Chapter two
In the conference room, Morgan, JJ, Garcia and Prentiss were all sat ready for the mornings briefing. Seeing the opportunity, Prentiss began the hard task of embarrassing Derek Morgan. "So how was your date last night?" Looking down to his lap Morgan showed how much he hoped this conversation would not have happened. "It was great." Garcia stepped up and sat down next to him. "Come on Hot Stuff! When do we get to meet her? What's their name?" All three girls were leaning in, eager to learn more about the mystery women who has stopped their player coming out after work. "You can probably meet them soon." Morgan had never been so grateful for Hotch and Rossi walking into the room and drawing all attention. "At least tell us how long you two have been together Morgan. Please?" JJ had more guts than anyone knew as she drew the two more serious agents in to the conversation. "What's going on?" Rossi's voice was questioning and confused as he sat down. "Morgan's got a girlfriend!" Prentiss almost sang to the room. "We've been dating for almost 3 months now. Can we actually get on with this work thing?" At this the whole team laughed and Hotch began the morning briefing.
Dressed in his usual style, Spencer Reid approached the FBI headquarters. In his white shirt and black tie, covered with a red sweater vest with burgundy seems and his black slacks, all finished off with his off-white converses. "The BAU floor Please?" He asked the man at the guest registration. "Name?" the deep voice asked for his tag. "Spencer Reid" was the easy reply before the sound of pen scratching on paper sounded and a small tag was given to him "Third floor" the deep voice directed him.
When Spencer arrived at the BAU doors he opened them and felt immediately out of place in this office. He walked to roughly the centre of the bullpen and stood awkwardly looking around. This place was quite empty for a team supposedly buried in paper work when they weren't on a case. Just then he heard a door open and two very official men walk across the small balcony, both disappearing into separate offices. Adjusting his glasses slightly Spencer turned to face the room they had come from. He heard Derek's heavy chuckle and smiled to himself. He then saw two blonde women walk out talking happily. "So, Chocolate thunder." One of the said and Spencer thought to himself 'that must be Garcia so the other blonde on would be JJ, that also means, Derek is behind them.' Finishing his thought Spencer looked back up to the door, just as a dark haired women stepped out, all followed by Derek. "You are coming to my lair, with the girls and telling us about your date!" It was easy to see Morgan's reluctance as he bowed his head. "There's nothing to tell you! I saw them and we hugged, for a while, and then went to sleep!" All three girls laughed.
All four of them had stopped in the door way and were having a conversation, just audible from where Spencer stood. "Come on Morgan!" The dark haired women, possibly Prentiss, said. "We know you. You would never go to a girl's house, hug her then fall asleep!" Holding his arms up, Morgan faked a defence. "Ouch, that really hurt Emily! Suppose you're right though." He commented as a grin spread across his face. "Knew! It!" Garcia's voice echoed all around the room. "You guys only know what I used to be like. I've changed since I've been with them!" At this all of the girls stood in a line, their backs against the railings. Forcing Morgan to look in the direction of the bullpen, just to see their faces. Head bowed it was almost as if Derek Morgan was glaring at his co-workers. "Oh, Chocolate Muffin, we love you but you would never change, for a 'chic' as you call them." A hurt look spread across his face as he slowly brought his head up "I'm not some wreckless guy! I've never been horrible! I only used to have one night stands, because I'm rubbish at relationships! And every girl I danced with, whilst you guys left, or drove home early on in the night, because they're really drunk and feel sick. All of that led me to meet who I'm with now! I don't regret any of it!" as he got almost to the end of the rant he was staring at each one of them in the eye. "I know I probably looked like I hooked up with all of them. I didn't." As he finished, he looked straight down muttering a small sorry, for his aggravation. "Oh, Hot, Stuff! I'm so sorry, we didn't mean it that way! We just meant it as in, we never really saw you as the relationship type." Morgan returned the hug and JJ and Prentiss rubbed his arms. "It's all cool, girls. I mean..." His voice shut off as he saw the man stood in the bullpen waiting for him. "Morgan?" Prentiss asked as she gently pushed his arm. Unlatching himself from the girls he started to quickly walk towards the steps, the girls following a few steps behind, Stopping in the middle of the two offices. "What's with him?" JJ asked watching as the man walked quickly across the balcony, drawing Hotch and Rossi's attention. Both senior agents came to their doors and stood waiting for the girls to explain what was going on.
