Disclaimer: See chapter 1
A/N: For those of you looking for chapter 9, the site would not allow me to upload it to my story for some inexplicable reason. So what was originally chapter 9 has become chapter 10. So just skip from chapter 8 to chapter 10 and you won't miss anything.
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JJ and Emily sat across from each other on the plane back from Cleveland. They had managed to catch the unsub, but only after he'd raped and killed his third victim. JJ's press conference had successfully lured the unsub, who saw himself as invincible, into a trap.
Morgan sat down beside Emily, "Alright you two, what's this about something going on with Reid?"
"Who said anything was going on with Reid?" Emily asked.
"I overheard JJ talking to Garcia on the phone about Reid and something between him and somebody."
"There's nothing to tell that I know of," Emily replied.
"Alright, play it that way if you want but you both know I'll find out about it from Garcia. She won't be able to hold out on her man like you two are doing. Would you rather me hear it from you or her because, either way, I'm going to find out, even if I have to ask Reid himself."
"No, don't do that," the women said together.
"Okay, out with it then," he made the come on motion with his hands.
The two women looked at each other and shrugged. "Morgan, you have to promise you won't tease him," JJ said.
"Oh come on, he's so much fun to tease," he looked back and forth between the two women who both glared at him. "Okay, okay I promise, I won't tease."
JJ and Emily shared another look and JJ nodded. "Garcia and I think Reid may be interested in Dr. Kimura and not in a professional capacity," Emily said.
"Reid and Kimura, you're kidding me, right? What makes you think he's interested in her?" Morgan's eyebrows rose in surprise.
"No, we're not kidding. When Garcia and I visited him at the hospital she stepped in for a minute and Reid was definitely checking her out," Emily told him.
"That doesn't mean anything. I check women out all the time," the muscular profiler admitted.
"Yes Morgan, we know you do but Reid's not you. He doesn't normally look at a woman that way so it was kind of obvious to us when he did," Emily added.
"My man!" Morgan exclaimed. "It's about time; the kid needs a little lovin'."
"I don't think he's made his feelings known to the good doctor, at least that's what Garcia thinks." JJ added. "He came to Quantico today looking for something to do, said he was bored."
"Reid's never bored," Emily clarified.
"Garcia thinks he wanted to get his mind off the lovely Linda," JJ explained.
"Maybe we should encourage him to ask her out," Emily suggested.
"Asking women out, that's not an easy thing for Reid. He's never really done it." He looked at JJ. "And you don't count."
"Reid asked you out," Emily asked, her eyes widening.
"It was a few years ago. It was Gideon's fault. He bought Reid some Redskin tickets for his birthday and told him I was a huge Redskin fan. What could I do. I couldn't say no."
"It didn't go well?" Emily asked.
JJ looked at Emily, "I'd rather not get into it."
"Yeah, Reid wouldn't tell me anything either," Morgan interjected, "said it was 'top secret' but you never went out again so I guess that about says it all."
"Maybe he never told you anything because it was none of your business." Emily remarked.
"Oh, and this thing with him and Kimura, that's your business?" Morgan snapped back. "Look, I care about the guy. I want him to be happy and if this woman would make him happy, I'm all for it. But we all know Reid, he's not Don Juan. He'll need help and encouragement and I intend to give it to him. Reid never had the same kind of experiences as we did." He moved his hand to include the two women. "When he was sixteen he was getting one of his doctorates at Cal Tech where all the students were years older than him. He didn't learn about dating like we did in high school. He was never a fifteen year old stammering over asking a classmate out or copping his first feel in the back seat of a car or a movie theatre. He missed all that so for him, it's like he's fifteen. He's a man; he's got the hormones, he's just never learned how to be with women."
"You're right," Emily agreed. "In so many ways he's so much older than his years and in others he's like a little boy. It's sad really."
"Yeah, it is," JJ said as she turned and looked out the window.
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"Hey baby girl," Morgan said as he walked into Garcia's office. "JJ and Emily told me what's been going on with Reid. Why have you been holding out on your man?"
"I'm going to kill those two," Garcia said as she looked at him through the lenses of her black framed glasses that today were combined with a scoop necked ruby red tank that featured red sequins around the neckline and a flared black skirt. Around her neck she wore a chunky necklace of large black beads from which hung a large red stone that nestled just near her cleavage. Her blond hair fell in curls around her shoulders. "Or maybe I'll just infect their computers with a nice little virus which would be nothing compared to what I'll do to you if you tease Reid about this."
"I already promised the others I wouldn't. Mama, you know I love the guy. I just want to help him if this is what he wants."
"Well, he wouldn't admit it, at least not to me," Garcia replied.
"What did he say?"
"Nothing, when I mentioned it might be a woman, he just got red and squeaked, 'what woman'. He wouldn't admit anything."
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Reid looked at himself in the bedroom mirror and then at the paper in his hand. This was ridiculous he thought. He couldn't believe he was even doing this. He looked at the paper again and then back at the mirror. "Okay here goes," he said barely above a whisper. He cleared his throat. "Hi Dr. Kimura…Should I say that or Linda," he paused and started again. "Hi Linda, it's Spencer…Or should I say Dr. Reid…No that sounds too stuffy. Hi Linda, it's Spencer Reid…Yeah, that sounds better." He looked at the paper again. "I was wondering if you'd be interested…Is interested the right word…Maybe like…If you would like to have dinner with me."
He started pacing the room, "Then she'll say, 'No, I'm sorry, I'm seeing someone.' Of course she's probably seeing someone you idiot. She's beautiful and smart and really nice. How could she not be spok…" He stopped talking to himself as the downstairs buzzer rang.
Reid went to the door and spoke into the intercom, "Who's there?"
"It's me kid, open up," Morgan's voice came through the speaker.
"What are you doing here Morgan?" Reid asked when he opened the door moments later.
"What kind of greeting is that?" Morgan asked. "We just got back from Cleveland and Garcia said you were out of the hospital so I thought I'd come to check and see how you were."
"I'm fine Morgan. Want a beer?" he asked.
"Sure kid," Morgan replied as he headed for the couch. "What's with all the medical journals. Don't tell me you're going to be a medical doctor now."
"Uh, no," Reid scooped up the magazines and put them by the table near the door. "I have to take them back to the library. I told Garcia I was bored. I'll read anything when I'm bored," he chuckled unconvincingly.
"So, anything you want to tell me?" Morgan asked.
"Tell you…uh, no, can't think of anything. So, how was the case?"
"We got the guy but not before he claimed a third victim." Morgan swallowed a swig of his beer. "You not drinking anymore?"
"Can't, medications…Yeah, I hate when it works out like that." He added referring to the case.
"Okay Reid, I'm just going to come out with it. Garcia thinks you've got something on your mind and she's pretty sure it's a woman."
"I'm pretty sure I don't know where she got that idea. I never said anything about a woman."
"Okay, look Reid, I'm not gonna push. You just been through one hell of an ordeal. But if you ever need any help with your lady friend, just know I'm here for you."
"Morgan," Reid said with disdain, "I'm not a child."
"I know that kid. You take care of yourself." Morgan put the empty bottle on the kitchen counter and headed for the door. "Okay, I'll see you soo…" He looked down at a piece of paper on the table near the door. "No woman huh, would you like to explain this?"
