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Chapter 10
"So, are you going to tell me where we're going yet?" Reid begged Morgan.
"I guess you'll have to find out sooner or later." Morgan conceeded. He handed Reid a plane ticket. Destination – Honolulu, Hawaii. It was definitely a location that Morgan would have picked. Reid's eyes lit up.
"Very romantic." he said as he kissed Morgan's cheek.
"I'm glad you like it."
Their fingers were intertwined together as they sat down, waiting for their plane to board.
"I like the jet better." Reid commented.
"Yeah, no waiting, no other passengers, it would be handy right about now. But, hey, we're breaking our 'no talking about the B.A.U.' rule." Morgan said with a smile on his face.
"You're right, sorry." Reid laughed as he laid his head on Morgan's shoulder. Morgan planted a small, sweet kiss on top of his head. Just as he did, a large, redneck looking man walked by.
"Fucking faggots." he spat. Morgan practically pushed Reid off of him as he jumped to his feet.
"What the fuck did you just say?" he asked, charging right for the man.
"I said fucking faggots." he repeated, turning to face Morgan, who was closing the distance between them.
"Derek, just let it go." Reid sputtered.
"You need to take that shit back, and apologize to him." he said, pointing to Reid.
"Fuck you." the man replied, flashing his middle finger.
"Derek, please, just sit back down." Reid begged.
"You should listen to your little girlfriend, she sounds smart, dumb nigger." That was all it took. Morgan's rage intensified. He wrapped one hand around the man's throat, pushing him with the force of a bear against the wall. Reid jumped to his feet. On the one hand, the things the man said were ignorant, ridiculous, and out of line, but on the other hand he really didn't feel like spending their honeymoon with his husband in jail.
"You gonna take it back now, mother fucker?" Morgan growled as the man gasped trying to catch his breath. Reid spotted two security guards coming their way.
"Derek, please, let's just go." He was pulling on the back of Morgan's shirt, looking nervously back at the men approaching on them.
"Take it back." Morgan growled once more. The man nodded, grabbing at Morgan's hand to be released. Morgan let his grip on the man go. "I want to hear you apologize."
"I – I'm sorry." the man sputtered as he rubbed his neck. Reid took Morgan's hand.
"Let's gooo!" Reid repeated, taking Morgan's hand and pulling him into a crowd of people to loose the security guards.
Once everything had calmed down, they took their seats once more.
"Derek, you need to learn how to let things go. Violence isn't always the answer."
"I know that, but I can't just sit there and let someone say disgusting shit like that about us. Besides, you like watching me flex my muscles." he said, with a smirk on his face. Reid cleared his throat.
"Well, that may be true, but I still don't want you starting fights everywhere we go."
"Hey, I didn't start it."
A few long hours later, then touched down in Hawaii. Reid was excited as they walked through the doors of the hotel. Hawaii was one place he had never been.
"Welcome to the Sun Paradise Hotel." A native woman greeted them as they walked through the lobby. "How may I help you?"
"We'd like to check in. The reservations are under Derek Morgan." She typed something into her computer.
"Yes, we have you in room 237. Here is your key. Would you like someone to carry your bags?" Morgan shook his head.
"No thank you." he said as Reid took the key.
As they walked into their room, Morgan slung their bags into the corner. Reid walked straight to the window.
"Wow, it's a nice view." he said, staring out at the beach. Morgan crept up behind him, wrapping his arms tight around his waist. Reid's hands clutched his partner's, as small kisses and bites were being trailed down his neck. He arched his back, allowing more access to his throat. A bubble of excitement formed in his abdomen. "Derek, I just realized something."
"What is that, baby boy?" Morgan asked as he continued his attack on Reid's neck.
"This will be our first time with you as my husband." Morgan paused for a moment.
"In that case, it'll have to be extra special." he said before letting his grip on Reid go. "Why don't you go get aquainted with the hotel while I take care of a few things?"
"I want to stay with you, though." Reid said, curling his bottom lip into a pout.
