Speculation

"What?" Morgan snapped bluntly as he removed his headphones, the exasperation of being unable to concentrate on his music, evident in his face. He'd been watching JJ seated across from him and she seemed to be considering something important.

"What?" JJ returned innocently. "I didn't say anything."

"You were thinking something. I could tell," Morgan announced.

"Well, if that gets to be a crime, Reid is in big trouble."

Morgan gestured his head in her direction. "Seriously JJ, what's up?"

"I was watching Reid. He can't read." She pushed some of her wavy blond hair behind her ear. "He keeps picking up his book and putting it down again to look out the window. It got me thinking about what you said about Reid having a girlfriend."

"And?" Morgan asked.

"I'm just wondering why he feels he has to hide it from us. We'd all be happy for him; he must know that.

Morgan gave a small snort, "This from the woman who held out on us for a year when she got together with her Louisiana lover, one Detective Will LaMontagne."

JJ nodded her head. "I know; I shouldn't have done it. I just wanted something of my own, you know."

"Hey JJ, no one blames you. We all want something away from," he raised his hand to take in the plane and all it implied, "all this."

"I still wish Reid would have confided in one of us." JJ said after a short pause.

"Maybe he did," Morgan replied.

"He didn't say anything to me and," she pointed at Morgan.

"Nope, quick to dance around the subject when I asked him about it."

"Garcia likely would have told you something if he'd approached her. He wouldn't tell Hotch. Maybe Rossi…"

"Or maybe not," Morgan finished for her.

"That only leaves Blake."

Morgan turned and looked back at the pair, Reid looking out the window and Blake reading a book. "I think those two are a lot closer than anybody thinks." Morgan said after he'd turned back to face JJ. "When we were in New Mexico Reid called Garcia and asked her where the closest pay phone was. He'd come to the scene with me but he suddenly asked Blake to take him and she dropped him off somewhere."

"So you think he told her?" JJ asked. "Why would he call this woman from a pay phone?"

"That's the question. I think it's because he knows Garcia. He knows what she can do. If she doesn't know where he's calling from when he's calling from pay phones, there's no way she could track his calls and find out who the girl is."

"Garcia wouldn't… Do you think it's because of what happened to Emily, because I lied to him and he doesn't trust me completely anymore?"

"No, I think it's because he doesn't want any of this to touch that, just like you did with Will and just like I did with my life in Chicago." Morgan put his headphones back on and tried, once again, to concentrate on his music. He closed his eyes and let the melody relax him as it always seemed to do. He opened one eye to see JJ with a decided grin on her face that she was trying to conceal with her fingers. With a heavy sigh, he again pulled off his headphones. "What now?"

"What?" JJ spread her arms. "I didn't say anything."

"You're laughing behind your hand. What's so amusing?"

"Okay, I was thinking about the kind of girl that might appeal to Reid."

"Try breathing," Morgan remarked.

"It would take a lot more than a breathing girl to attract Reid," JJ replied.

"Oh yeah, you should have seen him in LA when Lila whipped off her robe and she's standing in front of him in a string bikini. Say what you will about his mind JJ, he's a guy. Now you're trying to diffuse the situation; what was so funny?"

"Like I said, I was thinking of the kind of girl that would attract Reid and all I could think of was Amy from The Big Bang."

"You're equating Reid with Sheldon Cooper?" Morgan's eyes widened. "Okay, there may be a similarity or two…"

"Morgan, come on, you have to admit, Lila Archer would never have satisfied Reid, intellectually, I mean."

Morgan tented his fingers for a moment, lost in thought. "Well, she's gotta be some kinda smart. He called her for a 'consult,'" he made quotation marks with his fingers, "when we were in New Mexico and had no leads and shabam he comes back with that chicken pox thing."

"So you're saying you think she's a doctor?"

"It would fit with what we know and Reid," Morgan told her. "But I don't think speculating gets us anywhere. We're gonna have to wait until Reid feels ready to share." With that he replaced his headphones and closed his eyes.

JJ lifted her eyes to where Reid sat staring at his own reflection in the window, seemingly totally lost in his own thoughts. "I wonder what she looks like…"