HA! NOW I CAN SAY IT! Two Chapters in ONE day... HA!


Reid sighed softly as he placed the wire on and stuck the wireless bud in his ear. He looked up at Hotch and saw worry in his dark eyes. He couldn't help but smile, feeling strangely happy at being the object of the man's attention. "Hotch, I'll be okay," he reassured, bringing his smile up as he looked at Hotch.

Hotch smiled and ruffled Reid's hair, making the smile almost look childlike. "I know," he whispered, feeling a hand grab his heart and strangle it. He knew Morgan would be there in case things took a bad turn, but he was still worried about exposing Reid to a killer. He was afraid it would turn into the Tobias Hankel incident.

There was a knock on the door and Morgan was standing there, dressed for a night on the town. Prentiss was standing behind him, also dressed for partying. "Ready to go?" He asked, looking at Reid who was dressed in his idea of night-on-the-town attire.

Reid took a deep breath and nodded. "Just give me a minute, I'll be right there," He informed, standing up. Morgan nodded and met up with Prentiss. Reid looked up at Hotch, smiling. "See ya."

"See you." Hotch smiled back.

"Well?"

Hotch paused and looked at Reid uncertainly. "Well, what?"

Reid scoffed. "I don't get a goodbye kiss? You're my boyfriend, remember?" Reid said smiling jokingly. He could crack a none-science joke once in a blue moon. He didn't actually expect such a thing, not even a hug really. He was surprised when Hotch planted a kiss on his cheek. Reid flushed, his face turning bright red as he felt Hotch's lips leave his skin.

"Come back to me, safe and sound, Spencer."

Reid hurried out the door with Morgan and Prentiss and Hotch leaned on the door frame, watching them disappear, smiling like the triumphant cat that had yet to be caught in the canary cage. "Makes one almost feel like a father when things work out, huh?" Hotch turned to Clark as the officer spoke, leaning against the wall beside the FBI agent. "A proud father."

"Almost." Hotch agreed looking around the station. For a small town police force he could see the man's feelings. He felt like a father sometimes with his own team, but when it came to one doctor, he held little of such feelings. At one time he thought of his relationship towards Reid as the father the boy had never known, but in recent light he felt different; recent as in the passed year. He wanted Reid for his own.

"We're certainly a family here." Clark said, nodding.

"Where's Officer Jake?" Hotch asked. The past few days he had familiarized himself with the station and the faces, having seen them all everyday since their arrival. The young officer was no where in his sights.

"Sent him home. This case has taken a real toll on him." Clark sighed sadly, shaking his head. "He's been trying to get over his boyfriend's death using work as a distraction, but I can tell it's been too much on him."


The Sun Drop was a bar just down the main road from the police station and the only real adult hangout in town. It was also where most of victims had disappeared from. Morgan, Prentiss, and Reid entered, putting on the act of a congratulatory party. Morgan pulled Reid to the bar and got him a drink.

"Thanks," Reid said smiling, Morgan saluted him and went to find Prentiss. Reid sat, staring at the alcoholic beverage before him. He pretended to drink it, but refused to have the swill pass his lips. "Hotch? Can you hear me?" He whispered, checking the wire to make sure the wireless signal reached where he was.

"Yea, Reid." He heard in his head, the ear piece giving him the man's voice. He smiled to himself, knowing Hotch was still with him.

"Oh, hey Agent." Reid looked up to see Officer Jake sitting beside him with a scotch before him.

"Hi, Officer," Reid greeted politely, smiling.

"Jake, please," the Officer said turning to face Reid.

"Spencer, or Reid, whichever." Reid offered, taking another pretend drink.

"I thought you all were working on the case still? What are you doing here?" Jake asked, seeing the other two Agents on the dance floor.

"Hotch let us come out for a celebration. I got a job offer in Britain." Reid announced smiling widely. If the killer was nearby, he had to keep up his masquerade. "I decided it was an offer I couldn't refuse."

