Soz for the slow update, Writer's Block defeated me but I'm determined to finish this story!! Plus I've had exams all week!!! Hope u like it! Thanx to Profilerreid for such a great review! Btw thanx to everyone else who has reviewed but coz it's been a while since I last posted a chapter, I can't remember all names! I will mention u! So here it is.

Smith and Reid

"I'm innocent!" Smith protested, in a raised voice.

"Tell me, if you're innocent then why did you run from my colleagues?" Hotch asked, sitting down at the table.

"What would you do if Feds came round your place?" Smith asked angrily.

"I wouldn't run, for starters, and secondly, I wouldn't try to get away even after an FBI Profiler gets hit by a car!" Hotch exclaimed, slowly losing his temper.

"Whoa!! Lay off, dude! Look, that guy getting hit by the car wasn't my fault!!" Smith protested, hands raised.

"Lay off?! That guy?! That guy is called Spencer Reid, and yes it was your fault that he got hit by a car!!"

"Prentiss, we gotta get him out of there. He's gonna kill him." Morgan watched as Hotch was almost ready to strangle Smith.

"You're not worried about Smith are you?" Prentiss asked, suspiciously.

"No, I'm worried about the case, and Hotch." Morgan replied in a saddened tone.

"Oh, we'll nail him for what he's done, Morgan, to the victims, and to Reid." Emily replied softly, placing a gentle hand on Derek's shoulder.

"I know we will." Derek replied simply.

"Let me go in and help." They heard the familiar, timid voice say.

"Reid, you can't." Emily replied softly.

"Prentiss is right, kid." Derek agreed.

"That's just it, I'm not a kid, and I wanna do something." Spencer protested sadly.

"But kid…" Morgan began.

"Would you stop with that?! I'm not a kid, Morgan!!" Spencer yelled, catching Emily and Derek by surprise.

"Alright, Reid. Look, I didn't mean it like that. Course you're not a kid but… I've always called ya that and you've never said anything before."

"Exactly because you're always calling it me, it is soo patronizing!"

"Reid, I'm sorry, I didn't know it upset you soo much…"

"Upset me? There you go again, Morgan, assuming you know how I'm feeling."

"Reid…" Morgan began, before Emily raised a hand to hush him.

"Look, Reid, you need to relax, ok? You've just been hit by a car and you refused to go to hospital, try not to get yourself too worked up otherwise you could cause yourself some more damage." Emily spoke softly, trying to calm the younger man; who was shaking a little and now looking very sheepish and guilty.

"Sorry, Morgan. Guess I'm just a bit stressed after the accident."

"No problem, Reid. Come on, let's go and get some coffee to calm you down." Morgan replied, wrapping an arm around Spencer's shoulders.

"Ok." Reid replied guiltily.

"Men." Emily muttered with a smirk.

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"Look if you're gonna arrest me, then do it but if you're not, let me go." Smith said.

"You're under arrest for resisting arrest, happy?" Aaron replied, before leaving the room.

"What?! That's not fair!" Smith protested.

"Yes it is and you know it."

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"Feeling better?"

"A bit, thanks, Morgan."

"No problem, look I'm really sorry about what I said in the car earlier. I shouldn't have insinuated that. You know, it takes a big man to apologize for something he didn't start, Reid."

Spencer smiled shyly, "Thanks."

"No, thank you. I should've apologized first and it was unfair to let you do it before me. I really am sorry."

"Doesn't matter." Spencer mumbled.

"Ye, it does."

"Hey Hotch." Spencer greeted, quickly changing the subject.

"Hey Reid."

"You ok, Hotch?" Derek asked, genuinely concerned.

"Smith's not giving us anything, he's being really stubborn." Aaron replied.

"Why don't I talk to him?" Spencer suggested.

"Reid, we've already talked about this…"

"Ye, when you called me a kid."

"What's going on? What's this about you wanting to talk to Smith?" Aaron asked, feeling like he'd missed something.

"Erm…" Spencer began, before thinking about what to say.

"Reid." Hotch pressed.

"Well… I was feeling a bit useless so… I thought that… erm… I'd be able to talk to Smith, you know, to get some answers."

"Reid, why would you want to do that? You've just been in an accident."

