Pretty Boy chapter 11- Ashley Seaver:
"Ok Ashley." Prentiss says, trying to pry her attention away from the young man. "What did you see?"
"All I saw was a man in a long, dark trench coat, grabbing the young man. He brought him into the alley way, and then a few minutes later, came running out, covered in blood." Ashley says, glancing every few seconds at Reid.
"That's all you saw? You didn't see what color his hair was, or what color his skin was?" Reid pressed, feeling very uncomfortable at the look she was giving him.
"Nope, but maybe if we go back to the crime scene together, it might jog my memory." she says flirtatiously to Reid.
"No, that will be all. Thanks for your time Ashley, but we can handle this case ourselves." Morgan says, forcing himself to stay calm.
"Whatever, see you around cutie pie." Ashley says, playfully tugging on Reid's tee shirt before leaving the station.
"Well, i think Reid's got himself a girlfriend." Emily says, oblivious of Morgan's aura getting darker.
"I need some air." Morgan grounds out, before storming away.
Reid looks at Prentiss with a confused expression. "Did i say something wrong?" she asks.
"I'll go see what his problem is." Reid says, walking out after Morgan.
After he finds Morgan leaning against a the brick wall of the police station, he goes up to him to talk. "What 's wrong?"
"What's wrong? What about that little tramp trying to get in your pants? That's what's wrong!" Morgan all but shouts.
Despite Morgan's shouting and hostility, Reid couldn't help the small smile that formed on his full lips. "Morgan, you wouldn't happen to be jealous would you?"
" How could i not be? You're mine, and she comes in here, and tries to seduce you." Morgan says, looking away from Reid, arms firmly crossed against his chest.
Reid's smile only got bigger. "That's so sweet. No one's ever gotten jealous over me before."
Morgan looked at Reid, then sighed and put his arm around the skinny genius. "I'm sorry. I just can't help but get upset when people do that to someone i like."
"It's ok. I'm not even upset. I'm actually kind of flattered." Reid says, leaning into the touch.
Morgan smiles and places a kiss on Reid's forehead. "I love you Pretty Boy."
"Love you too." He says, grabbing Morgan's arm, pulling him back into the police station.
Unknown to them, someone was watching them from the alley way a crossed the street from them, gritting their teeth.
"Pretty Boy, you can let go you know. I won't run away." Morgan says, laughing as Reid drags him into the room.
"You promise?" Reid asks, playfully pouting at him.
Morgan just had to chuckle at how cute Reid was being. "Yes, I promise." He says, before kissing his forehead again.
"Well well well, what do we have here?" Emily says, spotting the sweet act as she walked in.
"Emily, well..." Morgan couldn't speak. First Hotch, and now Emily. who was next? Rossi?
"It's ok Morgan. Does Hotch know?" She says, smile on her face.
"Yeah." Morgan says.
"Then we have no problems. I'm happy for you guys." She says, smiling a genuine smile at both of them.
Reid was quiet for a bit, so when Morgan turned to look at Reid, He had to stifle the unmanly squeal of adorableness. Reid was beet red, hugging as close as he could to Morgan's side, looking like a shy little kid on his first day of school. "Aww, it's ok baby." He says, stroking his soft hair.
Just then Hotch walked in, and Reid automatically pulled away, keeping his eyes trained on the floor. "Did we get anything out of Ashley?" Morgan stifled his growl at the mention of that girl's name.
"Only that she saw a man in a long black trench coat dragging our last victim into the alley way." Emily says, sipping her coffee.
Reid flinched a bit as they called Ethan a victim. "S-she said that she didn't see any features, no hair color, and no skin color." He added.
"Well i guess we're back to square one." Hotch says.
"Not necessarily." Rossi says.
"What do you have?" Hotch says, curiously walking over to Rossi.
"A single blonde hair. Our victim had black hair." Rossi says, holding up an evidence bag with the single strand of hair in it.
"Good work Dave. Get it to the lab immediately." Hotch says excitedly.
As everyone walks out, Morgan noticed Reid standing there. "You ok Pretty Boy?"
"Yeah, just thinking." Reid says, still searching his brain.
"About what?" Morgan asks, more intrigued.
"It's nothing, let's go get something to eat, I'm starving." Reid says, looking at Morgan sweetly.
Morgan just chuckles. "After you my love."
As they step out of the police station, Reid notices a person in a long trench coat standing a crossed the street. But he couldn't see his face, it was hidden by the hood. but as a bus passes by, the figure disappears.
"You ok baby?" Morgan says, noticing Reid staring a crossed the street.
"Y-yeah, just could have sworn that i saw someone staring at us from a crossed the street." Reid says, still staring.
"Well no one's there now." Morgan says, wrapping his arm around Reid.
"Yeah, i guess I'm just tired. Let's go eat." Reid says, smiling at Morgan.
As they walk away, the person stands in the alley way, watching them. "Soon Spencer Reid, soon." The figure says, disappearing into the dark alley.
TBC. Uh oh! What does this sicko have in mind for our favorite little genius, and was Morgan's suspicions about Ashley well founded? See what happens next chapter. As always, suggestions are very much accepted.