Chapter 10: Feelings

Morgan grabbed for Reid's hand as they exited the restaurant, linking their fingers. Reid hadn't mentioned anything during dinner for two reasons: 1) he didn't want to ruin the meal; and 2) he didn't want to have the conversation in such a public setting.

"Comin' back to my place?" inquired Morgan as he opened the passenger side door for Reid.

"Yes, but, I have to ask. What are we doing here Derek?" Suddenly he appeared more insecure than Reid had ever seen him, his eyes fixed on the asphalt below their feet. "I have feelings for you. I just want to be certain that we're on the same page." Morgan looked up, relief on his face.

"I do too. I just didn't want to push you."

Reid smiled at him. "You're not. You didn't." Morgan nodded, clearly still hesitant. Reid knew he was going to have to make the first real move. He placed his hands on either side of Morgan's face and kissed him softly. Morgan grinned, kissing him again. "It's chilly. Let's pick this up at your place, huh?" Morgan nodded in agreement, trying not to run to his side of the car.

As soon as they were in the door of Morgan's house his lips were on Reid's, any hesitation gone.

"Derek wait," Reid said, "I need to tell you something." Morgan pulled back, looking almost panicked.

"I, I wanted some advice, about us. That's what I was talking to JJ and Emily about earlier today. They, they thought that it was because you're straight and I didn't know how to handle my feelings, and that obviously wasn't it, so, so I told them. Not everything, not the details. I just said that you aren't a zero on the Kinsey scale, more like a one." Reid cast his eyes downward. Morgan's hand lifted his chin gently.

"It's okay Spencer. I want to be with you, so they were bound to find out eventually." Morgan kissed him softly to emphasize that he was not upset with him. "But I do want you to tell me why you needed advice." Reid nodded, as he and Morgan slipped out of their coats and kicked off their shoes.

"I was afraid that you would feel like a rebound, or that somehow that's how this would end up, even though that's not what I want at all. Emily suggested setting me up with another guy first, so that I could go on a date with him before asking you out, but, uh, I said I would feel too guilty about that."

"Guilty?" Morgan asked, his heart melting.

"Yeah. It, it felt like it would be cheating or something, even though nothing had 'happened' yet."

"I'm glad to hear that." Morgan handed him a cup of coffee as they made their way from the kitchen to the living room. "You going out with some other guy would've crushed me." Reid cuddled up against him when they reached the couch. "Besides, I'd like to think we've been "unofficially" dating so the point is moot. Was that it, or was there something else?"

"I'm worried, about work, because we're on the same team, that us being together wouldn't be okay." Morgan nodded in understanding.

"I'm hoping that doesn't mean you don't want to pursue this."

"No! Not at all! It was just a concern I had. If I didn't want to pursue us, I wouldn't have said anything in the first place." Morgan inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't think that it's something they would fire us over, but they might force one of us to transfer to another team, or another department." Reid nodded.

"I know that all we can do is cross that bridge if and when we come to it, but I want you to know that I would transfer, or even leave the Bureau if I had to. I would do that to be with you." Morgan inhaled sharply. It didn't escape him that one of the reasons Reid and Ethan broke up was Reid's refusal to leave the Bureau.

"Really? You would do that? Because you don't have to, I could . . ." Morgan was rambling. Reid knew what thought had caused his babbling.

"He wasn't the right guy; he wasn't the one. And clearly some part of my subconscious was aware of that, even though I loved him at the time. You though, for you I could and would happily make that sacrifice." Morgan hugged him tightly, kissing the top of his head.

"You, you really think I'm the one?" Morgan questioned softly; he had implied it but he wanted to be clear about where he stood.

"I do," Reid replied, pulling away and standing up. He held his hands out to Morgan, pulling him up from the sofa. "C'mon, let's go to bed."

"Tired?" Morgan inquired as they made their way to his bedroom.

"No, not really," answered Reid causing Morgan to grin.