A/N: Here's a new chapter, guys! And guess what- they're gonna tell the others in this one! But as always happens, things don't go exactly according to plan! I guess you'll just have to read on and see!

Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or any of its characters.

It was just about noon when Reid woke up again, still being held to Morgan's chest, the older man's arms circling his waist and pulling him closer in a firm, yet gentle, grip. He felt slightly embarrassed as he remembered their antics earlier that morning- he still couldn't believe he'd actually worn that outfit- but that embarrassment was soon overwhelmed by happiness. What the couple had done had been unexpected and new to Reid, but had definitely been enjoyable.

Reid turned his head to look at Morgan. The older man was sound asleep, a small smile on his face. Reid reached out and softly stroked Morgan's face, trying to wake him.

"Derek," he whispered. "Derek, wake up."

Morgan's eyelids fluttered and opened. He blinked a few times, until his vision came into focus and he could see Reid's face. The older man's smile grew wider. "Morning, pretty boy," he croaked, his voice still hoarse from sleep and earlier that morning.

"It's afternoon, actually," Reid pointed out, wearing a slight smile.

"Really?" Morgan yawned, not actually sounding too surprised. "Wow, we must've slept for four more hours, then."

"Pretty much, yeah," said Reid, snuggling deeper into Morgan's chest.

"You're a lot… happier now," Morgan observed. "Then you were this morning."

"That was a lot more- fun than I thought it would be," said Reid, a smirk on his face.

"Aw, pretty boy," Morgan laughed. "You enjoyed being my little maid, didn't you?"

"Yeah, I did," Reid admitted, embarrassment rising again. "I never thought I would, but I did."

"Well there's plenty more where that came from, if you want it," Morgan joked, with a seductive tone to his voice.

Reid just chuckled. "I'm going to go have a shower. Alone," he added forcefully, when Morgan unwrapped one arm from around Reid and began lightly trailing his fingers up the genius's thigh.

Morgan laughed and put on an exaggerated pout, which did nothing to dissuade the genius. The younger man was about to climb out of the bed, when he turned to look at Morgan. "Can I have my clothes back now?" he asked.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Morgan said, feigning innocence.

"Derek, you're the one that left me that outfit," Reid pointed out. "Only you could've taken my clothes."

Morgan inclined his head. "True. But what if I don't want to give you your clothes back?" he said. "I'd kinda like to see you walking around naked all day. Or you could wear the maid outfit again…"

"No!" Reid cried quickly. "As much as I know you'd like that, Derek, I wouldn't. And then I would be in a very bad mood, and I wouldn't want to have sex with you later."

Morgan laughed. "Not that you'd be able to resist, but okay, Spence. I'll give you your clothes back." He reached into his underwear drawer and pulled out a bag containing Reid's clothes, throwing it to him. "I knew you wouldn't want to look in there," he said in reply to the shocked look on Reid's face.

"You're right, I wouldn't," Reid mumbled under his breath, taking his clothes and walking into the bathroom while Morgan laughed.

While he heard the sounds of the shower in the bathroom, Morgan began to think. He was head over heels in love with Reid, and he knew the younger man felt the same way about him. The world still saw him as a consummate ladies' man, though; the type of guy who get any girl at the drop of a hat, and was never with the same one twice. Morgan desperately wanted to get rid of that image, at least in the eyes of those close to him. He wanted them to know that he was in a serious, long-term relationship with another man- and that the man in question was Spencer Reid. He wanted to tell the team. It was time.

Reid came out of the bathroom about fifteen minutes later, fully clothed and his hair dark with moisture.

"Did you have to put all of your clothes on?" Morgan complained, with a smirk on his face.

"Yes, I did, Derek," Reid replied shortly. "And could you at least put on your underwear?"

Morgan gave an exaggerated sigh, but did as Reid asked, also pulling on a pair of sweatpants. He sat down on the bed, pulling Reid down beside him. "D'you think we could talk, kid?" Morgan asked.

"Of course," said Reid, feeling kind of nervous.

"It's nothing bad, Spence," Morgan assured him. "It's just… I think we need to tell them about us. The rest of the team, I mean."

Reid nodded. "Okay… when?"

Morgan was a little floored by how quickly Reid agreed with him, but he brushed it off. "I was thinking that we tell them tomorrow, actually."

Reid's eyes grew wide. "T-tomorrow?" he stammered. "That soon?"

Morgan took Reid's hand and held it gently. "What's wrong, pretty boy? You knew we were going to tell them; you just agreed to it," he pointed out.

"No- nothing's wrong," Reid replied quickly. "I'm just- surprised you want to tell them so soon, that's all."