"Please could everyone stop reminding me of that, I was there." Spencer replied, trying to stay calm.

"Well, it's true. Reid, too much stress could cause…"

"Me some more damage, I know. Hotch, I've already had this off Emily."

"Well, she's right. And she's trying to look out for you."

"I wish everyone would stop treating me like a kid!" Spencer replied, getting slightly angry. "It is incredibly annoying!"

"Reid…" Hotch broke off before he was tempted to tell the younger man to calm down. 'That might not work.' Hotch thought.

"Spencer, listen, we're not saying you're a kid. We're just concerned about your health, especially because you refused to go hospital."

"Right." Spencer said, calming down almost immediately.

"But Reid, I want you to do desk work, just for today then if you're feeling better tomorrow you can go back to field work. If not then you're on desk work for a few days, ok?"

"I guess." Spencer replied simply.

"Why don't you work with Garcia and Donna, I'm sure they'd be glad of the extra company." Morgan suggested with a smile.

"Ok."

"Good, you do that."

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"Reid!" Penny exclaimed excitedly, before diving on the young man.

"Hey Garcia." Spencer replied in shock, hugging the woman hesitantly.

"Are you ok?"

"Ye, I'm fine. You know, you can let go now, Garcia."

"Oh, sorry." Penny replied, releasing Spencer and taking a few steps back.

"Hey Spencer." Donna greeted, hesitantly hugging him.

"Hey Donna."

"You ok?"

"Ye, as ok as someone can be after being hit by a car." Spencer replied light-heartedly.

"Oh, sorry." Donna replied, feeling slightly guilty for asking.

"It's ok, don't worry about it." Spencer said reassuringly.

Donna smiled shyly.

"So I was wondering if you needed any help."

"Well, we're doing ok, actually." Penny said with a smile.

"Oh." Spencer replied disappointedly.

"But I'm sure it wouldn't hurt for some fresh eyes to look over our findings, right, Penny?" Donna nodded to the other woman.

"Sure, no problem, Reid." Penny smiled.

"Thanks."

"So this is what we've got." Donna said, pointing to the computer screens.

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"Want me to talk to Smith, Hotch?" Morgan asked.

"I don't know."

"He might tell me something."

"Morgan, I don't want you doing anything illegal to get him to talk."

"Believe me, Hotch, if I was gonna do something illegal, no one would know about it." Morgan replied with a grin.

"Morgan." Hotch said in a warning tone.

"I'm kidding, Hotch, relax."

"Ok, nothing illegal!" Hotch said seriously.

"You got it, boss." Morgan replied, giving Hotch a mock salute.

"Cheek!" Hotch replied, before grinning a little.

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"Hey John, how you doing in here?" Morgan asked sarcastically.

"Great! They have great food, don't you know." John replied, equally as sarcastic.

"I might try it some time."

"I really recommend you do."

"Now, down to business, I want you to tell me what you're hiding."

"I ain't hiding anything, dude."

"Don't 'dude' me, I'm an FBI Profiler, not your mate."

"Temper, temper." John grinned.

"That's it! Dammit! I'm not playing anymore!" Morgan yelled, slamming his fist on the table.

Morgan was sure Smith jumped slightly, and Smith wasn't exactly timid; in fact he was quite the opposite.

"Look, I've told you, I'm innocent!!" Smith exclaimed, louder than before.

"Don't raise your voice with me! You've got no right!" Morgan shouted, more than necessarily needed.

"Ye, well you… you ain't listening to me." Smith replied, trying to seem obnoxious & tough.

He wasn't fooling Morgan. Clearly Smith was a bit scared of the slightly younger man.

"And you're lying." Morgan stated matter-of-factly.

"What's this all about anyway?"

"A necklace, a very unusual necklace, so to speak."

"You don't mean that weird one that gives you that freaky ability, do you?"

"Ye, I do."

"That's thing got me locked up in a mental asylum, if you have that thing then get rid of it, it's dangerous!" Smith warned.

"How dangerous?" Morgan asked, now very concerned.

Hope you liked that chapter. At first I was stuck on what to call it & then as the chapter progressed, it hit me. Bit of Reid/Morgan coz I think even though they're not best friends, they understand what's going on in each others minds, and not just coz they're Profilers.