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AN: My brain irrevocably put the pieces together to turn the original oneshot into a multi-chaptered story. Please enjoy (and as always, reviews are paper hearts that make me feel loved, so, please review).

Reid practically skipped down the stairs at the Behavioral Analysis Unit. The team eyed Morgan expectantly, as if expecting him to reveal the secret of Reid's sudden recovery. However, he did not. Instead he glared at Reid, who was proving to be terrible at keeping a low profile. Colleagues were not allowed to be together at work. And what Reid and Morgan were about to hide was extraordinarily frowned upon- not to other colleagues, but to the government itself. Morgan mentally smacked his head for not telling Reid these things in the presentation room, knowing how socially inept Reid was.

Hotch walked out of his office. With his hands on the railing, he faced the rest of the BAU. Jareau had presented a case yesterday that had evidently proved to be more than Hotch and Rossi had believed it was. Hotch's eyes scanned over his team that surrounded Morgan's desk. But wait, he realized that someone was missing. Brown eyes drifted over to Reid who was happier than usual and definitely happier than he had been for the last few months. Reid was bent over a book of Sudoku and was rapidly filling in the boxes with numbers one through nine.

"We're getting on the plane in five," Hotch made the announcement with a loud and clear voice.

The team looked up at Hotch and nodded. Each member separated to their own desks and offices to retrieve their bags. Reid's eyes followed each person's path. The abnormally large and round deep brown eyes stopped at Morgan's shoes. They scanned the agent up to his eyes. Reid and Morgan connected for a few moments before Morgan got up from his chair and strode over to Reid. This agent squatted in front of Reid and looked up at him seriously. Placing a firm hand on the back of Reid's swivel chair, Morgan's look took a diagonal glance for a split second.

"Reid, look around. You need to be careful, man," Morgan whispered. His brow was furrowed, knit together in a certain concern that twisted Reid's stomach into knots. For added measure, Morgan finished with, "This thing we're doing? It's not even allowed to be happening. So if you blow it, we're both screwed."

Reid nodded. After Morgan had finished speaking, Reid realized he had been holding his breath. Taking a deep gulp of air, he took one look at Morgan and recognized how much he wanted to kiss him. But not here, obviously, or they would be sacked. Reid retrieved his bag from underneath his desk as Morgan walked back to his own seat. If only Morgan's words were not loud and clear reminders of what they should not be doing. It was the government that did not allow it, not their friends. Reid closed his eyes and blinked that thought away.

Jareau was the first one to leave the BAU for the jet. Her carry on was a rectangular suitcase carved out of fine wood and polished down for a nice sheen. Rossi carried out his half empty duffel bag next. Reid eyed Morgan, wondering why he had not left yet. The man had his backpack ready and it was already on his back, yet the agent appeared to be dawdling around his desk. The two of them watched as Prentiss rolled her small suitcase out the door with her small black handbag clutched in the same hand. Little did Morgan and Reid realize that Hotch was still watching them from the windows of the presentation room.

Morgan strode over to Reid; his orange and black backpack slung over one shoulder. He saw Reid attempt to pick up his small duffel bag, which appeared to be packed to the brim with something. While Reid looked at him, he knew Morgan suspected that most of it was books. The man shook his head and picked up Reid's duffel. Hotch narrowed his eyes from behind the blinds in his location. Morgan and Reid left the room while Hotch shortly left thereafter.

Morgan and Reid walked through the hallways of the government building until they reached the jet plane. Reid had been asking Morgan the whole way down there why Morgan would not let him carry his own bag. The genius had made a clear point: Morgan was already carrying two bags, why not let Reid share the load? Morgan only answered with the fact that Reid's bag was loaded down with books. There was no way Morgan was about to allow Reid to break his back carrying a library. The couple's ignorance allowed Hotch to recognize the bickering and what it meant. This was his next clue.

Morgan carried both bags up the steps into the jet. He plunked the duffel bag and backpack in the back of the jet with the rest of the bags. The agent let out a groan and stretched his lower back. Lightly, he touched the area as he sat down. The team watched Reid's head poke in from outside as he rose into the jet. Reid took as seat across from Morgan.

"You didn't have to carry my bag," Reid stated as he leaned slightly forward.

Morgan raised an eyebrow. He was a little taken aback seeing as he had walked that thing out here to the jet. But of course, Morgan was dealing with Reid. Things had to be dealt with differently.

""Reid, your bag was so heavy. You would've-"

"I could've taken care of it."

"You couldn't even pick it up!"

Reid made a face. "I would've figured something out."

Morgan huffed.

"Oh look," Prentiss cooed with a gleaming smile spread across her face, "Morgan and Reid are fighting like an old married couple."

Morgan huffed. He glared at Reid with deep brown eyes and then moved to a seat at the other end of the jet. Prentiss watched Morgan as he walked away in a tight tan t-shirt and blue jeans that shaped his butt perfectly. She raised an eyebrow playfully. Reid narrowed his eyes because he now, officially, called dibs on Derek Morgan.

Prentiss tilted her head at the sight of Morgan pulling his iPod nano from his jean pocket. "Wow, he's getting sensitive."

Jareau shook her head. "No, he just doesn't like women questioning his manliness," the blond said with a slight smile on her face as she leaned forward.

Rossi made a small chuckle as Hotch climbed aboard the jet. He looked at the faces of his team and decided, as he sat down, that what he thought was true: Reid and Morgan had just become a couple.