Holy cow, this story is getting so much more attention than I expected! Thank you so much to everyone who has favorited/followed this story, and thanks especially to all those who have reviewed. You guys are so great. I usually don't update this often, but I've been getting so much encouragement from you guys that I can't help but keep writing! Things are starting to get serious, and the next chapter will be a lot longer, so thanks for putting up with my shorter chapters. Here we go!

Chapter 3: ...And That's All

The case was pretty straightforward. Boys are kidnapped, raped, drowned and dumped. As they set up camp at the Midworth P.D., they divided up the work load and started on a profile. But something was wrong; they couldn't narrow it down enough. It was Reid who discovered that their original profile was wrong. They had assumed that the UnSub was a Situational offender because there were only two victims. But the kidnapper was too organized and prepared; the children hadn't been a spur of the moment choice. He had planned, and that meant that he was a preferential offender, which meant that he had probably committed earlier offenses. They had Garcia check further databases, and had discovered 19 more cases with the same M.O. that hadn't been solved, all throughout Ohio, and possibly in Indiana as well. None of the cases had overlapped in the same county, until Justin and Eddie, so the team knew that he had a connection with the town. Using a geographic profile, they narrowed the UnSub down to Dan Allerton, a nomad living in a trailer, who had been born in Midworth. When he was an adolescent he had seen his father rape one of his classmates, near the lake where he was now dumping his victims. His stressor was his father dying in jail 2 years ago.

It had taken them 4 days to find the UnSub, and by that time the last kidnapped boy, 15 year old Jeffrey Kent, had met the same fate as all the others. And despite their victory, not one of the team members felt like they had accomplished something.

Morgan walked onto the jet, heading straight for the mini bar and poured himself a glass of whiskey. Reid sat in the seat across from him.

"Morgan, it's 3 in the afternoon…" he said, not as quietly as Morgan would have liked him to. The other members of the team were watching them. Morgan just looked him dead in the eye and took a long sip before putting his headphones on and turning to look out the window.

The team was stunned; Morgan had never turned down Reid like that before. The rest of the flight was met with silence, and when they landed Hotch told them to just go home and rest since they hadn't had a good night's sleep in days.

Reid followed Morgan to his SUV; he hadn't ridden his motorcycle because the weather was starting to become wintry. It was even starting to snow. The older agent had barely spoken since they had left Midworth.

"Derek. Talk to me. Please," Spencer pleaded, grabbing his arm. Morgan shrugged him off and got in the car. Spencer didn't give up. He held the door open, so that Morgan couldn't shut it without hurting his younger friend.

"Get out of my way Reid."

"Can we have a movie night? Please? I don't feel like being alone tonight."

"I see what you're doing, and it's not going to work. I just need some time by myself."

Spencer wouldn't let up. "At least give me a ride home. I took the bus here." Morgan paused for a moment.

"Fine. Get in," he said, unlocking the passenger side door.

Spencer hesitated. "Can I drive?"

Morgan rolled his eyes. "Don't push your luck. I'm fine to drive. Get in."

Reid decided he'd gotten as far as he could, and walked around to get in the passenger seat. They both buckled their seatbelts and pulled out of the BAU parking lot.

It was quiet for a few minutes, but Reid knew he didn't have a lot of time so he spoke first.

"I wasn't kidding when I suggested the movie night. I really need one."

Derek didn't respond immediately. "Kid, I'm sorry I was rough on you, but really, I'm fine. I just need some alone time."

"What if we went to a bar, have a few beers?" Reid blurted out. Damn, I should've veiled that a little better, he thought.

Morgan abruptly pulled the car into an empty parking lot, turning off the engine and turning to face Reid. They were still a few blocks from Reid's apartment. Derek Morgan had a fire in his eyes.

"Spencer Reid," Reid didn't think he'd ever heard Morgan call him Spencer before, let alone his full name, "I know what you're thinking. That magical giant brain of yours is thinking that I've got a problem with drinking, that I can't control myself. Stop it. I'm fine. You aren't my dad, you aren't my brother. You are just my coworker, and that's all. Not everyone has an addiction problem. Get that through your head."

There was silence. Reid sat with his mouth open for a whole minute, just staring at his friend, or who he had thought was once his friend. Suddenly, he opened the car door turning around to say three words before slamming it and jogging off down the snowy sidewalk to his apartment.

"Fuck you, Morgan."

And before Derek knew it, Spencer was gone, his lanky legs carrying off into the night.

There had been tears in his eyes.

He'd made Spencer cry.

Slamming his fists on the steering wheel, Derek turned the engine on, veering out of the parking lot and racing home.

Next chapter is going to be epic, graphic, and hopefully (if my writing skills are up to the task) a bit heart wrenching. Also Midworth was a city I made up, as far as I know, it is false. I also made up the names of the children, so if someone has that name, I apologize. See you all next chapter, and thanks again for the reviews!