Chapter Four: What fireworks lead to...part two.

Reid stood in front of the dark, messy haired man; a worried smile on his face.

"What is with that look?" The man asked and leaned closer to Reid.

"You're here because of the case we just received, right?" Reid asked and moved his gaze down towards the floor.

"Yes, I am Spence..." L said and grabbed Reid's chin, pulling it up so he was looking directly at L's face. "Do not look like tha-..."

"Reid, move!"

Reid turned to look at the two men walking slowly towards them. "What are you-...oh. you think he's the...he's not the unsub..." Reid turned his head to look at L and then back to his colleagues. "They may look similar...but he's not the Unsub!" Reid told them; his tone was almost defensive and angry.

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Reid was sat next to L at the table in the conference room; L was sitting in his usual position with his feet up on the chair.

"You think he was the one who sent the files?" Reid asked L as they both looked over the crime-scene photos.

"Yes." L answered simply.

"Why would he do that? I mean...knowing him, he's only doing this to get your attention, right? So why send the files here?"

"Who knows why Beyond does anything he does..." L could see Reid tense as soon as he mentioned his name. He looked at Reid. "Sorry, Spence..." Reid smiled weakly at him. He was about to say something, but he realised the three team members –who were also in the room- eye's were on them. He looked down at the photos again.

Hotch was about to speak but was beat to it by Morgan. "Kid, you gonna tell us what's going on, or not..."

Reid looked up at Morgan as he walked over and stood at the table next to him. "Wait, I thought you said you weren't going to take this case..." Reid asked –he had a look of panic on his face- as he looked from Morgan over to Hotch and Rossi.

"Reid, it's more than obvious you don't want to take this case...you need to tell us why or there's nothing we can do." Hotch told him softly.

"There is nothing you can do anyway." L said speaking directly to them for the first time; he kept his gaze on the photos.

"And why's that exactly?" Rossi asked looking over at L.

L looked up; looking at Hotch and Rossi. "Because when he decides to come for Spence, you will not be able to stop him." L could feel Reid tense again; he turned to look at the younger man. "You did not realise that is why he sent you the files, did you? He is doing this to get my attention, that is true...but, he still blames you for me leaving him and choosing you. That is why I am here...if he sees me...he may decide to leave you alone and come after-..."

"You're saying this psycho is after Reid?" Morgan asked; he had a hint of anger in his voice. Hotch and Rossi had an alarmed look on their faces as they looked over at Reid; his face had turned pale, as if he was going to throw up.

"He is and has been for a few years now." L said simply; still looking at Reid. L stood up from his chair and looked down at Reid. Reid looked up at him; their eyes locking together...Reid could see an emotion in L's eyes he had never seen there before...but he couldn't place it, it looked like worry, but he wasn't sure. L grabbed the top of Reid's arm and pulled him to his feet. "Come on, you need fresh air..."

"I don't think that's a good idea...and right now we need to know more about this Unsub." Hotch told them. He could see Reid didn't look well, but taking him outside didn't seem like such a good idea when someone was after him.

"Reid, why don't you go sit out there for a while, you know away from the photos and everything..." Rossi suggested. Reid nodded...but seemed hesitant to leave without L. "Come on, I'll go with you." Rossi said and walked over to him, leading him out of the room.

"Morgan go to Garcia and-!"

"I'd rather wait here, Hotch." Morgan said sternly.

Hotch could see it would be a wasted effort to try and make him leave...so instead he gave him a look that said, 'don't cause trouble' as he said, "I'll be back in a minute...I'd appreciate it if you could stay here until I got back..."

"Yes, I understand." L told him. Hotch left the room. L could feel Morgan watching him...he knew this man didn't like him...but L didn't like him either. L looked through the window into the main office; looking directly at Reid. "You are the one that calls Spence, 'Pretty boy'..."

"What does that have to do with anything?" Morgan asked; a confused yet angry frown on his face.

L looked over his shoulder at Morgan; a somewhat threatening smile on his face. "I do not like it."

"You sure, you're not the Unsub? And I don't really care what you like..."

L looked back out of the window at Reid. "Spence does not like it either..."

Morgan was about to say something when the door opened. It was Hotch; he walked into the room and looked from L to Morgan. "Didn't you get the 'don't cause trouble' part?"

"What? I haven't done anything..."

Hotch smiled and sat down at the table. "We need to know who he is..." Hotch said and pushed a photo over to L from across the table.

"You are taking this case? There is no-..." L started but was quickly interrupted.

