A/N: Here is the next Drabble. Hope you enjoy. This story is dedicated to Ghostwriter, who also suggested the prompt. Thank you for an awesome suggestion and I hope that this story is to your liking. Well on with the show! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or the Characters or, where this story is concerned, any quotes from the show. I am simply borrowing them to entertain others :D!

Could Have Told Me

Word Count: 476

Summary: Derek gave his confession about his sexual abuse at the hand of Carl Buford. Now Reid is trying to figure out how to deal with his lover during his moment of weakness. How will Reid react to the breaking news that has haunted the man that he loves? (Spoilers for "Profiler, Profiled" Ep2x12)

The words were flashing in my head. The huge confession still burned into my mind. There was not going to be a day when this would be forgotten…especially not anytime soon. "All these years I kept my mouth shut." Those words had shocked me as soon as they had flowed from Morgan's mouth. As soon as those words had been spouted I knew that nothing good could have happened.

"Our business was over way too long ago to matter. You are protected by a statute of limitations and that's my fault." Once those words were uttered my heart broke. My Derek had been traumatized…molested…robbed of his innocence.

A deep sigh broke through my thoughts and brought my attention back to the present. Sitting across from me was my darker lover, a look of pure torture on his face. He was clearly lost in his own thoughts and I couldn't think of anything that I could do or say that would make a difference. Finally, the silence just became too much.

"Morgan…Derek? Are you…a-are you o-okay?" I stuttered as I waited to see if he would retaliate or not respond at all.

"Huh?" There was a haunted look in his eyes; a look that was accompanied by self-loathing.

"Are you okay?" My words were only acknowledged with a half-hearted nod.

"You know you could have told me?"

"Spence can we not do this right now. I have a right to my secrets just like everyone else." I saw the facial twitch that always let me know whenever I was pushing the boundaries.

"Derek…you know what….forget it. I will let it go." I said as I looked out of the jet window. I could feel the pout that formed on my face and the creases that rose on my forehead as I got wrapped up in my own thoughts yet again.

How could I have not seen this? The signs were all there. And he was hurting…is hurting and there is nothing that I can do about it. Mainly because he won't let me in.

"Pretty Boy, I didn't know how to tell you. I didn't know what you would think of me…if you would leave."

"Frankly, I don't know if I should be offended that you find me so shallow or if I should be disappointed that you think I would be anything other than supportive." I reached forward and grabbed Derek's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"I love you Derek Morgan. I understand better than most that we all have our demons, but I am telling you that you don't have to face yours alone…ever. Especially as long as there is blood in my veins and breathe in my lungs. You could have told me, because you are no longer alone."

"I love you, Pretty Boy," said Morgan as he leaned forward to kiss me.

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