When Justin and Brian were alone, Brian turned to his husband and smiled at him.

"So, that's a lot of sexual tension between those two. I don't think any of the other agents see it, though."

Justin grinned.

"I think they have known them so long and it has been so gradual that they haven't noticed it. I'm quite sure they themselves are oblivious to the fact that it's mutual."

"Their confusion when we talked about it would suggest that. I think we are going to have some fun with this, Sunshine."

"Brian, what are you thinking?"

Justin sounded a little worried; he knew Brian and his schemes.

"I think we are going to have to give them a little nudge to get them to realize what is going on."

"You, Brian Kinney, are going to play matchmaker for two closeted FBI agents? What has the world come to?"

"Hey, I have discovered the joys of relationships; I just want to spread the wealth a little."

He winked at Justin, who blushed with happiness; hearing Brian say something like that was not something he had ever thought he'd do.

"So, what do you have in mind?"

"I don't have any specific plans, but I don't actually think it's going to take much; they have so much tension between them it's not going to take a lot to stoke the fire."

Brian grinned evilly while Justin just shook his head.

When Morgan came back to the room that was his for the duration of the time they had to stay in Pittsburgh, he couldn't help but think about their hosts. He'd never actually spent much time with any gay men. This wasn't by design, but his career choice didn't really lend a lot of opportunity to meet any out gay people of either gender.

He didn't doubt that there were gay FBI agents and cops, of course there were, he just suspected that most of them were in the closet, at least on the job. He remembered the case from Miami a while back with the gay man who was killing and impersonating the men that came on to him, despite the fact that he sought out the gay establishments in town.

One of his victims had been a New Orleans cop who used his yearly furlough to go to Miami to be who he really was because at home he was so deep in the closet that he was actually engaged to be married to a woman.

The man had been partners with JJ's Will and he hadn't even known, and he is one of the most tolerant people on the face of the earth and had said himself that there were few things he could imagine he'd care less about than his friend being gay. It just showed that there was still a don't ask don't tell mentality, even in law enforcement.

He marveled at the ability Justin and Brian had to calm and comfort each other with a touch or a word; they were so in synch with the other that they knew just what was needed and when. He couldn't remember seeing many straight couples who were that close.

Watching them had stirred the feelings he had tried very hard to not think about for a very long time. Every time he looked at Reid while in their presence, he felt himself wishing a little more each time; wishing that Reid felt the same way, wishing that he could have a relationship with the tall genius, wishing he could take him in his arms and kiss him senseless without fear of getting slapped across the face.

He sighed loudly, dreading having to share a bathroom and being in such close proximity to the object of his desire without going crazy. He took off his suit and knocked on the door to the bathroom to make sure Reid wasn't in there before opening the door. He called through the closed door to Reid's room that he'd just take a quick shower.

Reid gulped and blushed deep red. Being interrupted from his daydreams about the dark agent by said agent's voice through the bathroom door wasn't really on his list of things he wanted to do, but that's nonetheless what happened.

He had been dreaming of one day having what Brian and Justin had with the other man, even if he knew it was never going to happen; Morgan was straight, painfully so, if all his one night stands were any indication.

He tried desperately to think of something other than Morgan, naked in the shower on the other side of the door, but he wasn't successful at all. He wasn't sure he was going to survive the mental images every night, or morning, depending on when Morgan decided to shower.

Prentiss was oblivious to what was going on with her two colleagues; she thought about the case. She really didn't think any of the people on the list had anything to do with this; there was something about it that just told her it was someone they had somehow overlooked, someone they didn't consider an enemy, but for the life of her, she couldn't put her finger on it.

Rossi unknowingly agreed with her. He kept thinking about what Brian had said about the way he used to treat his one night stands, tricks he'd called them. He wondered if the UnSub could be someone he or maybe both of them had discarded and that that had somehow made him snap.

He was also a little worried that that might mean Brian and Justin were his ultimate target, that once he had worked up enough courage through his other kills, he'd come after the ones he really wanted to kill.