"If this case involves Reid...then we are taking it." The way Hotch spoke also said something along the line of, 'It is not up for discussion, my word is finale.'

L looked down to the photo and then back up at Hotch. "You care for Spence a lot, or so it seems ..."

"We all do...as do you, or so it seems." L smirked lightly at Hotch's words. "You can't protect him on your own...no matter who you are."

"I could..." L turned to look at Spencer through the window. "If he would let me..." He mumbled, mostly to himself. He sighed. "He is Beyond Birthday. He is...was...second in line to take over from me, if I could no longer do my job efficiently. Of course he lost out on that when he was fifthteen years old...long story short, he attacked Spence and I made him leave. Unfortunately, he has always been unstable and there was nothing I could do to help him...especially seen as he blamed everything that happened on Spence."

"Everything that happened?" Hotch questioned.

"When he attacked Spence...almost killed him...he actually blamed Spence for it...he also attacked other kids at the orphanage where we lived and eventually he left...he called me a few times and would always go on to how all of it was Spencer's fault and how he was going to make him pay for it." L explained; he wasn't entirely comfortable explaining this to complete strangers...even if he was been vague.

The door slammed shut.

L looked up and out of the window. Morgan had left the conference room and gone to where Reid was...he was talking to Rossi. Rossi stood up and walked off, leaving the seat free for Morgan to sit in. He was now talking to Reid; Reid smiled at whatever Morgan had said and L found himself glaring at the dark skinned man.

"He blames Reid because you turned him away?"

"Yes. Like I said...I chose Spence over Beyond...that was the way he saw it anyway..."

"And did you?"

"I turned him away...and kept Spence close...what does that say?"

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"Yeah, you're right." Morgan laughed.

"Morgan, I'm always right." Reid laughed lightly. His smile and laugh disappeared quickly. "They've been in there a long time..."

"Don't you mean L's been in there a long time?" Morgan asked; a hint of something that sounded –to Reid- like annoyance.

"He asked you to call him Ryuuzaki while he was here..." Reid said quietly.

"I don't care what he wants me to call him...why is he even here? Who is he to you anyway?" Morgan asked; he turned to look at the younger man. Reid didn't answer; he just continued to look towards the conference room. "Well what is he? A friend? A...distant relative?...Your lover?"

Reid's face turned red immediately; he shot to his feet. "W-w-what!? Why would you think that?"

Morgan stood up; directly in front of Reid. "He is, isn't he? I was only kidding...but-!" He started but stopped as Reid started to walk off. "Reid...come on, man...I was just kidding...it's not as if care if you are ga-!"

Reid spun round and stormed back over to Morgan. "What Morgan?...You know, I don't like or appreciate you yelling things like that out in the middle of the office! And it has nothing to do with you what my relationship is with L...but because you're so interested I'll tell you...it's complicated!" Reid told his friend; shouting the last two words at the top of his voice. He walked out of the office.

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"Excuse me." L stood from his chair and left the conference room; walking quickly in the direction he had seen Spencer walk off in.

L was on the bottom floor of the main building when he found Spencer; he was standing a few feet away from the main entrance –looking outside nervously. He walked over to Spencer; placing a hand on his shoulder. Spencer tensed immediately and spun round to see who had touched him. He breathed out slowly. "It's only you..." He said and smiled lightly.

L looked at Spencer's face carefully. "Are you alright?"

Spencer turned to look at the door. "I feel like as soon as I walk out that door, he's going to be standing there...just waiting for me..." He was staring out of the door as if he was in a daze.

"Spence..." L placed his hands on the younger's shoulders and turned him to face him. "He is not going to hurt you...I will not let him." L said; his face full of determination.

Spencer smiled. "Aren't you worried?" L gave him a confused look. "About you...what if he decides to go after you instead?"

"No matter what Beyond says or does...he would never hurt me...he has not got it in him to do so..." L told him. "Why did you come down here?" He asked; changing the subject.

"Morgan was asking questions I didn't want...know how to answer..."

L didn't seem to notice Spencer's hesitation half way through his answer. "Ah, I wanted to ask you something about him...who is he to you?"

Spencer looked at him in shock; he had no idea why L was asking this kind of question. He sighed. "I'm going to the bathroom..." He said and wandered off. L followed.

Spencer was about to open the main door to the men's bathroom, when L grabbed his wrist and spun him round to face him. "W-what?" Spencer asked. L pushed him against the wall and pressed himself against Spencer. Spencer could feel the blood rushing to his face. "W-wha-...what're you doing?"

