had gotten to know both of them very well.
There was Richard Mannings, a seasoned profiler that had been temporarily reassigned from another team as long as Derek and Spencer were on leave.
The man was in his mid-forties and had proofed to be a valuable addition to the team.
Richard had also fit in easily, because the rest of the team had already known him, because they had worked together with his team on several occasions.
Right now Richard had his nose already in the file, reading with interest what the case was about, occasionally running a hand through his slightly gray hair.
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Hotch then looked at Hunter McBright.
He was young and fresh from academy and Strauss had thought that Hotch's team was the right one to prepare him for what being a profiler was all about.
By now Hotch wasn't sure if it was an honor that Strauss seemed to think that they were capable of doing it or if it was punishment.
Because, yes, Hunter had graduated with good grades and from what Hotch had gathered until now, he would be a great profiler one day when he had more experience and training.
No, the biggest problem with McBright was his attitude. He was cocky, bordering on arrogant and he let people around him feel when he thought they were beneath him.
Hunter was a good looking young man, blonde hair, bright blue eyes and a nice smile, well at least when there wasn't that sneer present in it.
Why he acted like that, well, Hotch hadn't been able to figure that out yet, no matter if he was a profiler.
At first he had thought that it was, because Hunter had been unsure coming onto a team that had been working together for years now and had tried to hide his insecurities behind his attitude.
But that couldn't be the reason, because the team had done everything to make it easier for him to fit in, but Hunter had never been interested in joining the group outside of work.
Every once in a while Hotch considered asking Chief Strauss to assign Hunter to another team, but he had always reconsidered, wanting to give the younger man a fair chance.
And then Morgan or Reid had called, asking if everything was okay with the team and Hotch had always said yes, because he didn't want to worry them too much, because with Spencer's treatment they had enough to worry about.
Besides, none of the team had really complained about Hunter, because they all knew his assigment to the team was only temporary.
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Hotch sighed a little and ran a hand through his hair, before he nodded to Garcia to start the briefing, since JJ had started to profile more and more ever since Morgan and Reid had left for Germany.
And she was quite good at it, so Aaron let her and Garcia was more than capable of handling JJ's role in the briefings.
Garcia gave him a small smile and then she turned serious, putting seven photographs of young women up on the screen.
She pointed to the last photo.
"This is Julia Reynolds, 21, found dead in her apartment yesterday night. She was repeatedly stabbed in her arms and legs, but cause of death was suffocation. She is the seventh victim in the last three months. All young women between 20 and 30, single, stabbed in the arms and legs and suffocated with a plastic bag," Garcia explained shortly, because the details were in the case files, so it was unnecessary for her to repeat all of them.
Rossi looked at the pictures, deep in thought and then he murmured: "Somehow the MO is familiar, but I can't really place it."
The rest of the team looked at him and they all waited for Rossi to say more, or to get up and go into his office to look into one of the many books about past serial killers.
And Dave was already halfway standing in his chair, when suddenly a voice from the doorway interrupted them.
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"St. Louis, 1982, Mark Whitman murdered eleven woman, same MO."
The voice was familiar and huge grins spread on everyone's faces, well except Hunter's, while they whipped around, all looking at the entrance to the conference room.
"Spence!" JJ nearly squealed and was out of her chair in a second and hugged Dr. Spencer Reid, who had appeared in the doorway totally out of the blue and totally unexpected, two months before anyone had expected him back.
"Derek!"
Garcia's own happy squeal mixed with JJ and she too was out of her chair before any of the others could react and threw herself at her chocolate Adonis.
Morgan smiled and kissed Garcia's forehead.
"Hey baby girl, I see you missed me," he smiled and then looked at the rest of the team, before putting a hand on Reid's shoulder.
JJ had let go of the young genius by now and looked him up and down.
He did look a lot better than when they had left, she decided, but what she didn't like were the huge sunglasses on his eyes and the white cane in his hand.
It was an indicator that Spencer's eyesight still wasn't back, or at least not completely back.
But she decided not to comment on it for now.
Hotch, Emily, Rossi and even Richard had stood up and had come over to the two men.
Emily hugged both and Dave patted both men on the shoulder and Hotch firmly shook Derek's hand before giving Reid's shoulder a squeeze.
"Why are you back already?" he questioned, totally forgetting about the briefing for now.
But he immediately realized that it was a sensitive question, because Spencer tensed and Derek put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"Not now, Hotch," he mouthed and Aaron only nodded.
To change the subject, he quickly asked: "So, I know we're technically on leave, but can we help with the new profile somehow. We've heard enough and if you'd just give us a file."
The rest of the team smiled and Emily was about to hand a file to Morgan, when Hotch stopped her.
"I'm sorry Derek, but I can't do that. As you said, you're on leave and Chief Strauss hasn't cleared you yet," he explained with regret in his voice.
He saw Spencer's face fall even more and he quickly hastened to add: "But you've helped already by pointing out the St. Louis case. Now we have a good starting point."
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Reid smiled a little and Morgan did too.
Hotch could see that the team was itching to ask more questions why they were back and why they hadn't told them.
"Why don't you go to the break room, get yourselves a coffee and we'll have a quick talk once the briefing is over and before we board the plane?"
Derek nodded.
"Come on, Pretty Boy," he said and both men were about to leave, when suddenly Hunter, who had now recovered from his surprise, appeared beside the two men.
He barely spared Reid a glance, but he gave Morgan a big smile and extended his hand.
"Hello, you must be Derek Morgan. I've heard a lot about you and I'm really pleased to meet you. I'm Hunter McBright."
Morgan eyed the young man in front of him a little confused, but he returned the smile a little awkwardly, because Garcia hadn't really talked about the young man.
"Nice to meet you too," he said and then he put an arm around Spencer's shoulders, because the young genius had turned his head towards them and since he still wasn't able to see, he had no idea what was going on.
"This is Dr. Spencer Reid," he introduced his boyfriend.
Hunter only nodded, but he didn't really make a move to greet the young genius, who only gave an awkward wave, hoping it was somehow in the right direction.
Morgan frowned at the attitude Hunter showed Spencer, but then he shrugged it off for now, deciding he had other things to worry about.
"Well, we'll let you get on with the briefing now and if you need our help, we'll be in the break room," he told his team and gave them all a small smile, before pulling Spencer a little closer and leaving the room.
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What Morgan didn't notice were the appreciative looks Hunter threw him, or better his ass and frankly, if he hadn't noticed, he wouldn't have cared.
But Garcia of course noticed and a frown came onto her face and she decided that she'd keep an eye on Hunter McBright from now on.
The last thing Reid and Morgan needed was someone trying to make trouble for them, and by the way Hunter had acted towards Morgan and especially the cold and dismissive way he had treated Spencer gave her the creeps.
She might not be a profiler, but she had common sense and she swore to herself that no one would mess with her chocolate muffin and her baby genius if she could help it.
How much her help would be needed in the next weeks, well she didn't have the slightest idea right now, but she would soon find out.
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to be continued, if you're interested...