FINALLY Tora! the hell is up with you updating so late? i told you to hurry up but i swear on my life. youre lucky i love you otherwise i would have deleted this from my email. Delete this wen youre done Tora.

That up there? That's Shinji! He's so kind! He checked over it for me even though he has no time :D ... he's going to be mad when he sees this kehehe.

Day Six Point One

I watched as the brunette plopped into the restaurant booth, followed by the larger black man Fillinger told me I would see. Dr. Spencer Reid and Agent Derek Morgan. This morning when Thomas called meand asked me to meet some new friends of his, I was suspicious. He told me they were agents from the FBI who needed my help on a case. In my workings with the FBI, they do not like working with CSI. Sure, I'm old now, and retired, but I still have connections and skills. These two, were they really FBI agents? I'm very sure they were flirting. That touch was not merely friendly. Could I possibly have the wrong people?

The darker man scanned the room and his eyes fell on me. It really is them. He nudged his partner (though to what extent that goes I am unsure) and the skinnier male stared at me too. I nodded my head and made a calling gesture. They slowly stood up and made their way over to me. Sitting in the seat across from me in the booth, they introduced themselves.

"Hello, Professor Bergut. My name is Dr. Spencer Reid. I am an FBI agent with the BAU."

The darker one was next. "My name is Derek Morgan. Same as him."

I held my hand out to each of them. I can be polite too. "Professor Roger Bergut. Pleasure to meet you two."

"Likewise," Derek said. His eyes held a hint of suspicion, but really, who could blame him? "About this thing we were told to bring… will it really help?"

I nodded. If I can examine it and find what I think caused all of this, they can leave happily and my life will go back to normal…legal. "Yes. But first, would you two like to eat? I'm starving."

Dr. Reid arched an eyebrow but agreed. "We haven't eaten this morning either."

DSDS

The three men paid for their food and walked out of the restaurant. Spencer and Derek were trying to maintain a safe distance and Bergut was processing what he had been told.

"Professor Bergut, our car is this way." The brunette pointed towards the back. "We have it there. We weren't sure how much…" Reid's eyes misted over and Morgan finished for him.

"We brought a pretty good amount. It's in a bag in the glove box. We'll take you there."

Bergut nodded and followed them to their black rental. Morgan sighed and opened the passenger door, clicking the box open and grabbing the zip baggie filled with Diana's ashes. Reid turned away and faced the small patch of trees in the parking lot.

Bergut watched as the brunette tapped his foot on the white paint and took the bag in his hand. He placed it gently into a small container and tucked it into his satchel. "Agents, I will help you in anyway I can. A friend of Fillinger is a friend of mine." He held his hand out to Morgan to shake. "Tomorrow, I should be done with the testing and I will immediately call you with the results." He moved to Spencer and tapped the younger agent on the shoulder. "I promise we will catch this guy, kid."

He turned from the trees and his eyes held a fire to that no one could have fought against. "We will. Thank you for this, for helping us. I have no way to show my gratitude."

The ex-CSI raised a brow. He had expected to see the man on the verge of tears, not murder. "Of course. Make sure you put my number in your phone and I'll do the same. I'll contact you tomorrow."

Both watched as Professor Bergut walked to his VW and drove off. After a few minutes, Derek finally gripped his lovers waist and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "We can do this, baby. Everything is gonna work out."

Spencer leaned into the man holding him and closed his eyes, a small smile on his face. "As long as you're here, we can."

They pulled apart and hopped in the car. Derek's phone rang and he picked it up quickly giving it to Spencer. "Agent Morgan's phone."

"Spencer?" Fran Morgan's voice stretched through the phone and touched her sons ears. He wanted to face palm but refrained as he turned a left.

"Um, yes, Ms. Morgan. I- I'm sorry, Derek is driving right now."

Fran smiled though he couldn't see it. "No, no, it's fine. I was actually going to ask to talk to you."

Reid's face crimsoned. "Yes ma'am?"

"Oh, dear, come now. Call me Fran. Or momma Morgan. Either will do."

Spencer wanted to sigh. Either of those were just as embarrassing. He settled for Fran.

"Good," her voice was obviously cheery. "Now, about the whole reason you're in Vegas, your momma's death, I'm so sorry, baby."

Spencer smiled. He could hear the sincerity in her voice. "Thank you, Fran."

"Of course, Spencer! I'm just glad you're not alone down there! My baby boy is taking care of you, right?"

Reid stared over at Morgan with wide eyes. Your mother knows?! He mouthed.

Morgan shook his head ferociously and almost drove off the road. No, I haven't even told her I like you!

"I'm…uh…yes, he has. He's been very comforting through all of this."