L looked straight into Spencer's eyes. "What is he to you?"

"Uh...why're you asking this?...Does it even matter what he is to me?" Spencer asked; doing his best to avoid L's gaze.

L frowned. "Of course it matters. Is he your...you know...y-your lover?"

Spencer's eyes widened and his face turned red again. "I-I...N-n-no! Why'd you think that!?"

"You..."

"You're the one who doesn't call often...a-and turned me away...remember." Spencer told him; he was trying to sound angry...but he had found out long ago he could never be completely angry at L, no matter what it was about.

"Don't be like that..." L said quietly. "I did tell you about why I did that..."

"Agent Doctor Spencer Reid...please report to the BAU office..." A woman's voice called over the inter-com.

"W-we should go...it's probably Hotch..." Spencer told L. L seemed reluctant to do so, but he let go of Spencer and moved back; letting Spencer lead the way up to the office.

L opened the bedroom door and walked –slowly- over to the bed, where Spencer was laid asleep. L looked over the sleeping boy and couldn't help but realise why Beyond had gotten so angry. Spencer was laid on his side –facing the door-, his left arm under his head, his right behind his back making it easy to see his bare chest and stomach...the white sheet had moved down to his thigh, making it so L could almost see Spencer's groin.

'He is so...' L thought; he sat down on the edge of the bed and moved Spencer's hair out of his face. 'He is going to hate me...' L's hand ran down from Spencer's head, down his neck and stopped at his shoulder. He shrugged him gently. "You need to get up."

Spencer's eyes fluttered open slowly. He yawned and then rolled onto his back. "What?" He asked quietly and rubbed at his eyes.

"You need to get up." He said coldly.

Spencer sat up slowly and looked at L; he realised he wasn't wearing anything so he pulled the white sheet up and wrapped it around him loosely. "H-how come? What's wrong?" He asked confused and leaned closer to L, putting his hand on his arm; feeling a little more confident than he would have before...last night's event. L moved away from Spencer's touch; coldly. "W-what is it?" Spencer asked pulling his arm back; a hurt expression on his face.

"You need to leave." L told him and stood up.

Spencer looked down to the bed at his hands. "I-is this because of what we did...l-last night?" He asked quietly and he could hear his voice cracking. He didn't want to show he was upset...if L was kicking him out because he regretted what they had done...then that was fine...although Spencer was upset, he understood.

L was standing in front of the window looking down out on to the streets below. He had heard Spencer's voice cracking...he knew he was upset...and he had to keep telling himself, 'This is good...he needs to leave...to be as far away from me as possible.' So L said something that wasn't true and he knew would hurt Spencer. "Last night was a mistake, Spencer. It will not happen again."

Spencer's eyes widened; he looked up and then turned his head to look at L. "...A-a mistake?" He asked quietly; he wasn't even sure if he was asking L or just repeating what he had heard. "...So...you d-don't like me then? I mean...like...m-more than f-friends..." Spencer asked quietly.

L shut his eyes and gripped at the bottom of his white shirt; his stomach was doing flips...he felt so sick...so disgusted with himself; how could he hurt the only person he really cares for? Again, he told himself it was for the best, that he was doing this to protect Spencer. He took a deep breath before speaking. "Why would I like you like that? You were good to have around to have a decent conversation with, but over time you have just become annoying!...Last night I realised I could get what I really wanted from you and I would not have to put up with you anymore...get it?" He said; his words were mixed with a range of faked emotions: coldness, harshness, venomous amusement and a slight hint of regret that he couldn't hide.

Spencer stared at him; his eyes were wide in shock and disbelief and filled with tears. "Yeah...I-I get it...y-you think I'm annoying...a-and y-you used me..." Spencer started; he leaned over the bed –careful not to let the sheet move from him- and grabbed his cloths. "...You were j-just...l-l-laughing...at me...pretending t-to be my friend..." He was pulling his cloths on; still trying his best to not let the sheet move as he did. He stood from the bed; fully clothed. "...Y-you should have saved your time...s-s-should have just l-left me tied to t-that football p-post!"

"For a genius...it took you long enough to figure it out."

That was it. The tears spilled from Spencer's eyes. "...I-I hate you..." He said quietly and ran out of the bedroom door.

L watched Spencer run from the room -through his reflection in the window- and for the first time in years...tears fell from L's eyes.

End of chapter 4!

Thanks for reading and stuff!

Okay so this chapter and the last one was really about their relationship I guess...the next chapter will be as well, but Beyond should be coming into too! xD