****AUTHOR'S NOTE****

Please excuse the hiatus on this story as I had to tackle some problems in my life. There was a moment that I doubted myself due to my recent underemployment and being turned down for the work that I wanted, and it made me literally stop doing things I loved which include writing these fanfiction stories. But in seeing your reviews and emails made want to continue and to keep looking up and keep on going no matter what! Thank you. I will be updating once a week on this story and writing others as well.

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Derek Morgan was often contemplating the dilemma known as Spencer Reid and the mark he left on him. Reid mainly kept to himself on cases with the team, he seemed impeccably unaffected of the issues that had ensued with his ex-lover. He seemed happy and somewhat chatty with the other agents, but when Hotch would put him and Morgan together, he would not talk about anything else besides the case at hand. They seemed cordial and collected in each other's presence. Sharing hellos and good byes as any normal good day would progress. The team engaged in there normal banter but were slowly noticing a change in the two men.

To Derek, it made Spencer Reid seem somewhat free. Free from all inhibitions, free from anymore troubles, he seemed more awake and more aware of the life he was living and needed to enjoy it more. Derek, however became reserved. He would spend most of the day somewhat uninterested to everyday conversation. Hotch on several occasions had to pull him to the side and ask if everything is okay. He kept telling himself everything was fine but would end up walking away from everyone else to be alone when the team got together. Spencer noted his behavior and thought he owed him an explanation. Though the older male's insensitivity had annoyed and angered him to the point of leaving, but he was always concerned about his well-being.

"Hey Morgan,..."

"What." Derek said without looking standing in the break room, blankly staring out the window with Reid staring at him with his arms folded.

"Do you feel like talking?"

"No, not really."

"I'm not sure that's the case." Spencer regarded him with the same cold attitude Morgan was emanating. He stood somewhat defiant to the older gentleman, some what stronger and more collected. As far as actions are concerned, two can play that game.

"Just leave me be, Reid." He said walking towards the exit.

"What's this, you hate me now?" The younger male said in a stern tone.

"Yeah, I do."

"Really."

"Yes. I fucking hate you Dr. Spencer Reid." Morgan said icily.

"And whose problem is that." Spencer said with a judging look on his face, a look Derek didn't like.

The young doctor seem to tower him in morality, especially when his friend Allen was concerned. The older male was somewhat irritated at the being known as Spencer Reid had somewhat disrupted his bachelor lifestyle. But it wasn't his fault. He fell for those looks, his unique charm, his eyes, his body and his mind. Morgan fell for the man, plain and simple. He sort of had a slight crush on him before. But since the fire, he felt like he was Reid's savior; wanting to give the man everything the young agent never had. He did everything in his power to make the man happy. He spoiled him. In a way, he made it so Reid needed him.

The older agent told himself that they were stuck together; he wanted Reid with him. But the tension in his home had been so thick with want that he left to be with Olivia which backfired in the worst way. He remember the countless times he jerk off at night with the thought of him and Reid in the act. However, these thoughts scared him and hurt him. Spencer Reid dominated his life without the man even being there.

"I guess it's mine." Derek said with a noncommittal scoff and a shrug with a sour look on his face and he looked at his ex-lover with disdain.

"Hmm...well I came to tell you that the team is worried about you and you should probably put up a more positive front or Hotch will have to profile you to find out what's wrong. We both know you don't want that." Reid said plainly.

"It's none of their damn business, or yours for that matter."

"I never said I cared."

Ouch. That hurt Derek more than he expected.

"Listen, you need to get your act together. Somehow, some way, Derek Morgan needs to figure out how to get rid of this attitude before Strauss have you evaluated. The team notices you being distance and get concerned. And to be frank, I am honestly getting tired of hearing them worry about you. Every single one of them cares about you so you should act like you give a damn." The young agent said without batting an eye and turned to leave until Morgan grabbed his arm.

"How can you talk to me like that?" Derek said quietly as his grip became tighter.

"Ouch, Derek." Reid said under gritted teeth, trying to yank his arm away.

