The Morning After

4 AM

Like clockwork, Kira's eyes begin to flutter open. She felt disoriented and looked where she was. She was in the living room, the lights were still on and the music was still playing. She placed her hand on what she thought was the couch but got something completely different. She lifted her head to see a sleeping Reid underneath her. She noticed his attire was the same as last night as was her. "I seriously fell asleep on him." She chuckled the thought in her head. He looked peaceful and content. Their legs were tangled together, his morning erection poking her abdomen, and his hand autonomously rubbing the small of her back, the other cradling her other hand. She smiled at the situation they are in.

She didn't want to wake him out of such peaceful sleep, but she needed to move to her own bed to spread out, not that laying on the couch with Reid wasn't nice, but logically two people on one couch is not the most comfortable thing in the world. She used her free hand and lightly grazed his chin. His eyes begin to wake up, and he looked down at her. Her grin eased his panic. "What….what time is it?" He wiped the sleep from his eyes.

"My internal clock says 4 AM. My body wakes me up at that time every day whether I am working or not. I don't even know why I have an alarm." She giggled. He shy grinned. "Um…."she rested her chin on his chest, "I'm sorry I fell asleep on you like that. I'm sure you tried to leave me be and my body wouldn't let you." His eyes show her how he was in thought.

"It doesn't happen to me at all, but I will admit, it felt nice to be able to hold someone like this that is alive." She remembered his erection poking her stomach earlier.

"Yeah, your body told me that earlier." She giggled as his face begins to blush. "It's ok, Spencer. It's perfectly natural. But I do need to get up. I don't feel like getting out and about this morning, but I know I need to go to Mass this morning." He nods and hold perfectly still while she removes the blanket and maneuvers off of him to where she doesn't make his erection bothersome. He sits up and rubs his face. He eyes her as she stretches, her shirt raises a little revealing the slightly bruised abs from one of her nightmares.

"What is that?" he points to her stomach.

"I mentioned how my dreams happened and my injuries in the dreams manifest themselves because of the drugs." She bites her lower lip.

"Any other injuries?" Her eyes look at one of her end tables that had an envelope sitting on it. She walked over and opened it up. She removes a stack of photos.

I uh….did a sleep study after I got home from my case. Some of these pictures were taken before the sleep study. Throughout, I was strapped to the bed to remove any external factors and was videotaped during my night terrors. The rest of the photos here were taken when I woke up. No external factors were recorded on the film." She hands him the photos. He admitted to himself in his head that she is a very fit and beautiful woman. A few pictures in, he reaches the morning after pictures. He dropped them. "Oh my God!" He exclaimed. "Does Hotch know about this?"

She sighed. "Well I wasn't allowed to discuss it because of the classification of the case. It's why I went to lunch with one of the agents I was undercover with to decide what to do. He suggested that I tell the team, as it may affect them, especially us, with the exposure we were subjected to. I felt you needed to be the first to know, then we can bring it forth to the team. He is working on de-classifying the case so that I can tell them what is really going on."

"Which is?" he questioned.

"I'm waiting on a few other things to make sure I have a clear picture myself. The other agent is a pathologist, and she had been working on some of the labs from our apartments and that case in between her lectures."

He nods in understanding. "Did you have any nightmares last night that you recall?" she shakes her head no.

He didn't know what else to say. "Um, I think I should head upstairs and get cleaned up." She nods.

"Yeah, me too. I uh….want to say Thank you."

"What for?"

"For being you, for being a gentleman, even though I wasn't necessarily a lady in the situation last night."

"No need to apologize. I enjoyed myself last night, even the narcolepsy moment. I want to thank you for not being scared of me as I almost hurt you. "

She nods in understanding. "I need to get cleaned up, and dressed for Mass. Feel free to come back by anytime."

Her phone begins to buzz. She sighs while picking up her phone. She looks at her phone, as Reid's began to buzz as well.

She shakes her head. "Time to go?"

He flashes his phone. "Yeah. It is."

"Go get dressed and grab your go bag. I'll give you a lift."

He nods and heads to the door. "10 minutes?"

"Yeah." She responds.

"See you then." He heads out the door and she heads back to her bedroom into the closet. She grabs her go bag, and weapons case and places them by the door. She heads back into the bedroom and threw on her jeans and polo shirt and boots. She grabs her jacket and heads to the door as she holsters her firearm and cuffs. She hears a knock at the door. It was Reid, they load up her car and head into the BAU. Wondering what horrors lie ahead and where they are headed.