JJ stepped into a quiet hallway where she dialed Garcia on her phone.
"I'm sorry." Garcia started. "I am still working, I don't have an update."
"It's okay." JJ said in a solemn and reserved tone. "I actually have two things for you."
"Hold on." Garcia rolled her chair to the other end of her office, grabbed the sparkly pen from the desk then rolled back. "Shoot."
"I have an account number, 742389110, under the name, Joseph Dawson. Alex said that Knight had funds hidden there."
Garcia finished jotting down the information then looked up, curiously. "And the second thing?"
JJ looked to make sure she was alone. "Um, we found out who Alex's partner was."
"Who?" Garcia waiting a few seconds. "Come on, don't leave me in suspense." She smirked.
"It was Spencer." JJ stated, bluntly.
Garcia let out a small chuckle. "Yeah, that would be funny. I could see it now, double-oh-Reid." Garcia was anxious for JJ's laughter but it didn't come.
"I'm serious." JJ uttered.
"Oh come on." Garcia paused. "Oh, my. You are serious."
"Yes, the entire team just saw him sit down with Alex."
"Oh. What does this mean? Why didn't he tell us?"
JJ let out a sigh. "I don't know why or what is going to happen. He actually hasn't even talked to us yet. But look, I need to go. I will call you later." JJ hung up as she saw Hotch and Rossi exit the observation room. "Hotch." She called out.
"What is it, JJ?" Hotch asked.
"Are we making any statements about Sullivan's death?"
"Let's get with Parker. I'm sure the CIA doesn't want to broadcast that one of their own was killed because of Knight." Hotch then stormed off.
JJ looked at Rossi. "Does this mean Spencer's life is in danger?"
Rossi walked toward her with his hands in his pockets. "Yes, it does."
"What do we do?" JJ was worried.
"We catch this guy." Rossi was determined. "And we make sure that Reid stays safe."
Reid found a little corner to be alone. With the stress of the day getting to him, he was dwelling on when he would be confronted by his friends. But then there were other people on his mind.
Just when he thought he understood everything, he was thrown for a loop. He never thought he would hear Gino's name ever again. He leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes.
Reid sat across from Sullivan in the middle of a busy Chinese restaurant. They laughed with each other as they downed their sake bombs. The waiter came by and placed four plates loaded with food in the middle of their table. Reid picked up his chopsticks and started to pick at the food.
"Shouldn't we wait for Alex?" Sullivan asked.
"She is the one who is late. I'm hungry." He glanced at the table next to them. He watched as the man fiddled with his chopsticks. He leaned closer to Sullivan. "I can't believe a grown man doesn't know how to use chopsticks."
Alex came storming in while removing her coat. "I am so sorry I am late, I got caught up." She sat down and scooped the kung pao chicken onto her plate.
Sullivan smirked at her. "Were you with him again?" He winked
"Him? Him who?" Reid looked at them confused.
"Alex has herself a boyfriend." Sullivan teased.
Reid grinned. "Oh, what's his name?"
"Gino." She admitted, feeling self-conscious.
"Have you vetted him?" Reid asked, sounding like an agent.
"No, I haven't." She snapped. "I am not going to look up dirt on him. That's not fair. I want to find out who he is on my own."
"What if he is a serial killer or something?" Sullivan asked.
"Yeah, you could end up in pieces along the highway or something." He took a bite of his food. "Or, be put into the chop suey." He smirked.
Alex threw a dumpling at Reid. "Shut up. Just let me be happy for once."
Reid looked to Sullivan. "I don't know, Charles, should we be nice to her?"
"To the sister we never had? Naw, what's the fun in that?"
Reid smiled remembering all the fun he had with these people. They truly were his family. He thought that he would never be close to anyone like that again.
Prentiss followed Morgan into the conference room. He looked at the stack of files on the table and flipped them over in anger. The papers scattered everywhere.
"Well, that's going to be fun to clean up." She said sarcastically.
"Don't start with me right now, Prentiss." Morgan warned.
"Okay… I'm sensing some hostility."
He glared at her.
"Morgan, you need to calm down."
"I don't need to be anything right now." He stopped and looked at her. "Aren't you upset? We just found out that our friend… our good friend has been lying to us!" He walked toward the other end of the room.
"Yes." She nodded. "But I can understand why he did."
"What?" Morgan turned to her. "You're saying that someone you have known for over four years has been lying to you about who he is and you're just okay with that?"
"That's not what I'm saying." She took a seat. "He was CIA. He wasn't allowed to talk about it even when he was an active agent, you know that. Then especially with him being on this special team. It only worked because of the secrecy. Reid did what he needed to do."
Morgan held up his hands in front of him. "I don't accept that."
"Besides, everyone is entitled to their secrets." She said to herself.
"You hiding something, too?" Morgan snapped.
"Come on, Morgan, you of all people should understand what it's like to want to have the past stay in the past." Prentiss pointed out.
"But not at the expense of who I am. I never lied about it."
"I know that. I am just saying to give Reid a chance to explain." Prentiss suggested.
Morgan thought for a second. "I guess I can do that. But I don't have to like it."
Rossi stepped into the room to see Morgan standing facing the wall and Prentiss staring at the table. He then saw the paperwork scattered across the floor. "I was going to ask how you were doing, but I can see that's a moot point."
"It's just going to take some time." Prentiss spoke up. "She then went to pick up the papers.
Morgan let out a frustrated sigh and helped her out.
A few moments later Hotch returned to the group with JJ close behind. He stood before them waiting for their attention. "I understand how you all must be feeling right now, but we have a killer on the loose and someone who might be able to help us." He took a breath. "Reid is still a member of this team and any comments about his life before he joined the FBI will have to wait. We have a job to do."
The team turned their focus from Hotch and all looked through the door's window. Hotch saw this and turned around to see Reid standing on the other side.