Hotch was marveling at the hospitality of these two men; he knew they were paying them the same as they would have paid for hotel rooms, but this was still beyond generous; they were staying in their home and even if it was very big, it was still not big enough not to notice six strangers.

He also wondered about the case; like Rossi, he was a little scared that the UnSub's ultimate goal was Brian and Justin, that the others were just practice runs for the real thing.

JJ was thinking about her friend Spence; she was a little worried about him. She had known for a while how he felt about Morgan, not that he'd ever told her anything, he'd never do that, but she had seen the way he had looked at the other agent when he thought no one was watching him.

She felt for him, knowing that it was a love bound to be unrequited, seeing as Morgan was only interested in women. All she could do was hope that Morgan would let him down easy, and not destroy the team when Reid finally worked up the courage to tell him about it.

That Reid would one day do exactly that she had no doubt about; he was the bravest person she had ever met and he wouldn't be able to keep something like this to himself forever.

She was scared that Morgan and Reid wouldn't be able to work together afterwards and the team would suffer for it. This was the best team they had had for a long time; they were all comfortable with each other, and they worked well together.

She also was thinking about something totally unrelated. She wondered how she was going to get a bill for the accounting department; she couldn't just tell them that they had stayed in a private home and paid for room and board there. She'd have to take it up during dinner, see if any of the others had an idea.

When they met in the kitchen for dinner, they all agreed to not talk about anything related to the case. JJ brought up the question of the bill.

"We just have to find out if you want the bill to be issued by Kinnetik or Babylon. Kinnetik can write a bill that you then pay later, but Babylon takes credit cards. I'll have my accountant write it's for room and board at Britin of course, no matter which company you get the bill from."

Brian had thought about it himself.

"Oh, that would be great; I think Kinnetik might be better; that way, if they actually dig into it, they find an advertising agency, which has to be better than a nightclub."

JJ was relieved that she didn't have to worry about that anymore.

"Why is the house called Britin?"

Prentiss looked at the two men, but to everybody's surprise, it was Reid who answered.

"Isn't that obvious? BRIan JusTIN!"

The agents looked from him to Justin and Brian, who just nodded and smiled.

"Very good, Spencer, not many have figured that out on their own, for some weird reason. I thought it was quite clever and obvious when I came up with it, Brian caught it right away."

"Yeah, but I know how your mind works, Sunshine, most people don't."

Brian smirked and the rest of the table laughed at the indignated look on Justin's face.

"Where does that nickname come from, 'Sunshine'?"

"God, that's Debbie; the first time she saw me, she started calling me that, and after the prom, Brian adopted the name. They are the only two who call me that, and if anybody else tries, they'll be told in no uncertain terms not to."

"Well, it fits, with your blond hair and blue eyes."

"Yeah, see that's why no one but Deb and Brian get to call me that; they know the real reason behind it, and it has nothing to do with my hair or my eyes."

The agents all looked confused until Brian explained.

"Come on, you've seen him smile. When he's truly happy, his smile could light up a whole fucking football stadium."

Justin blushed, but he smiled, too, and they all saw what Brian was talking about. They nodded in agreement and Justin blushed even more.

To change the subject, Justin turned to Hotch.

"Hotch, I'm so sorry; I had forgotten about the mural in Michael and Ben's room when I put you there. If I had remembered, I'd have put you in my mother and Tucker's room."

"It's quite alright, Justin, I was actually wondering who they were; I don't think I've ever seen that cartoon before."

"Michael is a big comic book fan; he even owns his own comic book store. Rage is a comic he and I write, or he writes and I draw. When we decided to decorate each of the guest rooms with specific people in mind, we asked them all what they would like them to look like. Michael insisted that I paint a mural of Rage and Zephyr. I refused for a long time, but then, Ben and Brian begged me to just do it to get Michael to shut up about it. I had just one change to the one he wanted me to do; I also included JT and Ken Kirchner.

