A week later, it was the night before Halloween, the team were sat around a table in a restaurant on a street corner. Morgan didn't seem like he was listening, although what the rest of them were saying was about the plan to draw the unsub out.
"... Morgan, how about it?" Rossi asked, cutting up his steak. Morgan didn't exactly jump, but he looked at Rossi and said, "Yeah, sounds good."
"Derek, is something up?" Prentiss asked him, noticing his behaviour change.
"No, no. Everything's fine, why do you ask that?"
"Because you seem distracted." Spencer said, saying what everyone had noticed. "Funny, actually, you haven't really been this distracted since-"
"Reid, I'm fine."
Rossi, Prentiss and JJ immediately started to giggle. What the hell? Morgan hadn't told anyone what was bothering him, in fact, he was sure that it wasn't bothering him.
"Morgan, just don't forget the plan." Spencer said, grinning.
"I believe that your plan may not work." A rough voice said, coming from next to Spencer.
Castiel had arrived.
"And why not?" Hotch asked, looking confused.
"Because your unsub is not a human. He's an angel, Raphael. I should have realised sooner, sorry."
"Then we're going to need a new plan." Rossi said.

There were several undercover police officers around as Spencer and Morgan walked through the building to find the unsub.
"So, wanna tell me what's up?" Spencer asked Morgan.
"What? Nothing's up, Reid." Morgan's steps became slightly faster.
"Well, how come you're so distracted then?"
"I'm not."
"You have been, for a while."
"Reid, don't do this." Morgan stopped walking and turned to look at his best friend. "I'm fine, and I don't want to talk about this stuff to you."
Spencer nodded understandingly. They carried on with walking.
They rounded a corner and there he was, standing in the way of a darkened room. A man of dark skin, with his hands down by his side, one of them holding a smooth, silver blade. The light caressed the blade and the man walked to them, patiently.
"Hey, Raphael!" Castiel appeared behind the other angel, his own blade in his hand. "Why are you doing this, brother?" Raphael turned.
"Because, little Castiel, the apocalypse needs to happen."
"No, it doesn't." Cas was forced back by Raphael pushing him into the wall, blade raised. Cas grabbed Raphael's hand that was at his throat, and with his own blade, went to plunge it into his stomach, but Raphael struck away Cas' blade with his own, letting go of Cas' throat in the process. Morgan waited until Cas had gotten him in a lock, holding his free arm and with his blade, blocking Raphael's, to grab the apocalypse-obsessed angel and put him into handcuffs that Cas had carved an angel-bind onto.
"Castiel! I will get you." Cas leant closer.
"Maybe, but right now, you're my little bitch."

A week later, it was Halloween and Spencer was sat with Morgan, Rossi and Cas in a café. Morgan wasn't listening again, staring down at his coffee.
"Morgan?" Spencer asked for the third time.
"Huh?What's up kid?"
"I was just saying that I was taking Cas to the movies, we're going to watch a slasher film to show him what Halloween is really about."
"You're welcome to join us." Cas added in his deadly serious voice and staring the way he does.
"Sorry kid. I've got plans, besides you know I don't like Halloween."
"You have plans?"
"Yeah, I'm going to watch TV in the hotel and ignore any trick-or-treaters." Spencer chuckled at this and took a sip from his own coffee.
Morgan stood, "What time's your movie?"
"We're thinking about 11."
"Alright, have fun kids." He walked out into the dark. Rossi looked up from his newspaper and watched him leave, watching him leave, "Was it just me or did he seem distracted again?" Spencer nodded, shaking the feeling that something was definitely up with Morgan.
"Cas, shall we go to the 10:30 showing? I think it would be better and it starts at in 20 minutes." Spencer asked, thinking that maybe, Morgan's plans held something more than staying in. Cas nodded, and they both stood. "I'll see you later, Rossi."
"See ya kiddo, bye Cas." Rossi turned back to his newspaper, smiling.

They had reached their screen-room and were about to turn into it, but Spencer froze.
There was Morgan walking into another screen-room down the corridor. With Sherlock.
Spencer looked above the door they were going through, reading the name of the film. Some crime film. Morgan looked up from talking to Sherlock and saw Spencer staring at them, Morgan jumped about a mile away from Sherlock, who looked confused by this, but Spencer didn't see what happened next as Cas pulled his hand, "Spencer, the movie's about to start."
Spencer looked back and nodded, and together they walked in.