Thank you so much everyone for all the reviews, alerts and favs! It puts a smile on my face for every notice I get. Don't stop!
Okay…it's still some fluff on the menu and there are a few curses (couldn't be helped…) Hmm, are there any more to say? Naaah, enjoy!
"Don't forget that there are case files waiting to get sorted out!" Hotch shouted after Morgan when he opened the door to his SUV.
"Don't worry! I'll just leave Dr. Genius here and I will be all yours Mr. Boss-man!" Morgan smirked and waved at the others, Hotch just shook his head and picked up his go-bag from the ground.
"By the way, Garcia insisted that she would restock your refrigerator, she will meet up with us at your apartment." Morgan told the scrawny man in the passenger seat beside him as he drove away.
"Why is it that you people always think that I don't have any food at home?" Reid grunted and hugged himself in an attempt to warm his freezing hands.
"Are you cold?" Morgan turned the heat up in the car. "They said it would probably snow tomorrow or the day after that I think.
"I wouldn't mind if it didn't came at all…" Reid muttered quiet.
"Don't worry, Garcia will have you all fat and jolly in no time, and then you'll keep warm." Morgan laughed.
"Great!.." Reid said in a mocked joy as they turned into his street where Garcia indeed was waiting.
"Don't do that!" Was the first thing she said to Reid, giving him a punch in the arm.
"Ouch! What?"
"Your escapades make me worry like crazy!" She answered, now embracing him in a tight hug instead, forcing him to catch his breath.
"Sooorry!" He looked down at her with big puppy eyes which seem to make her soften and let him go.
"I really can't help it." He said and leaned on Morgan for help as they went into the building. "It just happens! And it is a risk we're constantly must take, you know that."
"It doesn't make me worry any less though." She stated and took the keys from Reid and opened the door.
"That's why we love you so much Baby girl!" Morgan smiled and left Reid on the sofa. "Have to go back to work now, but I'll check in on you tomorrow. If you need anything just call!"
"I will see to that our precious G-man got everything he will need before I leave!" Garcia called back from the kitchen.
"You guys really don't have to – "
"Nonsense! C' ya later Pretty boy!" And the door closed.
"Hello sweetie! How are you doing?" It was the third day Reid had to stay home and Garcia's phone call was a welcome change in the monotonous day. Morgan's predicament of snow had came true, which made it more or less impossible to get outside by himself. Only two days left though before returning to work, if he got as he wanted.
"It's okay I guess…"
Don't despair my vanilla chocolate-button! Derek, Emily and yours truly are coming over tonight for a movie marathon. The others were busy so more sweets for us then!" Reid smiled at the always enthusiastic technical analyst. "That sounds perfect Garcia."
"Don't worry about anything, Emily and I'll pick up some stuff on the way, see you in a bit!"
"Knock, knock!"
"Who's there?"
"Pasta!"
"Pasta who?"
"Pasta salt please!"
"You're nuts, do you know that?" Reid said grinning as he let Morgan in.
"Brought us all some italian food! Your favorite right?" Morgan laughed and walked into the kitchen. "Good to see you're following orders." Morgan pointed towards the crutches under Reid's arms.
"I do whatever necessary to get back to work, this is boring!"
"Looking fine there Reid!" Prentiss said by the door that still was open.
"Thanks' Emily, it feels alright."
"Mooovie time! We got enough to last us through the entire night if we want to." Garcia waltzed in with two bags full of DVD's and all kinds of tasty treats.
"What should we start with?" Morgan returned with the food neatly plated.
"Bridget Jones Diary!" Garcia squeaked.
"For real? Come on girls…" Morgan sighed.
"Sorry boys, your overruled, it was JJ's suggestion." Prentiss teased.
"Not if I call Rossi and Hotch, then we overrule you!"
"Don't bother, Rossi's away hunting with probably little to none reception, beside he loves that movie." Garcia pinched Morgan's behind making him jump.
"And you would probably get three weeks worth of extra paperwork if you disturb Hotch on his free time with Jack, over a silly thing like this." Prentiss added very pleased with herself.
"Whatever…" Morgan rolled his eyes in surrender, placing himself in the middle of the sofa next to Reid and Garcia. Prentiss had made herself comfortable in the only armchair.
"Who writes diaries nowadays anyway?" Morgan asked 15 minutes into the movie.
"Ehm…I do." Reid felt the blush spread to his cheeks as the other three looked at him peculiarly.
"Why? You have an eidetic memory, you can't forget anything!" Prentiss wondered.
"For now yes but you never know what could happen in the future. It's a great way to release stress too and to get some perspective on things...I like it."
"That's right, I wrote every day for six months after my mom and dad died, it helped a great deal." Garcia agreed.
The rest of the film was watched in silence if you don't count the squeaks that came from the girls every time Mark Darcy were on and Morgan's comment about that they fought like girls in England which of course got him hammered with pillows from both Garcia and Prentiss.
"Enough of this fluffy cute stuff. Time for some horror!" Morgan promptly decided after that Bridget Jones and Mark Darcy stood out in the snow happily smooching as the camera zoomed out.
"I'll make popcorn!" Garcia leaped out to the kitchen and Prentiss switched off the light when Morgan gathered the plates.
"Um, do we have to – "
"Of course!" Morgan interrupted Reid. "You can't see a horror movie with the lights on." Reid frowned deeply and pulled a blanket tight around him. Should not Morgan if anyone understand his reluctance to the dark? Even if they were at home in safety!
"Hey, don't hog all of it!" Morgan tugged half of the blanket around himself as he sat down again, forcing Reid to move closer to have any left. What the hell!
As Terror on Elmstreet(the original of course) started, a shudder went down Reid's spine. Nightmares! He hated nightmares! Reid closed his eyes even if Freddy Krueger hadn't shown his ugly face yet, and almost yelped in surprise when a warm hand sneaked inside his own, nestling their fingers together. He glanced carefully to his right observing Morgan's face, but the other man was attentively watching the screen not showing any outer signs. He was actually joking with Prentiss and Garcia over the current braless-fashion in the movie. As the plot progressed so did Morgan, caressing Reid's hand slowly, leaving traces that felt like fire on his skin. F-ck me! (As Bridget's friend Shazza said all the time to everything)Reid thought. That felt sooo nice… Reid didn't know what to think of this quite obvious sign of affection, but he decided not to worry about that now. Horror movies were really enjoyable when you had someone to hold your hand!
After three more movies (Morgan had picked up Reid's hand again after every break) Garcia yawned loudly and stated it was time to go home, especially since Prentiss had fell asleep and started to snore. Morgan gave Reid's hand a final squeeze before getting up and helped cleaning up the mess from when they had that popcorn-fight in the middle of a Halloween-movie.
"Good-bye Sweetie." Garcia gave Reid a peck on his cheek and dragged the zombielike Prentiss with her. "See you soon!"
Morgan followed shortly thereafter.
"Mmm, Sweet dreams Baby boy.." He said as he brushed by and Reid was alone again.
Baby boy? !
Muhahaha cliffhanger! A small one anyway, hehe.
As you may have noticed, I do like Bridget Jones diary (and the sequel) very much, so sue me! The title actually is from one of the songs in the movie. =P
I also love scary movies. But unlike Reid, I like the dark and would probably be the one comforting someone than the other way around.
So, what did you think? Please let me know! I have an inkling about the next chapter but I will let that one mature as I'm going to a family-thing tomorrow. Hugs!