"Oh, good for you! So, I'm guessing this will be your last case." Jake said congratulating him with a pat on the back.

"I suppose so."

"Anyone going with you to England?" Jake asked, "Or are you leaving a few broken hearts." He winked at him playfully.

"Well, I haven't really told my boyfriend yet. Well, I mean I told him, but we haven't been able to talk about it really." Reid confessed, looking down sheepishly.

"Boyfriend? Oh because you've been away."

"Not exactly." Reid said looking around, as though expecting an eavesdropper. "I shouldn't tell you this, but my boyfriend's, well, Hotch."

"Really!"


Hotch fought down the blush that threatened to heat up his face. He and Clark listened to their men's conversations. JJ was with them, but a phone call from Garcia had pulled her away.

"Hey, Garcia, what's up." JJ said, glancing back at the listening station, waiting for something to happen.

"Well, I looked into the first few victims and besides there looks, only the first two had a substantial connection." Garcia informed from her tech center, windows popping up on the screen with reports and pictures. "Turns out the first victim had been a very naughty boy."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, the man he was dating when he died was stemmed off from an affair. Justin Kingsleigh had had a domestic dispute between him and his ex about six years ago at their cabin; which was in the woods he was found dead in. Turns out Justin had cheated on him for the man he was with when he died. With as in getting it on with."

"Thank you, Garcia."

"Sorry." She smiled and continued, "He has a connection with Kyle because Kyle's boyfriend was Justin's ex."

JJ paused, recalling their first day in the police station, "you mean…?"

"That's right, a one Officer Jake Lial."


"Well you two must really care about each other." Jake said, his smile disappearing as he looked at Reid. "Must be a nice relationship. Both understanding each others' work."

The agent nodded and offered a small, sheepish smile. "Been together almost four years and I love him. Love him with all my heart."

"Then why are you flirting with me."

Reid froze, at the harshness that had suddenly taken over the other man's tone. A spark of realization going off in his head. "E-Excuse me?"

"Why are you flirting with me if you're in such a committed relationship with your boss?" Jake snarled, glaring frighteningly at Reid. It reminded the young agent too much of Jonathon.


"Hotch." JJ hurried to the listening station, grabbing the chair, her eyes shining with fear. "You have to pull Reid out of there. It's Jake." She could barely finish before Hotch switched to Morgan's ear piece, demanding him to pay attention.

"We've got him."


"I-I'm not flirting. W-We're just having a conversation. Or I thought we were." Reid stammered surprised by the turn his talk with Jake had taken. However, he understood what was going on. Jake was the killer.

"You think I'm stupid, huh, Dr. Reid?" He emphasized the doctor with a mocking tone. "You're a cheating slut. I bet you cheated on your last boyfriend before you got it on with your boss."

"Excuse me!" Reid stood up, becoming uncontrollably furious. He had never been accused of being disloyal. He had never been so insulted. Not even Jonathon called him a cheating slut. The man had called him a whore the previous night, but he never accused him of having an affair. Reid knew he was in the presence of a killer, but that did not mean he had to take being insulted by him. He snatched the glass of his drink and tossed the contents into Jake's face.

It could not have been the worse thing he could do as a reaction, but it was certainly a trigger. Jake launched off his bar stool, shoving Reid onto the floor, pinning him down. He raised his fist in the air, but before he could smash it into Reid's face, Morgan was on the scene, yanking Jake off of Reid. He handcuffed Jake and started telling him his rights, but received a snarling, "Shut the fuck up."

Reid sat up, rubbing the back of his head, watching as Morgan shoved the offender out of the bar. He took a deep breath, his rage still bubbling over.

"Spencer?" Reid paused, relaxing at the sound of Hotch's worried voice. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm alright now."


Chapter 5- End

TBC

I'm gonna make an epilogue and you all will want to read it because it will have HOTCH AND REID CUTENESS!