Pain- Chapter 6
Events
"...Alright, so I know that I should be update my NCIS/ CM story, but I like this one more .:) Lucky you :) hehehe...R&R? Oh, and a little break from therapy for a sec. Had to focus on one more event: the closing of the case and something...else...Warning: bit more language than usual. "
When Reid came back, Morgan couldn't help but smile. He was beiggining to worry about Reid; he had been gone for a few hours, and they needed to get back to the police station in two more hours.
Hey kid, how'd it go?" Morgan asked as he patted the bed next to him.
"Tiring; I should have talked to him after the case." Reid muttered sleepily.
"Well, you still have a few hours before you have to be 'awake'. Get some sleep; we can always talk later." Morgan suggested. Reid didn't even pretend to argue this time; he was too tired. Reid pulled himself into his hotel bed and closed his eyes. Part of Reid wanted Morgan to hop in bed next to him and play with his hair again, but the other half of him wanted to be alone for a few hours. Deciding he was too tired to worry or care, he pulled up the covers and feel to sleep...
When Morgan shook Reid awake one and a half hours later, they were both relieved to find there weren't any scratches. Neither of them thought there would be, though, because of how short of a time he had been sleeping for. "Come on Spencer, it's time to go." Reid nodded at Morgan and tiredly got up...
The BAU finally got that big break in their latest case that they were waiting so long to get. To celebrate, the BAU team was hooking up with the local law enforcement to go clubbing (as much clubbing as the younger members could, that is, with Rossi and Hotch).
Reid felt a bit nervous and uncomfortable at the nightclub; Morgan had taken off to dance with Garcia and his team was scattered around randomly in the club. He was sitting next to a police officer his team had worked with. He was a medium-sized built with short black hair and bright yellow-brown eyes. The officer seemed to be scooting closer to him with each sip of his drink, and it was started to make Reid anxious. After a few more sips, he was practically on top of Reid. Finally having enough, Reid decided to relocate.
"Whoa, whoa,whoa!" the drunk agent slurred. "Where's a sexy thing like you going alone this late at night?"
"Home." Reid muttered, referring to Derek and his own hotel room. When he went to walk away, the officer grabbed Reid's wrists and pinned his upper body against the table, intertwining their legs.
"No you're not. I'm not letting someone as pretty as you just walk out of my life without a little action." he nearly purred. "And besides, who am I to let that little ass of yours go to waste?"
Suddenly his mouth was kissing Reid's messily, grabbing said 'little ass' a little too hard. Reid tried to scream, butt he man's lips on his own muffled it so no one could hear. Before Reid knew what was happening, he was pushed completely onto the table being pinned down by rough hands on his slightly-curved hips...
Morgan laughed as Garcia danced, half-drunk, with him. He glanced over at Reid every once in a while to make sure the kid was okay; he didn't like leaving Reid all alone when they went to clubs. When he peeked over, he frowned, anger filling up his expression.
"Derek? What is it?" Garcia asked, confused. Morgan didn't answer, though. He just kept on steaming off toward Reid and the other man who he recognized as a police officer.
When he finally got to the table, he shoved the other man off Reid harshly and slammed his fist into his cheek. He could hear Reid gasp for air as he struggled to sit upright. For the moment, he ignored his soon-to-be boyfriend and settled for pummeling the guy who had hurt him.
"You lay another fucking hand on him and I will break you in two." Morgan snarled.
"I think I'll take my chances; there's no way in hell I'm leaving this damned bar until I get that nice piece of meat there in my pants." the drunk smirked. When he reached over to Reid, Morgan punched his nose, sending him to the floor. Morgan continuously punched him until his face was bloody and bruised. He tried to fight Morgan back, but he wasn't successful; Morgan would just punch even harder. A few minutes later, everyone in the bar was watching and the BAU team interfered. Hotch pulled Morgan off the drunk officer while Rossi worked on the staggering drunk. The women had flocked to Reid, who was crying into Garcia's shoulder. The officer was immediately cuffed and Morgan was freed, everyone knowing he was stopping Reid from being raped; no one was willing to punish Morgan for that.
"Go to Reid; he needs you." Hotch mumbled. Morgan nodded, leaving without hesitation.
Garcia pulled Reid off her when she saw Morgan coming; she knew he would want to comfort him.
"Come here Pretty Boy." Morgan said softly, letting Reid cling to his chest for a moment. "Let's go home now, okay?" Reid nodded. With that, the BAU left...
On the plane ride home, Hotch let Morgan hold Reid. The act had officially 'outed' them to the rest of the team, but no one seemed to mind. Everyone glanced at the pair every once and a while, hoping that they would both be okay...
"...Bit of a filler. I know. It's necessary though! Oh, and updates for my other stories will be WAAAY more scarce than this one. R&R?"