"Aw, don't do that, you'll ruin it." Morgan said, stroking his cheek lightly. "Damn, it's hard to say no to that face...but you still have to leave. I'll call you when I'm ready." He kissed his sad lover.
"Fine, but don't take too long. I don't know how long I can wait." Reid smiled, teasing Morgan's chest with his fingers before leaving.
Reid went to the lobby of the hotel, walking around aimlessly.
"What brings Dr. Reid to Hawaii?" A farmiliar voice called out. Reid had to do a double take, in disbelief of who he saw.
"G-Gideon?" he spat. Once he had reallized it honestly was his former mentor, he ran up to him. "You know, you still owe me a game of chess." Gideon smiled at the boy's perfect memory of the meeting they never had.
"I do, don't I? Like always, I have my board in my room, would you like that raincheck now?" Reid nodded.
"You know, I have a lot to tell you."
"We'll have to make it a long game."
When they got to Gideon's hotel room they went straight into playing.
"So, why are you in Hawaii?" Reid asked.
"Well, I have gone a little bit of everywhere these last couple of years. The question is what are you doing here? This isn't exactly a Spencer Reid kind of vacation spot. Don't tell me there's..."
"No, no case. Pure pleasure. We're here on vacation."
"We? Who else is here?" Reid's cheeks turned scarlet, realizing he was going to have to tell Gideon about his relationship with Morgan. He cleared his throat.
"Uh, well, actually, Der – Morgan." he corrected himself. It was odd referring to his husband by his last name.
"Ah, has he continued to take you under his wing?" The blush on Reid's face grew darker.
"You could say that." he replied, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear. That was when Gideon noticed the ring.
"Spencer, you got married? Who's the lucky..." and that was when Gideon connected the blush, his nervousness, and his hawaii getaway with Morgan to the small band that symbolized so much. Reid knew that he had figured it out.
"Don't second guess yourself, because what you're thinking, it's right." Gideon almost choked on his laughter.
"Wow, I can't say that I ever expected that. It doesn't surprise me so much that you did, but Morgan? That does shock me." he said, smiling at the odd relationship. "No offense." he added.
"None taken, we get that a lot. This is actually our 'honeymoon' for lack of a better word. We've been married for fourteen hours, twenty five minutes, and … eighteen seconds."
"Spencer, you haven't changed a bit...check." Reid analyzed the board in front of him, moved a piece, and said,
"Check in three. I have, actually, just in different ways. Derek really opened me up to the world." Gideon nodded.
"I believe that. Morgan always was a very worldly man. Speaking of him, I would enjoy seeing him, how about after the game?" the flames of embarrassment engulfed Reid's face once more.
"Well, actually, how about tomorrow, because, uh, as I said, we're..."
"Right, honeymoon...check mate." Reid shook his head, unbelieveing that he still couldn't beat his old boss.
"I thought it was supposed to be a long game." Reid complained.
"You were distracted, I couldn't help it."
"You know, when you left, at first, I thought, it's true, every man in my life will leave the way my father did, but then I thought about it, and you left me the note, out of everyone at the B.A.U. I really looked up to you, and then you left, and I had to become dependant on myself, and not you. I cleaned myself up, with help from Derek. Still, I've missed our games."
"I'm sorry I left the way I did. I just, I had to clear my head." Reid nodded, understanding fully what he meant. That was when his phone rang.
"Yes, Derek?"
"I'm ready, baby." Gideon could hear his voice, causing even him to blush a little.
"Uh, you'll never guess who I ran into."
"Who?" Morgan asked, only half interested, wanting to consumate their marriage.
"Jason Gideon."
"No way!"
"Yeah, tomorrow we're going to get together with him for lunch. He understands that tonight is about us."
"That'll be cool, but for now, you need to be up here in the bed." Reid's face burned, red hot.
"On my way." he hung up. "Gideon, I..."
"Go, I'll see you boys tomorrow." Reid nodded, almost breaking into a run back to his own room.