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A few days later

Reid couldn't stop playing with the ring around his finger, he loved the feeling of it and he loved what it represented. He looked at the clock and felt restless as he waited for Morgan to come home. His head still hurt and a headache had plagued him since leaving the hospital but the doctor told him that was normal and that it would stay for a few more days. He still didn't remember anything from the day of his attack and he wasn't sure he wanted to remember. The door opened and he smiled as Morgan came through it. "Hey, pretty boy."

Reid turned off the television and pulled the blanket further up as a chill entered the room. Morgan came and sat down next to him, he put his arm around Reid and gave his cheek a kiss. "How was work?" Reid asked.

"A new recruit to the unit bumped into Rossi covering his shirt in coffee, I've never seen a man apologise so much," Morgan chuckled. "How are you feeling?"

"Headache is still being a pain but I'm feeling great."

"Let me see," Morgan said before he shuffled back and inspected the area where Thurman had struck Reid. "It's looking better."

"I haven't really been focused on my head anyway," Reid smiled before playing with his engagement ring again. Morgan spotted the action and grinned. He looked at the ring that he had on as well, they both wore rings to signify how much it meant for them to take this step.

"Did you know that Garcia can't stop smiling?" Morgan said. "She's over the moon about us getting married."

"What do you want to do? A big ceremony and or something else."

"It's up to you, pretty boy. I don't care about the place as long as you're there, all ready to get married."

"I don't know how to plan things like this," Reid sighed. "I have an idea, let's have Garcia plan our wedding, only if she wants to though. I can't imagine her saying no. What do you think?"

"I think that's a good idea but I don't want her to do anything over the top, we need to set some boundaries or else we'll both be in pink."

Reid let out a small chuckle as an image of him in a pink suit popped into his head, he leaned against Morgan and closed his eyes. "Did you ever picture us being like this with each other? I remember the first time we met, you didn't think I was an agent, you thought I was a mail clerk."

"You're the complete opposite of a mail clerk," Morgan smiled before he kissed the top of Reid's head. "I have to admit I never pictured us being like this together when we first met or through the years we knew each other but I'd be lying if I said that I didn't dream about you sometimes, we had a lot of fun in my dreams. I'm happy that we're like this. We understand each other and you make me happy."

"I never pictured us together but I love you and I'm happy I didn't step off that bridge that day."

"So am I," Morgan said before hugging Reid close to him with one arm. "Just don't ever think that is a choice again in your life. I won't ever hurt you and I want us to build a life together. I noticed you had a bad dream last night."

"It's nothing, Derek."

"I thought we agreed to always be honest with each other."

"It was a dream about Martin and something he did to me," Reid admitted before biting his lip.

"What did he do, Spencer?"

"We were on the couch and it was one of the times that I fought against him, eventually he tied my hands together with his belt and then made me pleasure him as he put on a dirty movie. He made me- he made me accept what he gave me. After, even though I tried to fight, he forced himself on me, he had taken some viagra and he just kept on going."


Reid cried as Martin continued to hurt him, he tried to stare at the ceiling but Martin kept grabbing his jaw and kissing him. "Martin, p-please stop," he begged through his tears.

Martin squeezed his jaw tighter. "You decided to fight me, Spencer. You deserve this," Martin growled before getting faster. "You're so good at being a whore but I hate seeing that mouth of yours opening and talking crap."

Reid went to beg again but Martin slammed his hand over his mouth and got rougher. Martin ignored the muffled screams as he continued.


Morgan held Reid tighter after hearing what Reid had dreamed about. "He's dead now, Spencer. I'll always protect you."

"I know," Reid sighed before leaning against Morgan's chest. "I know."


Reid couldn't breathe as Garcia hugged him, he had asked her if she would plan the wedding for them and now found himself trapped in a strong hug. "Garcia, I need to breathe."

Garcia came away and looked at him. "I'm sorry, baby boy. I'm just so honored. I'd love to plan your wedding, I can just see it now."

"Remember, we just want nice and simple ceremony and we don't want to wear anything too flamboyant."

"I think I know what you two like."


Reid woke up to hear noises from next to him, he turned around and found Morgan tossing and turning next to him. Morgan's face was scrunched up and he looked like he was in pain. He put his hand on Morgan's shoulder. "Derek," he said gently but loud enough. "Derek, wake up."

Panic came through him as he was suddenly pinned to the bed, hands came to his throat and began to squeeze. He hit out his hands as he realized that Morgan was still asleep even though his eyes were open. "You're never touching me again, Carl."

"Derek!" he wheezed as dark spots began to fill his vision, he tried to pry the hands off but they only squeezed tighter. "Stop!"

He didn't stop though, Reid brought his hand into a fist and hit it into Morgan's face. Morgan fell away and the hands fell from his neck. He coughed and gasped for air painfully. He looked to his side and knew Morgan had woken up. He crawled away to the corner as Morgan tried to touch him.

"Oh god!" Morgan cried. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know what I was doing. Spencer, god, I'm so sorry."

Reid ran into the bathroom and locked the door, he looked at his neck and knew it would bruise, he wanted to talk but every time he tried it was too painful. He heard Morgan knocking at the door, he composed himself before going. He understood what had happened and he knew it wasn't Morgan's fault. He opened the door to find Morgan crying.

"I'm so sorry," Morgan whispered.

Reid stepped forward and hugged Morgan close, he felt his fiancée put his head on his shoulder, he couldn't speak but he wasn't going to let Morgan think he had done something wrong. They both had dark pasts, full of horror and abuse, but together they were able to fight against the past. He held Morgan to let him know everything was okay.

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