A/N: Ok new chapter for you hungry fans! Theres a little bit of MG in this one so tell me what you think of it. Enjoy the story! And please review! OH! And thanks to everyone who has already!

Usual disclaimer etc.


While the team listened to Morgan talking, a few hundred miles away a man sat in an office, looking at a file. It was one of the ones that had been in the van that Morgan had been in. It was slightly torn down one edge and inside was photos, the same ones that Marshall had shown Morgan. The man looked at each of them slowly, taking in the expressions of each person. He smiled when he saw the one of Garcia and Morgan. He had watched the footage from inside the van. There had been two video cameras. One focused on Morgan's face the other focused on the chair where Marshall had sat. The whole interrogation, as the man had called it had been filmed. He had watched it at least a dozen times now, focusing mainly on Morgan's reactions when the pictures were shown of his friends and family. He smiled as he picked up his phone. As he typed in a number and waited for the person on the other end to answer he spun around in his chair and looked out of his window and down onto the street below.

"I want an update from each team in five minutes. Bring it to my office when you're done. We need to talk. No, no. Nothings wrong. I just had an idea about our rogue friend. Yes, him. Who else would I be talking about? Just hurry up."

He slammed the phone down and picked up the file again. There were notes attached to each photo and as he read the ones attached to the photo of Garcia and Morgan he couldn't help but laugh. People made it so easy when they got attached to others. He knew exactly what to do to get Special Agent Morgan to give him what he wanted.


Morgan looked at the clock again. It was the third time in the past half hour he had done it and it was starting to worry and annoy Hotch. He watched as Morgan's eyes went from the clock, to the window, to the doors. He looked like a caged animal, trying to find a way out. But Hotchner knew better. He was keeping watch, so no one could sneak up on him and attack him. It was strange seeing him this tense and not fully understanding why. It reminded him of when Morgan had been arrested in Chicago. They all knew he was hiding something. The problem was he didn't know what that was, making it hard for him to help his friend. Morgan had spent the past thirty minutes briefly going over what he had been working on. Like Reid before they all got the feeling that there was something that Morgan wasn't telling them. It worried Hotchner especially. He knew that the only time Morgan didn't want to talk was when they really hurt him. He frowned as Morgan stole another look at the clock.

"I'm sorry but can we just take this back a step?" Prentiss asked "How did you even get involved with… this?"

Prentiss, like everyone else in the room had been trying hard to come to terms with what had happened over the past few days. This whole thing was like something out of a movie.

"It was a while ago, back when I was a cop in Chicago." Morgan's face went dark for a moment, his hand clenched into a fist at his side. He glanced up, realising what he was doing. He quickly schooled his expression before continuing. "Look that's not important right now. If we can prove what they've been doing to… well someone high up, then they can be shut down and it'll all be over."

He muttered the last bit, almost too quietly for the rest of them to hear it. The team stole puzzled glances at each other at his words. Now they knew something was really off.

"Can I ask something? You might have already answered this, but I want to know." Rossi stole a glance at Hotch before continuing. "Who do you actually work for? The CIA? NSA? Who?"

Morgan gave a dry laugh at that. "Yeah, I wish. No these guys are like a mixture of every agency out there. In the United States that is. There's a couple of them who go out recruiting for agents. We get trained for a year and then poof. We're off, saving the world with a lot of fire power."

There was stunned silence as everyone took in his words.

"So not entirely legal then?" Rossi asked.

"About twenty percent of what we do is legal" Morgan said, a strained smile on his face.

"Ah, ok then. You know if you are telling the truth, which I think we're pretty much all in agreement you are, you're still going to be in a lot of trouble."

"You got that right, buster" Garcia muttered.

Derek, you're still looking at least twenty years in a federal prison. I don't know if we're going to be able to help you as much as we would like."

Morgan shook his head. "I don't expect you to. I just want this to be over, for them to be stopped, for you not to be in… I just want it to be over."

"Wait, what was that?" Reid asked.

"What was what?"

Morgan had the darkest look on his face Reid had ever seen and for a moment he didn't answer. He knew though, that this was one of the main reasons his friend was in so much pain.

"That." At Morgan's silence Reid pushed forward. "You said 'for you not to be in' then you stopped. What were you going to say? Did they threaten us? Or your family?"

After a moments silence Morgan shook his head. "No, but I know what they're capable of. I'm not taking any chances. I already called everyone I could. I have some of my friends from my time in Chicago watching over my family and I'm here watching you guys. I know how they think and they'll go after the people I'm closest to."

He pulled Reid's gun from behind him and held it out to him.

"Which reminds me, here."

Reid frowned but took the gun without question.

"So you're our protection? You plan on protecting six people, five of who are armed themselves, while you're looking like you could used a good two week stay in a hospital?" Prentiss asked sceptically. "Great plan, Morgan"

He shot her a glare before sighing. "I know it's not my best idea but right now it's the only one I could think of and I sure as hell aren't going to let anyone else protect you guys."

"But what about you're family and other friends? You're not worried about them?" Hotchner pressed.

Morgan stood up and began pacing the room. "Believe me; I want to be there for all of them. But seeing as I can only be in one place at a time you're stuck with me, so get used to it."

There was a slight growl to his voice and as he glanced up at Hotch, he saw the worry and anger in his eyes. Hotchner just nodded

"Alright then"

Morgan nodded back. "Thank you."

"Look, what is it exactly that you want us to do?" JJ asked.

Morgan nodded to Reid, who pulled out the flash drive. "On that flash drive is every piece of information about every single one of my missions that I've been in involved in while working for them."

"Every single one? That's a little risky isn't it?" Garcia asked, her eyebrows raised in disbelief.

Morgan shrugged. "I had to do something when I realised that there was a mole. So I made that and then hid it, well. No one but me knew where it was."

"So where did you hide it?" Reid asked his mind working quickly, trying to come up with safe places to hide something this important. Morgan looked a little embarrassed as Garcia took the drive from Reid and opened up her laptop.

"Uh well…" He gave them an embarrassed grin. "I hid it at the zoo, buried in the ground."

They looked at him in shock.

"You buried probably the most important files in the past thirty years in a zoo? With the monkeys and lions and other animals?" Prentiss looked liked she didn't know if she should laugh or cry. "Morgan, you…"

"Genius" Reid said breathlessly.

Everyone turned at that.

"Genius? Can you run that by me again?"

"Yeah, it's the last place anyone would think to look. I mean, would you ever think to look for a flash drive full of top secret government files in a zoo? Could you imagine Morgan at a zoo?"

"Hey I went with him just last month…" Garcia stopped what she was doing on her laptop and looked up at Morgan, her mouth open wide. He gave her a small smile and a shrug of his shoulders.

"You went off and hid it while I was with you? You jerk! You complete and utter jerk!"

"Look, baby girl, I know it wasn't that smart but I wasn't going to be going there again anytime soon and if I went by myself I knew they would think I was up to something, so I took you and…"

"And used me. That's what you did Derek. You used me."

"Baby girl, I'm sorry, I really am. Believe me when I say I never wanted to involve any of you. This was something I had to do though. Please goddess, please forgive me."

He walked over and knelt down in front of her, pushing her face up slightly with his hand so she was looking him in the eyes. She glared at him but he could see that she wasn't mad, just worried.

"And I'm sorry for making you scared and worried and upset and angry and any other feelings that have taken away some of the joy you bring to the world and I. Especially me though."

She gave a small sob before wrapping her arms around him. "You're still an idiot."

He laughed softly, hugging her back. "I know baby, I know."