Summary : Late one night Morgan is awaken by Reid knocking on his door. Reid is agitated and has a feeling that something is going to go wrong. (Bad Summary, I know.) Morgan/Reid SLASH. Don't like, don't read. Rated M for language, violence and adult situation.

A/N - Okay, this is the first fan fiction I have published here. I can't promise it will be good, or even decent, but this is my form of stress relief. Constructive criticism is appreciated, flames are not. I hope you enjoy.

Warnings - Will be adult situation and violence in later chapters. There will be warnings in advance.

Disclaimer - I don't own anyone or anything that you recognize.

Prologue

Derek Morgan wakes with a start. Sitting up he looks at the clock. 1:47AM. Unsure of what it is that had woken him, he grabs his gun off the bedside table and listens intently until he hears it again. Someone is knocking at his door.

He slowly slips out of bed and makes his way to the door, gun in hand. Looking out the peep-hole, Morgan is concerned to see his friend and lover.

"What's wrong Spencer, are you alright?" Morgan asks opening the door for him to come in. Morgan is surprised to see Reid dressed in pajama pants and an FBI shirt, his ever present messenger bag with him. Morgan locks the door behind him.

"I'm sorry Derek, I know its late. You were probably asleep. I should have called first, or I could have waited for morning." Reid rambles. His tone somewhat hysterical. He turns to leave, apologizing again.

"Spencer, it's okay. What's wrong?" Morgan asks. His own worries deepening as he leads Reid to his couch.

"I got a really weird call at about midnight and it really freaked me out. I have a really bad feeling about something, I don't know what, but something." Reid says blushing bright red with embarrassment and shame. "I shouldn't have come." Reid says getting up to leave. Derek grabs his wrist and gently pulls him into his chest.

"Don't worry about it. I would prefer that you come to me then to be afraid or hurt and keep it to yourself," Morgan says wrapping his arms around him. After a moment of silence, Morgan asks, "How did you get here?" Reid blushes again.

"I walked." he says ducking his head, waiting for Morgan's response. When Morgan doesn't say anything, Reid looks up through his lashes.

"You walked. Five miles. This late." Morgan finally says, his face showing his disbelieve and disapproval.

"Well, the subway and buses weren't running." Reid rationalizes.

"Spencer, you should know how dangerous it is around here at night," Morgan admonishes softly.

"I wasn't really thinking," Reid mumbles into his chest before yawning, mimicked shortly after by Morgan.

"It's late, let's go to bed. We can continue this conversation tomorrow morning." Morgan says pulling Reid into his bedroom. He pulls back the sheets and pushes Reid onto the bed.

Reid toes off his shoes and sets his bag down on the floor next to the bed. Going around, Morgan crawls into the bed and wraps his arms around his frightened lover.

"Go to sleep Baby Boy," Morgan whispers, kissing the back of his neck. Reid turns around and rests his head against Morgan's chest.

"I love you," Reid mumbles, falling asleep within his lover's embrace.

"Love you too," Morgan whispers. He soon follows Reid into dream land.

Chapter 1

Morgan wakes to his cell phone ringing. Looking at the clock he groans. 5:18AM.

"Morgan." he mumbles quietly so not to wake his sleeping lover.

"Morgan, it's Hotch, is Reid with you?" came Hotch's curt reply.

"Yeah, why?" Morgan asks, Hotch's tone making Morgan wake up completely. Still careful not to wake Reid, Morgan slowly gets out of the bed and walks into his kitchen.

"Thank God," Hotch sighs in relief.

"What's going on Hotch?" Morgan all but demands.

"Someone broke into Reid's apartment last night," Hotch answers grimly. "When we couldn't find him there, and couldn't reach him on his cell phone we started calling around."

"He came over last night. He was really freaked," Morgan explains, making a pot of coffee.

"What was he freaked out about?" Hotch inquires.

"He said that he had gotten a really weird call around midnight last night and that he had gotten a really bad feeling." Morgan explains, sipping his coffee.

"A weird call?" Hotch asks, intrigued.

"He didn't really explain. He walked here from his apartment. It was nearly two by the time he got here. He was exhausted and coming down from an adrenaline rush. I sent him to bed before he collapsed. So we never really got a chance to talk about it." Morgan explains checking in on his young lover and finding him still sound asleep.

"Morgan, I need you to bring Reid in," Hotch says sounding somewhat distracted.

"What aren't you telling me?" Morgan asks, he could tell his boss was holding out on him.

"I'll explain when you guys get in," Hotch says sighing softly.

"Yeah, sure, we'll be in in about an hour." Morgan says before they say their goodbyes and hang up. Running his hand over his head in confusion and concern, Morgan doesn't see Reid coming up to him.

"What's going on Derek?" Reid asks softly, making Morgan jump.

"Give me a heart attack, why don't you, Spence," Morgan says putting his hand over her heart. He takes a deep breath before continuing, "someone broke into your apartment last night," Morgan explains slowly. He grabs Reid's shoulder to steady him when he sways from shock. "Hotch wants us to come in," Morgan says leading the younger man to the bathroom.

"Take a shower Pretty Boy. It will help you to calm down a bit." Morgan says kissing him on the forehead. Not ten minutes later Reid walks into the bedroom, dressed only in a towel.

"You okay Baby Boy?" Morgan asks as Reid grabs some clothes out of his bag.

"Yeah. Sorry about— well, being a hindrance," Reid mumbles putting on his clothes, his face flushed with embarrassment.

"You aren't being a hindrance, and you never have been. Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise," Morgan says kissing Reid softly.

"But—" Reid tries to rebut, but is cut off by Morgan.

"No buts. When I said not to let anyone say otherwise, you were included in it," Morgan admonishes softly with a small smile. Kissing Reid's forehead once again, Morgan heads for the bathroom, "I'm going to take a shower, why don't you grab a cup of coffee." Reid nods as he finishes dressing.

A/N -Thanks for reading. Love it. Hate it. Please tell me how you feel about it. I want to know if I should even bother continuing.