I woke up slightly upset, my alarm blaring and my head aching. I proceeded to get dressed and head to work, I was hoping I would be able to see Derek. It makes me giddy, I want to spend more time with him, but how do I explain to him that he is cute. I clear my throat and shake my head, I cannot think about Derek Morgan at this time. I hope today goes by fast.
"Reid, hurry up. We have a case," Hotch scared me and I quickly walked into the conference room after putting my briefcase and jacket down. I hurry to take a seat, I sit next to JJ and return the smile she gives me. I look at the case file.
"So, we are dealing with a killer who tortured his victims before he kills them, he ties them up and rips off their fingernails…" Garcia tried to finish but I could tell it was grossing her out. I decided that I would step in to help.
"After he rips off their fingernails, he rapes, murders, and dismembers the bodies. He has killed three women and one man already. He is in Arkansas, when do we leave Hotch?"
"We are leaving now, we cannot lose him. Get your things and get on the plane."
We dispersed and collected our things, quickly getting on the plane to Arkansas. Why Arkansas? Nothing better to do I guess. I chuckled to myself, catching the attention of Derek.
"What's the matter, Reid? Why are you chuckling?"
"Nothing just thought of something funny."
"What was it?"
"You may not understand. It is a math joke."
"C'mon. Let me try to understand."
"Alright, how many existentialists does it take to change a lightbulb?"
"I don't know, how many?"
"Two," I am laughing at this point, "one to change the lightbulb and one to observe the light bulb symbolizes an incandescent beacon of subjectivity in a netherworld of nothingness."
"I'm not even going to pretend like I know what that means," Derek was chuckling at this point too. It was a nervous chuckle, but it was a chuckle all the same.
I still cannot believe how cute he is. He started to look at the file and I decided to read the book he gave me.
We landed fifteen minutes after I read the book. The book was helpful in describing what kinds of chemicals go off in the brain while "falling in love." The only issue with that is I am not in love with Derek; however, if it ever gets that far, I may have to reread the book with a different mindset. I smiled to myself as Hotch and I got into one car and the others got into another.
"Reid, I need you, to be honest with me."
"Okay, what is it?"
"Are you and Morgan dating?"
"What? No. Why do you ask?"
"Are you sure? You both look at each other like you are dating, or have been for a while."
"I can assure you that we are not dating, if you do not believe me, please feel free to ask him," I smiled and turned looking out the window.
I could feel Hotch's eyes on me and it made me squirm. "Hotch, could you please stop staring at me?"
"Sorry, but I don't like feeling like I'm being lied to."
"I swear I'm not lying to you. You are the father I never had." I smiled at that, I hoped he felt the same about me, although he does have a child.
Hotch smiled a little and opened the car door when we arrived at the police station, "Just so you know, you're like my son, Reid."
