Justin and Reid had been in the store for about two hours when they came out. Reid was exhausted; who knew that trying on clothes could be that hard?

Justin looked at him and couldn't help the smile that broke out on his face.

"I know how you feel; you should have seen me the first time Brian took me shopping, it was nothing like shopping with my mother had been."

Justin winked at Reid, who blushed at the implication; the changing rooms had been rather spacious. Justin grinned and then opened the door to his Jeep.

"Let's go somewhere and get some coffee, and maybe something to eat."

Reid perked up at the mention of coffee and Justin drove them to a little café close to the Carnegie Mellon campus. It was close to lunch time and the place was a little crowded, but they managed to get a table in the farthest corner.

A young bored-looking girl came over to take their orders. Reid wanted coffee and Justin ordered some tea; both of them decided on a sandwich.

When the girl left to get their order, Reid looked at Justin with a serious expression on his face.

"Do you really think the clothes are going to be ok? People are not going to wonder what Mor… Derek would want with the likes of me?"

"Spencer, you are going to look stunning, so much so that Derek will have a hard time keeping his hands to himself until we get to the club, where he's supposed to touch you."

Justin winked and Reid looked at him with shock in his eyes.

"What do you mean? I'm not sure what you are talking about."

"Spencer, with the way the two of you are looking at each other, I'm surprised something hadn't happened between you two a long time ago."

Reid blushed furiously, but he smiled brightly at the same time.

"He's been looking at me?"

"Jesus, Spencer, what kind of profiler are you that you can't even recognize the look of love on a man's face? And I'm not even going to mention that the rest of the team must be blind too, since they seem as oblivious as the two of you have been."

"We have an agreement not to profile each other; we have to be able to keep some kind of privacy or we'd all go nuts, besides, we tried profiling one of our own once, and none of us liked it."

Justin looked surprised; he couldn't imagine what would make them profile somebody from the team. His surprise showed on his face and Reid noticed it. He thought about it for a minute and then made up his mind.

"I'll tell you what happened, but not here, not where others might hear."

Justin nodded and they finished their lunch, talking about other things. When they were done, they drove back to Britin, got a cup of coffee and settled in the living room.

"A few years back, Derek went to Chicago to visit with his family for his mother's birthday, something he does every year. While he was there, a young boy named Damian was killed and two local detectives arrested him for it."

Justin's jaw dropped in astonishment; he couldn't imagine what would make anybody think that Derek could ever do a thing like that.

"I know, but after Derek's father died, he started hanging with the wrong people and got into a lot of trouble. He got into a fight with a boy from another gang and this kid ended up with a cracked skull when he fell. Derek was charged with aggravated assault and the detective in charge had it in for him ever since.

He just happened to be one of the two detectives who had the case about the young boy. Another boy had been killed fifteen years prior and they had sent that case file to our former boss, Gideon and asked him to do a profile that pointed to Derek as the killer.

Now, a profile is a tool, and a very valuable one, but you still have to do all the legwork and not just settle for the first person who fits the profile, and age is the hardest thing to predict in these things, but they just insisted that Derek was the right guy.

We were called in and none of us believed that he had done it, but we couldn't convince the detectives and Derek wasn't exactly cooperative and it looked really bad for him. Hotch went in and talked to Derek and we started our own investigation. Garcia dug up Derek's juvenile record, despite the fact that it had been sealed, and found out that it had been expunged because of a letter from a very well-respected member of the community, a man by the name of Carl Buford, the leader of a youth center who had taken Derek in and was mentoring him. I went to Derek's mother's house with Prentiss and found out from her that this man had almost singlehandedly pulled Derek out of whatever he had been in since his father died, but still, Derek never went to see him when he was in town after leaving for college.

It all finally came to a head when Derek ran and he went to the youth center to confront Carl. It turns out that the bastard had been abusing Derek for years, and was doing the same thing to a kid named James. James had told his friend, Damian, who had told him he should tell Derek what was going on, and therefore, Carl had killed him.

Nobody ever talked about it ever again, but it's still imbedded so deep in us that we try really, really hard not to profile each other, some things are just private."

Justin had been sitting with one horrified expression after another the whole time and when Reid stopped, he swallowed and then he nodded his head.

"That explains a lot."

"Yes, it does."

"I don't just mean nobody seeing that you guys are crazy about each other, but also why he hasn't he made a move on you before; he doesn't strike me as the shy type."

"He's not; I've seen him go after women before and there is no hesitation, no doubt about his own prowess."

"He's probably never felt about any of them the way he feels about you; that could add to his hesitation."

Reid smiled a small luminous smile and Justin couldn't help smiling back; he remembered those days when he had first fallen in love with Brian.

The two men drank their coffee in silence and Justin could see that Reid had something on his mind, but he let him take his time, get his thoughts in order.

"Can I ask you something? If it's too personal just tell me."

"Sure, ask away."

"Weren't you scared the first time, you know…"

He blushed furiously and was looking at everything but Justin.

"I was scared shitless, but I was also so turned on, completely in awe of him; he was without a doubt the most beautiful man I had ever seen, still is, in fact."

"That's how I feel about Derek, but I'm a lot older than you were your first time. I'm not sure what to expect and I don't have that youthful daring."

"Somehow, I can't imagine you ever did, or maybe that's just me."

Justin smirked and Reid nodded with a smile in agreement.

"I've read about it and it sounds like it's painful. I really can't imagine that it would be pleasurable at all."

"Have you ever tried jerking off while fingering yourself? Tried to find your prostate?"

"No! I don't, not very often. My mother had no sense of privacy where I was concerned and after she had caught me a few times and given me a lecture on how it was the government that promoted that filthy practice as a way of dulling people's awareness, I gave up on it, for the most part."

"I'd recommend that you try it before you and Derek get that far; that way you'll know how good it can be and you might not be as scared."

Reid thought about it and could actually see the merit of it. He also liked the almost scientific idea of doing experiments. He nodded slowly and Justin continued.

"I've put lube and condoms in your room and I'd recommend you use the lube, it's a lot less uncomfortable like that."

"Why did you do that?"

Reid looked a little panicked at the thought.

"I put it in all your rooms before you even arrived; I'm the last person to judge anybody for their relationships, and I had no idea whether anybody on your team might be together. There also was the chance that one of you met someone here you'd be interested in tricking with; you never know what people might do."

"Ok, that sounds logical, I guess, even if all of us are far too professional to do something like that while on a case; you couldn't have known that."

"Exactly, besides, it's almost a habit to stock up when we have overnight guests."

They talked about other things while they waited for the rest of the team and Brian to return.