Arthor's notes: Thanks to my beta habschick101 for her work and also to all those who have reviewed, your reviews encourges me to write.
Alright, listen up, this part was written using Gideon's POV, and yes, I think he really does treat Ried like a father would treat a son and that was what prompted me to wirte in this part. So without much more nonsense from me...chapter 7, enjoy!
Gideon had been watching Morgan closely; he had not missed how distracted the normally attentive man had been during breakfast. Then he had noticed the frequent looks Morgan had been casting towards an oblivious Reid. It was not until he noted how heated the looks were getting that he understood what was going on, it seems as if Morgan was interested in Reid and the interest did not look innocent at all.
He finally had to get Morgan out into the field and far from Reid when it became obvious that his mind was not on the job at all.
Reid was his usual awkward self, he seem to be coping well with the events of their last case. Gideon had, for a minute, been worried about just how normal Reid was acting, but then he realized that it was Reid, so he had probably thought his way through the situation already.
But Reid also seem to want to keep the topic of shooting that guy far from any conversations, he will twist the topic away when he felt that someone might be heading in that direction.
Gideon knew that he was not the only person who had noticed that; Hotch, JJ and Elle had all given Reid worried looks too. Gideon sighed; he could not help but feel protective of his younger colleague. Gideon treated him like a son and cannot help but worry and fuss over the younger agent. The last few times when Reid had been hurt or put in a dangerous position, Gideon had to use all his years of experience to reign in his protective instincts and keep his cool.
He looked over at Reid and frowned, the bruise from two nights ago was still there, and it had already turned an ugly yellow green in colour. Elle had applied healing cream onto his bruise the first thing in the morning and it was healing nicely, however, it made Reid look even younger and more delicate looking.
He wondered what he should do with Morgan's situation; the man was a player and would no doubt be the first to admit that. He did not want Morgan to hurt Reid; the younger man had a fragile psyche, not to mention being innocent and inexperienced in such situations. Signing, he knew that worrying would get him nowhere, he would just have to wait and see, frowning once more, he turned back to his notes.
"Gideon?" He looked up in surprise; the object of his paternal instincts was standing in front of him. Reid was fidgeting and looked very nervous, he wondered what was wrong.
"Yes Reid?" He kept his tone soft and soothing to calm Reid down.
"Umm...you know how I grew up in Vegas... um...I have family here so...ahhh...umm, can I go visit them sometime while we are here? Before you say anything, I would like to tell you that if you do not think we have the time, I would understand. It is just that I thought it would be nice to go see my relatives and all that." Reid was rambling, an obvious sign that he was very nervous. He patted the young man's hand and made him sit beside him, he noticed that the rest of the BAU team was listening in, Reid seldom said anything about himself and his life, so when he does, everyone listens.
"Sure Reid, go see them for awhile. It's okay with the team; we are really at a stand still until Morgan can get back with some more information for us. But one of us would have to go with you cause we have a killer out there that targets individuals that have very strong resemblance to you." Reid looked uncertainly at Gideon.
"Um...alright, I will think about it." Reid stood and walked over to the chair he had been sitting on and lapsed into silence. Gideon knew that Reid is a very private person and would not like the idea of someone following him around, but it was for his own safety. Before he could say anything else, his phone rang.
"Yeah" Gideon answered the phone.
"Gideon, we just left the office of the newspaper that did the obituary. They don't know who it was that placed the obituary, but they have the check that was used to pay for it. Garcia traced the check to the owner's address; we are going there now." Gideon thought for a moment.
"Is the credit card's owner male or female?"
"Male, but we don't know the relation this person had to the person in the obituary, we are going to find that out now."
"Hang on; I want Hotch to be there when you do the interview."
"Alright" Gideon hanged up the phone and sent Hotch on his way to the address Morgan had given, Hotch immediately left with Sofia in tow. Gideon hated the waiting part and hope that this was the break in the case they were looking for.