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Chapter Ten:
Reid woke to a start early in the morning. Batra was sleeping by his side. She looked so beautiful next to him. He didn't like how it happened, but he was glad she was with him now.
"I can feel your eyes," she said.
"I didn't mean to wake you," he said.
"I'm a light sleeper," she said. "I'm not used to having another person in bed with me."
"Morgan refused to share a bed with me because I moved around so much," he said.
"Morgan, the muscular 'chocolate Adonis' Garcia never stops talking about?"
"Yep," he said. "He's like an older brother to me."
She sat up.
"Do you regret last night?"
"I regret how it started," he said.
"I know," she said. "But do you regret what happened next?"
Reid looked into her beautiful eyes.
"No," he said. "You made me feel special."
She stroked his chest.
"You don't look at me like an object," she said. "You look at me like I am the most beautiful person you have ever seen."
"Because you are," he said taking her hand and kissing it.
"I couldn't let you spend the night in misery," she said.
"You didn't have to please me that way," he said.
"But I wanted to because you made me feel so incredible."
"I don't know what to think or say," he said. "Are we playing into their hands or beating them by doing things on our terms?"
"We're living, Spencer," she said. "And that is what's important."
Reid fingered a scar on her chest. Batra massaged his neck wound. They stopped talking and kept exploring each other's bodies first with their hands, and then their lips.
His phone started to ring at the worst possible moment imaginable.
He awkwardly reached around Batra for his phone as she was moaning.
"It's my boss," he said. "It must be important."
"Okay," she said as slowed her breathing.
Reid took a steadying breath before answering.
"Hi Emily," he said trying to sound casual. "What's up?"
"Alvez and I are on the way to your place," she said. "There's been a security breach."
"How far are you?" he asked as he turned completely red.
"About two minutes," she said. "Someone leaked the names on the columns."
"Tell me more when you get here," he said. "Bye."
"I sense the mood has been killed," Batra said.
Reid slowly got off her.
"There's been a security breach," he said. "My boss and coworker are coming over in two minutes."
Batra got off the bed in an instant.
"I'll go get changed," she said. "Think cold thoughts."
Reid always thought being incarcerated in Mexico was the worst place Emily could have ever seen him. This seemed much, much, worse.
He quickly got dressed and managed to get his whole body under control just as there was a knock on the door.
"Sorry to wake you," Prentiss said. "We needed to move quickly as Garcia just got the alert."
"How?" Batra asked as she appeared.
"She used your names to create a code that would go off in the event they appeared together."
"Who knows about us?" she asked.
"The whole internet as of about twenty minutes ago," she said. "The column information is listed everywhere. I need you guys to pack a few things and get you to an FBI safe house. Aditi I'll help you and Alvez can help Reid."
"I always have go-bag by my door," Reid said.
"You're probably not coming back here anytime soon, so let's pack a few more sets."
"Grab whatever you want from my room then," he said. "I'll pack books since I'm willing to bet we're going to be isolated."
"I have someone patrolling the building now," Prentiss said. "You have five minutes to grab everything you want."
Reid pulled out a storage tub and emptied it of clothes he meant to donate when he had a spare minute.
"Aditi, what do you want?" he shouted.
"That unabridged book on the history of diseases," she shouted. "Anything on stem cell research, natural poisons, and organ printing."
Reid pulled the books. "How about some Dr. Who?" he called out.
"Please!"
"Do you trust me to pick out more for you?"
"No romance is all and be sure to bring a few things for yourself."
Reid quickly made his selections. He then ran and grabbed the spice rack and a recipe book.
"Ready," Batra said.
"Do you have all your vitamins?" he asked carefully.
"Yes," she said.
Alvez and Prentiss appeared with their clothes.
"Let's get out of here," he said.
They left his apartment and walked down the stairs. Alvez went out first and camera flashes went off.
"Come on," he shouted. "Let's go."
They quickly got into the car as more camera flashes went off. Prentiss was driving while Alvez watched out for them.
"The patrol car left us a path," she said and began to speed up.
There were cars pouring in from everywhere.
"It appears, everyone knows where I live now," Reid said.
"They probably found it on the dark web," Alvez said.
Prentiss honked the horn and made several sharp turns. They were all jolted around.
Batra sighed.
"This is not how imagined my morning would turn out," she said.
Reid thought about the position he was in ten minutes earlier. He too mourned what could have been.
…
The safe house was an isolated ranch deep in the woods. There were three bedrooms and one of them was occupied by their security team.
Alvez and Prentiss helped them get settled in. Prentiss then asked for their phones.
"This shouldn't be too hard for you," Prentiss said with a small smile.
"I mainly used it for calling, so no," he said with a shrug.
"I never even made a call on mine," Batra said.
Prentiss put them in a case.
"We'll drop them off at another location," she said. "I'm sure they have other ways of listening in, but this will hopefully make it harder."
"Thanks Emily," he said. "Thanks for everything."
"I'd do anything for you, Spencer," she said.
"I know," he said. "Thank you."
"We'll be in touch," Alvez said.
He and Prentiss then left.
Batra looked at him.
"I sense tension of the positive kind," she said.
"She risked her career to get me out of prison," he said. "I'm in her debt forever."
Batra didn't say anything.
Reid touched her arm.
"There is no one on this planet that I like the way I like you."
She looked into his eyes.
"I believe you," she said.
"I'm glad."
She walked towards the kitchen. "So, let's see what there is to eat in here. I am starving."
"Me too," he said.
"I forgot how big an appetite, one can work up," she said.
"Studies indicate that, that um," he stuttered.
"I know the research Spencer," she said. "Someone tried to donate the works of Masters and Johnson. I retrieved it from the garbage and read it before the vegetable curry soaked through all good parts."
"Tell me about what else you retrieved," he said. "We have all the time in the world right now."
"There are worse ways to spend it," she said.