Practically flying down the steps, Morgan reached the mystery man and tapped him on the shoulder. All of the other agents were stood there watching as Morgan spoke to the young man in the middle of the bullpen. "Who's that?" JJ asked as quietly. All the others just shrugging or shaking their heads.
Down in the bullpen Morgan tapped Spencer on the shoulder and stood directly in front of him, creating deep eye contact. "Hey, Pretty boy, what you doing here?" he asked, lightening his voice as he spoke to add a small joke to it.
The team saw as the young man reached in to his pocket and pulled out two objects, they couldn't really see. "Back to work please everyone!" Hotch's demand was loud enough for Morgan to hear and he turned slightly to see his boss, nod then look back. Lowering his voice Hotch continued to the rest of the team "Leave Morgan to it!" Before the group split in to their own directions.
"You, um, you forgot your phone, and your credentials." Spencer said handing over his phone and creds. "Thanks Pretty Boy." Derek said, stepping a little closer. By now Prentiss had got to her desk and sat down, starting her work. "Come here a minute." Morgan said pulling Spencer lightly by his forearm. When they reached the break room, Morgan stepped to his younger lover, closing the gap between them. "Do you want to meet my team?" The men were so close heat was bounding from each other's body. "S-s-sure!" Spencer stumbled on his answer. Giving the area around them a quick scan, Derek pressed his lips quickly to Spencer's and off again. Putting his strong hand on Spencer's mid back and walked, gently pulling his boyfriend with him. "Let's go to Hotch first, he's practically my boss." Morgan said easily receiving a nod from Spencer.
The two men walked up to Hotch's office. After knocking on the door twice, Morgan pushed the door open. "Hotch, can I talk to you for a minute?" Looking up from his paper work and seeing Morgan and the mystery man in the bullpen in his door way he nodded. "Of course. Come in?" Holding the door open for his partner to enter. They stood next to each other in front of Hotch's desk, as he leant back in his chair. "Hotch, this is my boyfriend Spencer Reid. He's a genius!" Derek finished speaking with a proud grin and earned a glare from Spencer. "Nice to meet you Spencer, I'm Aaron, why did he call you a genius?" Just then Rossi knocked on the door and came into the room. "Rossi this is Spencer, my genius boyfriend!" Once again with a proud tone in his voice. "He, um, he t-thinks I'm a genius, because of, um, my IQ, and um..." Seeing hi boyfriend is extremely uncomfortable and wanting to help out. He put a protective arm around the small framed shoulders and pulled him closer. "He has an IQ of 187, an eidetic memory, can read 20,000 a minute and remembers everything he has read. He has PhD's in Chemistry, Engineering and Mathematics and BA's in Psychology and sociology." Giving his shoulders another small squeeze. "I was wandering if you would mind me introducing him to the girls?" He said looking hopeful at Hotch. "Sure. If you want to get him ripped apart. How old is Spencer?" Chuckling lightly Morgan smiled out his answer "22" The answer was short and sweet. "It was nice to meet you before the girls get a chance to shred you." Rossi chuckled holding out his hand. Shaking the slightly trembling hand of the 22 year old.
When they were back in the bullpen, the extra pale Spencer had to ask. "What do they mean, rip me apart?" Chuckling Morgan turned so they face each other. "It was just a joke, they're gonna shred me, I kept you from them for 3 moths! And you are adorable." He started to turn away when he saw the blush that was spreading up his lovers face. "Especially when you do that!" he said tapping Spencer on the nose. As they got to Morgan's desk he leaned in to Prentiss. "Go get JJ and tell her to go to Garcia's lair, I need t tell you three something." As he finished Prentiss rose and walked quickly towards JJ's office. "It'll be fine, I promise, baby." Finishing with a small peck on the cheek.