You see, Rage is based on Brian, Zephyr is based on Michael, JT is me and Ken is Ben, Michael's husband. I was not going to feed into Michael's little fantasy about Brian by excluding Ben and I from the picture on the wall, especially since it was as much Ben's room as it was Michael's.

In the comic, Rage is the super hero, saving Gayopolis one fuck at a time, fighting homophobia in all forms. Zephyr is his trusty sidekick and JT is his boyfriend, at least in the beginning; they got married in the third issue."

"You have your own comic book? Wow, I think Garcia is going to have a massive coronary when she finds out. She loves comic books, too."

Morgan was already imagining her face when he told her and the grin on his face made the others laugh.

"Why do you call her Baby Girl and other nicknames like that?"

Morgan looked a little sheepish.

"The first time I had to call out to her, I had completely forgotten her name and just called her Baby Girl; she wasn't the least bit offended and we have had this mutual flirting thing going on ever since. It's all in good fun and we almost compete in coming up with outrageous names for each other."

"I do believe she is winning; some of the things she calls you almost make me blush."

Hotch's tone was dry, but he had a glint in his eye that didn't go unnoticed; he really didn't mind the harmless flirting, it made for a better work environment, something they really needed in their line of work.

"Yeah, well, she has nicknames for Reid too, it's not just me."

Morgan looked at Reid, who blushed, quite prettily, Morgan thought.

"I don't think we need to mention those here, do we; I'd rather not hear any of them come from anybody but her, I don't think anybody else can make them sound quite as harmless as she can."

"That's certainly true; just looking at her, or listening to her voice makes you realize that she really doesn't mean anything by it; that's just the way she is. Some of the things she says sometimes even when she knows she's on speaker in the middle of a police station somewhere are just…"

Prentiss trailed off, but they all understood her meaning.

"It sounds like I'll have to meet this Garcia; she sounds like a woman after my own heart."

Brian was grinning and Justin smiled at him.

"You already have. Do you remember at my show in New York, we met this couple, he wore glasses and she was wearing an outfit Emmett would have been proud to call his own."

"Yeah, I remember them. That was Garcia?"

"And her boyfriend, Kevin, also a technical analyst at the bureau, just in another department."

Rossi nodded and smirked a little; he told the rest of them about the time Kevin came to him wanting a man to man talk about him showing up at Garcia's place catching them fraternizing.

"You aren't allowed to have a relationship with another agent?"

Justin was a little worried about that piece of information; it might put a cramp in his and Brian's plans for Morgan and Reid.

"There is a no fraternization rule, but nobody can really dictate who you can and cannot fall in love with. As long as it doesn't interfere with their work, I have no problem with it,"

Hotch said, defending the choice not to report Garcia and Kevin to Strauss, but inadvertently also putting a lot of minds at ease.

After dinner, they all helped to clean up, since Vivian had gone home.

"We may not know how to make all the fancy coffees, but we can make a regular old cup of joe; would anybody like one?"

Brian smirked at them, mostly because of the use of the term. They all accepted and then Brian started making coffee while Justin showed all of them across the hall and into a very large room.

In one corner was a large screen TV, with a gaming system and a Blu-Ray player attached. Surrounding the set were large comfortable chairs.

In another corner was a table next to some large bookshelves filled with board games, cards and other games. In between the two was another set of comfortable chairs in the midst of more book cases; these were actually filled with books and they made a kind of little enclosure.

On the opposite side of the room was a pool table and a dart board, and between the two parts of the room were tall tables and bar stools. Along the farthest wall was a bar, fully stocked with anything you could possibly wish to drink.

"You are more than welcome to use this room; the bar is stocked, I even think Vivian put in some peanuts and pretzels earlier. Brian and I have some work we have to do in the office, but feel free to wander around as you please; after you've seen the den, we really have nothing to hide."

He smirked, JJ, Prentiss and Morgan laughed, Rossi smirked, and Reid smiled a little shyly while Hotch tried unsuccessfully to hide his own smile.

Brian came into the room with a tray with coffee cups; he and Justin took a cup each and then they left the room to the agents.