Fran giggled. "Good! Because that's how I raised him! He has to treat his own like his father did."

Spencer covered his mouth and banged his head against the head rest. She knows, she definitely knows! Morgan closed his eyes for a second then held his hand out for the phone.

"Spencer, hon, don't freak out. I can feel it, you are, aren't you?"

The brunette shook his head to signal to Morgan, but mostly to reassure himself. "I- it's-"

"No, no, it's fine. I've told Derek he's allowed to love whoever he wants. And it was just a guess really, the way he talks about you so fondly. Honestly, it was either you or little miss Penelope, but this trip with you to Vegas gave it all away."

"I-I'm sorry."

"Aw, don't apologize. I'm assuming it hasn't been long, because otherwise Derek would have told me."

Morgan was growing impatient as he watched an infinite number of emotions pass over his lovers face. "Baby-" Spencer threw a hand in Derek's face and brought it back to his lips to point a finger over them.

He snarled but listened and waited until it was his turn to talk.

"I know your mother has just passed, and I don't want you to think I'm trying to replace her or anything of the sort, but you're welcome at our house at any time. Or to call me should anything arise. I promise I will be there for you like I am for my son."

Thankful for the gesture, he was still confused. Why would this woman, who barely knew him, who knew that their relationship had only begun, still talk to him like this, like he was part of the family?

"I know this is strange, since we've only met once, but I know my son treasures you dearly. Even if, God forbid, you two separated, he would still take care of you, and I'd do just the same."

"Fr- Momma Morgan, thank you." For some reason, he felt more comfortable using this title now. "I have no idea what to… just… that… I will definitely do as you say."

"And I'm glad that you will." There was a comfortable silence for a few seconds.

"Would you like to speak to Derek now?" Spencer stared at his lover with a smirk on his face, his eyes only slightly wet. The older of the two stuck his tongue out as he turned off on their exit.

The phone was handed to him and he pulled it to his ear, expecting to hear his mothers sweet voice.

"DEREK MORGAN, why didn't you tell me?" Was what he got instead. He actually had to pull the phone away from his ears.

"Momma, momma, calm down! Ma! Dang, Ma! Hang on!" He tried to interrupt her but she carried on. Her shrill voice was going at it as hard as it could.

"I'm your mother, Derek! I had to put poor Spencer on the spot to confirm it! I felt so bad, and all because my son wouldn't tell me who he was dating! How could you? You couldn't have possibly thought that I would be angry or ashamed, did you? You know me! I would never! I love you for who you are, not for your preferences! I'm insulted! This-" She continued and Morgan pulled into the parking.

Spencer grabbed Morgan's wallet from the console and took the key out. He pointed to the hotel and waved. Morgan nodded and left the car running for the air conditioning.

"Are you done, Ma?" She huffed and he took that as a yes. "Great. Now I can talk?" She was silent again, heavily breathing. "Good. Now let me tell you why I couldn't tell you. You ready?"

She sighed. "Yes, baby, go ahead."

"This only became official two days ago. Yesterday was his mothers funeral and we didn't end up getting home until 2 a.m. Then, today, we're only getting home because we were meeting with some people for… a case we're consulting on. So, I didn't have any time to tell you momma."

"Are you lying to me?" Her detector must have been ringing.

"No." Well, not completely.

"Okay. Then I'm sorry. That was a little harsh of me, wasn't it?"

"Yes, momma. Now, I should grill you for thinking I would do that to you, but honestly, I considered it for a second."

"I knew it!" She giggled and sighed. "Are you going to visit me soon, Derek? Will you bring Spencer with you?"

Derek turned the car off and opened the door. "I, uh… I can. If he wants to come, I can." He ran into the lobby and up to the elevator that had just opened.

"Good. Last time we met it was too short and… under horrid circumstances."

It was silent, then Derek gritted his teeth and hoped his voice didn't show the turmoil inside. "I'll definitely get him to come then." He pressed his floor.

"I'll be expecting you guys. I love you, Derek. Take care of that man, you hear me? Don't hurt him. And if he hurts you… um… deal with it?"

Derek smirked. "Thanks ma, for that confidence boost."

"You know what I mean, Derek! I just meant that I know how hurt you'd be, how much you'd care for him no matter what. I'd have no say in it and you'd deal with it, right?"

"You know me too well, Momma." Derek came up to the hotel door and leaned against it. "I love you, momma."

"Oh, I love you too! I'm expecting both of you, remember? Next time you come down."

He chuckled and knocked on the door. "Yes'm! Bye momma."

"Bye baby! Be careful!" The phone clicked right as Spencer opened the door. He was smiling devilishly and he had his own phone in his hand. "What you got for me?"