"I spent the last couple months crying over you, calling you, wanting to fix what I broke. Yet, no replies, no fucking answers. It's like you just...dropped me. Like I meant nothing at all to you."

"I am tired of you trying to fix things Derek, you are not my savior. You need to work on yourself, get whatever is holding you back from being happy with what YOU want. Fuck what everyone else thinks. You taught me that, I just can't believe you never taught yourself." The younger agent said shaking his arm free.

"Spencer, I screwed up and for that I am sorry. But I just never thought...I would need you so much." Morgan said sadly.

In all honesty, besides his fucked-up since of pride, he really missed Spencer. He missed them being happy together, joking together and being the best of friends at work and at home. Since Reid left, his home seemed colder, empty and sad. What was full of laughter was now full of quiet. He tried getting back out into the dating scene but he felt out of place. Now he goes to the bar just to drink, alone. And a little too often. He wanted to forget Spencer but not even the strongest liquor made him numb to what he felt for the young agent and what he still feels.

"Derek please, you don't think I was hurt when I left? I had to take a vacation for a week so I could cry in my crappy new apartment without being bothered. I called my mother for any advice and you know what she said?! She told me not to let the voices tell me to do something that I would regret. My mother! You know why? Because I have no one else Morgan." Reid complained sadly as tears started to well up in his eyes.

Derek grabbed him and held him as he started to sob lightly. Spencer didn't fight him this time. He had really missed being with Derek and hated how lonely he was again. At least when they were together they could complain to one another, talk to each other, or comment on cases that they took over. He had been alone for a long time with no real stable relationship. Derek was his first.

"I want you to know Spence, that I am working on myself. It's hard without you there to sort of guide me." He said wiping a tear of his own. "Hell, I broke down in my mom's bathroom and I couldn't even tell her what I was crying about. I just told her I was very sad."

"You shouldn't scare her like that."

"I know."

"Have you ever told your family about me?"

"Reid, if anything, they know more about you than the rest of the team. I brag about you a lot, believe it or not,...heck, still do." The older agent said with a smile. Reid giggled lightly.

"You know what I miss?"

"What?"

"Kissing you."

"Oh really? A few minutes ago you said you didn't care about what I did." Morgan jested.

"Neither did you."

"Hmm. I miss kissing you too." The older agent said with a smile as he pushed Reid to the door and started kissing him thoroughly. Spencer kissed back hesitantly and pulled away slowly.

"We can't do this here."

"W-what? Oh yeah." Derek said a bit dazed forgetting that they are still at work. "I also wanted to tell that I am doing my best to help Allen and Gabe with their situation."

"I know, he told me."

"What? Really?!"

"Yeah, we keep in contact. He is a really cool person, I can see why you're friends with him. He told me about you helping him and Gabriel move into your building. And he also told me that you aren't talking to Zack anymore."

"More like Zack isn't talking to any of us anymore. My friend circle kind of died." He said sadly.

"I think your friend circle is making way for you to have true friends. People like Allen are rare." Spencer said with a smile.

"Two months, three weeks, two days, nine hours and twenty-three minutes and counting..." Derek said with a heavy sigh. Reid blinked.

"Since we been apart..." Spencer said quietly, somewhat impressed. "you have been keeping count?"

"Yeah, I really missed you." As he reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys and handed them to Spencer. "I want you to move back in."

"Derek!"

"Just think about it. I heard from Garcia that you hated your new home. That the mice were eating your books, and that bother me. I want you to be happy and safe. No mice and no fires." He said in a chuckle.

"Derek, I...I don't know what to say..."Reid said with feeling, his heart practically beating out of his chest.

"Just think about it. I still have some your things at the house."

"Hmmph, what is it with you? Why do you do these things?"

"Well because I still love you." Morgan said as he left the break room and Spencer quickly following wiping tears from his eyes. Garcia was standing in the hallway as they left the break room smiled with an exasperated sigh.

"Thank God." She mumbled to herself happily.