The Reid Effect
"I'm really starting to appreciate the jet," Morgan said as he tried to stretch his legs in the confines of a commercial flight beside Reid.
"Here, here," Rossi chimed in on the other side of Reid.
"Oh man, I'll just be glad to get home and spend some time with Clooney. I think he's starting to believe he's the neighbor's dog and I just visit," Morgan told them.
"Sounds like my dog," Rossi interjected…"And come to think of it, my three wives."
"You didn't have to stay, you know. You could have gone back with the others," Reid said.
"No, we couldn't kid. We had to stay and save you from yourself. Detective Hyde was really starting to get hot under the collar at your interference."
"I had to do it. I can't explain," Reid replied.
"You don't have to," Rossi responded. "We understand."
"All I gotta say is it's a good thing the others went home," Morgan added. "Could you imagine JJ's baby being born in Sin City?"
"Hey," Reid retorted sharply, "I was born in Las Vegas."
"I rest my case little brother."
"You guys hardly have time for your dogs. Where's JJ going to find the time now that she has a baby?" Reid wondered.
"I wouldn't worry too much about it. There's not much that lady doesn't handle with organization and class," Rossi said.
"You're right about that Rossi; we're gonna miss her." Morgan looked out the window as the plane neared its destination. "First thing I'm gonna do is change into some sweats and take Clooney for a run."
"Yeah, I better spend some time with Munchie," Rossi agreed.
"I think I'm going to go see JJ and congratulate her."
"Reid, you're not," Morgan said while Rossi looked back and forth between the two of them. "JJ just had a kid and you want to subject her to the Reid effect?"
"What's the Reid effect?" Rossi looked confused.
"Reid gets within ten feet of kids and animals and they start to bark, growl, cry, you name it."
"Very funny Mor…"
"It's an established scientific fact," Morgan looked at Rossi. "Ask Hotch."
"Look, I just want to go say hi and congratulations. JJ was working on my case when she was in labor for God's sake. Garcia said she didn't want to go to the hospital because she thought I needed her. The baby probably won't even be in the room. I could just peek in the window at the nursery and see what baby LaMontagne looks like and spend the rest of the time visiting JJ. Don't worry. Trust me. I'm not going to have anything to do with the baby…"