"Some good news, Derek." The younger agent pulled him inside and pushed him against the door. He brought his lips to his partners and his arms around his neck. The phone snapped shut and the darker of the two brought Spencer closer. Their lips slid across one another, barely touching, their breath intermingling.

"What's got you so excited, Spence?" Derek's mouth moved against his jaw line and he smiled.

"They might open my case officially if Professor Bergut can confirm his suspicions! Detective Ramos, Dr. Fillinger's friend, is helping us get it in!" The brunette jumped out of his lovers hands and bounced on the bed. "We'll have much more freedom then and can do this legally so no one will get in trouble."

Derek smiled and fell on the bed next to Spencer. They rolled over so they were facing each other and Derek kissed the slightly red nose. "Momma wants you to visit her when we get vacation time."

Spencer sighed happily. "I know, she told me. I said that I'd take advantage of her offer so… are you taking me?"

Derek pulled the younger towards him and kissed the top of his head. "We'll never hear the end of it from Sarah and Dessi, you know that?"

Spencer laughed and leaned into the chest holding him. "I love you, Derek."

"I love you too, babe." They sat like that for awhile until Derek saw the clock. "It's past twelve already? Damn. The hell did Fillinger think, scheduling a meeting at freaking 9 in the morning?"

Spencer laughed. "Well, jeez, be a little grateful you louse!" He tried to pull away.

"Me a louse? Who was it that I had to pry off this morning because his legs were suction cupped to me?!" He rolled over so he was on top started tickling Spencer until he couldn't breathe.

"I give! Please! Let me go!" He gasped for air when he was finally released, though still held down. "It's… too bright outside for anything naughty, Derek."

The older agent smiled and leaned down to whisper against his ear. "I wasn't planning on it, baby boy." He licked his ear and hopped off the bed, climbing into the chair by the window. Spencer sat up, his face red as a tomato, and stared at Derek with a scowl on his face.

He crawled off the bed, wrapped his arms around Derek's neck, and straddled the chair. "Could I put it in your head? Make you think like that?" He returned the earlier favor, then moved down to his neck, then his shirt collar, and finally he was stopped.

"Go any further and I won't be able to stop myself."

Spencer blushed and dove for his partner's lips. "Then don't."

Morgan lifted Spencer out of the chair and tossed him onto the bed. Their lips met slowly at first, then quickly, not as hot and not as hard. He moved down to the pale neck that was emitting a smell so intoxicating, Morgan moaned as his tongue trailed Reid's collar bone. He slipped the button shirt off after undoing it and moved down the sweating torso towards Spencer's belly, and further to the top of his groin. He tugged the pants down by a few inches until they were at the edge of his underwear and he made his way back up to Spencer's lips.

Spencer gasped as a warm hand closed itself around the hump in his underwear. He gripped Derek's shoulders and arched his back a bit. Derek sat up, unzipped his own pants, pulled himself out, then Spencer, and rolled over so that the brunette was on top of him.

Reid panted as he realized that Derek jr. was underneath him instead of rubbing against him. He jerked, causing Derek to moan. Smirking, he did it again, and again, and again, then was gripped by the ass. Morgan growled as he pushed Spencer back and pulled him down. Their members were touching now and he snaked a hand between them to gain some semblance of control. He rubbed them together and Spencer leaned down to close any room between them. His hands crumpled in the pillow below Derek's head, and he shot forward to create friction. Both of them moaned and Derek quickened his hands pace. Spencer took his lips, nipping the bottom one and licking the top.

He gave out first, his body relaxing as he fell on top of Derek who was in the middle of coming. Their pants were in sync and Spencer rolled off of his lover. Derek rolled to his side to grab tissues, then to the other to grab Reid. The brunette smiled as he kissed Derek again and took a tissue to clean himself.

"Broad daylight outside and you have me looking like a teenager getting a quickie in the locker room."

Spencer laughed. "I do not. It was you, not me. You started it! I just finished it."

"Right. First."

Spencer smacked Derek across the face and rolled off the bed. "You deserved it!"

Derek followed but was shut out by the bathroom door. He heard a click and knew he was locked out. "Fine! But when I get in there your wet little ass is mine!"

The door unlocked and he opened it, only to be stopped again. Spencer was leaning as hard as he could against the door. "Don't hurt me!" There was a smile in his voice and he waved the white cloth through the crack of the open door.

"I won't, I won't." The door closed behind them and muffled giggles were the only sound in the hotel room.

A month late, this I know. Sorry! I've been blocked by my muse and reading some really good fics. Heard of the series by criminalxxxmindsxxxfreak? AMAZING. I'll try to update soon! TRY being the operative word here. ..Thank you Shinji! I love you too!