Reid came into work two days later. He apologized to Hotch and said everything was okay. On cue Gideon came down and directed him to his office.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare everyone." He said. Gideon looked at him.
"Are you all right?"
"I'm good." He said.
"All right."
A few minutes later Reid left and sat down at his desk.
"Well, you're looking better." Morgan said. He smiled.
"Nice to see you to." He said. They exchanged a glance and Reid went back to typing.
They had all ready agreed. They wouldn't act out of the ordinary, and they would see what happened. They weren't hiding it, they just weren't shouting out to the world. If they were asked, by Hotch or Gideon, or Elle, which were the only people who had any business knowing, they would tell them. Otherwise, they would just tone down and say no. That was the plan, and today was the first day to test it out.
They came home from a case. It had been eight weeks, and no one had suspected a thing. Everyone was working on the files, Spencer was typing on his laptop. His messenger popped up.
M-MAN- Hey, what you up to tonight?
SPARTACUS- I wasn't thinking of anything, why?
M-MAN- How about my place?
Reid thought, they actually hadn't seen that much of each other.
SPARTACUS- Sounds good. What time?
M-MAN- Say 7, it's Friday u know.
SPARTACUS- I know.
M-MAN- We got the whole weekend to ourselves.
SPARTACUS- Barring a call from Hotch.
M-MAN- Yeah, but that ain't a concern right now. So, 7 pm, my place?
SPARTACUS- Yeah. See you.
M-MAN- See you. Later.
SPARTACUS- Bye.
Reid arrived at Morgan's place at 6:55 pm. He sighed, he was always early. He heard something coming from Morgan's apartment. He saw the door was open a crack, he stood there completely shocked, no way.
Morgan turned suddenly and saw Reid in the doorway. He just kind of stood there.
Reid was still laughing and Morgan just shook his head.
"You tell me to update my collection, and you're dancing to Ashes to Ashes." He said. "Very badly I might add."
"Oh, and you know how to dance to it?"
"Yeah." He said. "I have older siblings." He said.
"Okay Mr. Dance Expert, show me the moves."
Elle opened the door to the apartment building. She looked at her watch, Morgan should be home. He didn't say anything about being out. She climbed the stairs and started to walk down the hall when something made her stop. Morgan's door was ajar. She could hear David Bowie. She approached slowly, he never listened to David Bowie, but a girl he was with might. She looked through the doorway. She stepped back and looked in again. Morgan and Reid were dancing. Together. She stood there for a few moments, more curious than anything, wondering if a plausible explanation would present itself or if this was, well, what it was starting to look like. Reid laughed and nodded. Morgan shook his head.
"You better shut up." He said.
"Oh?" he said looking at him. "And if I don't feel like it?"
"I will make you shut up."
"And how are you going to do that?"
"Simple." He said. He grabbed him by the neck and pulled him in kissing him. Elle stepped back.
"I really . . . hate it. . . when. . . you do. . . that." Reid said in between Morgan kissing him.
"I know." He said. "So, we ready for dinner?" Reid nodded.
"Good, I was cheap tonight, but I'll make it up." Reid looked at him.
"I ordered pizza."
"That was a mistake." Reid said smiling and trying not to laugh.
"Big on pizza?"
"You know those extra larges Dominoes has?" Morgan asked.
"I once ate two of them in one night." Morgan looked at him. "I like pizza."
"I'm glad I ordered two."
"Oh, I'll try not to eat too much."
"How do you stay so thin?"
"Metabolism?" he shrugged. Morgan shook his head.
Elle caught movement she turned. She cursed in her head, it was the pizza man. Trenetti's.
"Excuse me Miss? Two Extra Larges, one sausage and pepperoni?"
"Uh. . . ."
"Thanks." Reid said opening the door. "Elle, you want to come in?"
"Uh yeah."
"Cheryl's not here yet but give her fifteen minutes." Reid handed him the money.
"Thank you sir."
"Anytime." He said. They entered the apartment. Morgan came back and looked at Elle.
"She was outside." Morgan looked at the door.
"What do you need?" Morgan asked. Reid put the pizza on the table.
"Well, I needed to ask you if I could have my book back?" he handed her the book in question which Reid turned his head at.
"Is that Erotica?"
"Yes." Elle said. "Why?"
"No reason," he said shrugging, "I read, by nature I'm curious about books."
"I see I also see you're curious about other things." Reid looked at her. "Just how long have you two been doing this?"
"Eight and a half weeks." Reid said. She looked at them.
"I never noticed."
"We didn't feel the need to broadcast." Morgan said. He gave Elle a look. Reid watched Morgan out of his peripheral vision. Elle caught it and glanced at Reid. Who returned it with a gaze.
"Right, well, I guess I'll just go."
"Bye Elle."
"Bye Greenway."
"Spencer, Morgan." She walked out. Reid looked at Morgan.
"What?"
"Nothing, just thinking."
"Come on, let's eat."
