"Why did you lie about where you were the night of the first murder?" Hotch asked. The team had went back to the station and now Hotch was questioning Reid in an interrogation room. There were all kinds of conflicts of interest, but that didn't matter. Hotch wasn't going to let anyone else question his team.

"Because I thought it would sound bad if I said I was there," Reid said. He looked calm, almost too calm...

"That's not a good reason," Hotch pointed out.

"I didn't say it was," Reid said. "But it's the truth." There was a hint of derision in his voice. Like he wasn't taking it seriously.

"Why were you at the club?"

"I went to meet a friend," Reid said. "George Patterson. Want his number?" Hotch nodded and handed him a pen and piece of paper to write it on.

"Was he with you the whole time?" Hotch asked.

Reid shook his head. "He left early with a girl...around 11:30. I stayed for a bit and left around 12."

Hotch stared Reid down, his eyes serious as ever. "So you don't have an alibi."

"It would seem that way."

"Are you sticking with the story that you were at home during the second murder?" Hotch asked.

Reid nodded. "Yeah, I was at home."

"Where were you last night?"

Reid bit his lip, showing the first sign of genuine nervousness since he had got there. "Morgan's house."

"When?" Hotch asked.

"Eleven pm til six this morning," Reid said.

For a moment it was totally silent as Hotch realized what that meant. "I see. Did you sleep with him?"

"Yes."

"You realize how bad this looks," Hotch said. "You're off the case. You're free to go. Stay in town."

Morgan's turn in the interrogation room didn't go much better.

"Where were you last night?" Hotch asked.

"At home," Morgan said.

"With Reid?"

"All night?" Hotch asked.

Morgan nodded. "Yeah, I guess. I mean I slept most of the time."

"So you're not sure he was there the whole time?"

"Yeah, I guess you could say that," Morgan replied.

"Anything else I should know?" Hotch asked.

Morgan thought about it for a moment. "Nope, that's pretty much it."

"Morgan, are you mad?" Reid asked.

"Yes."

The two were sitting on the couch, in opposite corners. Both of them looked equally upset. "I'm sorry," Reid said.

"For what?" Morgan asked. "Telling the truth now or for lying before?"

"Both?"

Morgan sighed deeply. "You know everyone thinks you're the unsub now, right?"

Reid curled up in the fetal position, hugging his knees. "Do you think I did it?"

"I don't know," Morgan said honestly.

"You don't trust me," Reid said disappointedly. "How could you think I did those things?"

"How can I trust you when you lie to everyone?" Morgan said.

"I didn't lie to you," Reid countered. "I told you everything. I lied to the team. That's different."

Morgan's expression suddenly turned from anger to sadness. "Yeah, but why did you have to lie? Why didn't you want to tell anyone about us?"

"Just because I want to keep our relationship a secret you think I'm a serial killer?" Reid asked angrily.

"You can never just give me a straight answer, you always have to deflect!" Morgan said, almost yelling.

"I'm sorry that I think you accusing me of murder is a bigger problem!" Reid yelled.

"I didn't accuse you of murder!"

"So you think I'm innocent?" Reid asked.

Morgan bit his lip. He didn't say anything.

"I don't think we can have a relationship if you honestly can't trust me enough to believe I'm not a killer."

"We weren't even in a relationship anyway," Morgan said.

"I'm leaving," Reid said.

"Go ahead," Morgan said. "Don't let the door hit you on the way out."

A/N: I know this chapter is tiny, but I love it. I had to leave it there. If anyone's interested I'm pretty sure there will be a total of 11 chapters. Thanks for reading. :)