"And you don't?"

"I want to tell them, Derek," Reid agreed. "So, so much. I want them to know how happy you make me feel, about how much I love you. I just- you, and Garcia and JJ, you all think the others will accept it, but-"

"You think they won't," Morgan finished. "Spence, they will accept this. Sure, they're probably going to tease us constantly, but that's just who they are. They'll be happy for us, believe me."

"I- you're probably right," Reid relented. "But I'm still scared. You know me, I- I'm no good with all of this. The telling them, and the chance that they might not be happy… to be honest, it terrifies me."

"Hey. It'll be fine." Morgan raised the hand that wasn't holding onto Reid's, and gently stroked the genius's cheek. "It won't be that hard."

"So what exactly are we going to say?" Reid asked. "Hey, guys, guess what? We're madly in love with each other and have been secretly dating for almost a month?"

"Something like that, yeah," said Morgan, earning a look of surprise from Reid. "Or we can always do what we did when we told Garcia, and just kiss in front of everyone."

Reid balked at Morgan's words, and the older man laughed. "Relax, kid. I was only joking. That probably wouldn't be the smartest thing to do."

"Then what do we do?" said Reid. "Because I have no idea whatsoever."

Morgan reached over to his bedside table, and grabbed his phone. "We call in reinforcements," he said, grinning.

Morgan pressed a button on his speed dial and waited until someone picked up. "Morgan?" said JJ's voice. "What's going on?"

"Hang on a sec, JJ," said Morgan. "I'm calling Garcia." He pressed a second button on his speed dial, and it wasn't long before the technical analyst picked up.

"Why hello, my knight in shining armour!" she said. "Why would you be calling me in the middle of our weekend off? Don't you dare tell me we have to go in to work! Because if that's the case, I swear-"

"Baby girl, you aren't the only one on the phone, you know," Morgan pointed out as he put his phone on speaker.

"Hey, Garcia," said JJ.

"And I'm here too, with Derek," Reid added.

"Boy genius, what're you doing at Morgan's house in the middle of the day on a Saturday?" Garcia asked.

"I've been here pretty much since we left work on Friday, Garcia," Reid replied.

"But that's not why we called, Garcia," said Morgan hurriedly, sensing Garcia was about to say something that would completely embarrass Reid. We- Spencer and I- need your advice." There was silence from the two women, meaning they were listening. "We want to tell the others. Tomorrow."

"What?" Garcia gasped. "It's about time you decided to do that!"

"Garcia's right, you two," JJ agreed. "Telling the others is a good idea. They should know."

"We know that," said Reid. "We want to tell them- we're ready to tell them. It's just- we don't know how to tell them, that's all. We were hoping you would."

"Are you going to tell them all at once?" JJ asked. When both Morgan and Reid gave her their assent, she said, "Why don't you invite the entire team over to your house, Morgan? You can't tell them out in public- it's risky."

"That isn't a bad idea JJ's got, you two," said Garcia. "You don't have to tell them why you're having them over- just wait until we've eaten or something, and then just say you need to tell them something. Simple as that."

"You make it sound so easy," Reid grumbled, who clearly disagreed with that.

"It is," said Garcia, a slight tone of laughter in her voice. "You just sit them down after we eat, and just go 'hey guys, guess what? Morgan and I have been secretly making out and screwing each other for almost a month'."

Everyone but Reid laughed at Garcia's words, the young genius scowling at the phone. "Gee thanks, Garcia," he said sarcastically.

"So we'll see you guys here tomorrow night, yeah? 'Round six-ish?" said Morgan. "I think we're going to need your support."

"Definitely," said JJ. "It'd be suspicious if the entire team wasn't there."

"Wouldn't miss it," said Garcia lecherously. "I'm assuming you just want us? Not Kevin and Will as well?"

"Yeah," Reid agreed. "I think I'm only ready to tell the team just yet; not anyone else."

"I understand," said JJ. "See you guys tomorrow!" Garcia also said her goodbyes, and the two women hung up.

Morgan put his phone down, and turned to look at Reid. "Well that definitely helped, didn't it?" he said.

"Yeah…" Reid murmured absently, not really looking at Morgan.

"Hey." Morgan stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Reid, holding him close. "They will be happy for us; I believe that. I know that. It'll all work out."

Reid sighed and rested his head on Morgan's shoulder. "Yeah, I know," he admitted. "It doesn't make me any less scared, though."

"Trust me, pretty boy. By tomorrow night, you will be both extremely happy and relieved. And also owe me sex because I was right, and the others were accepting of our relationship."

"Derek," Reid sighed, but with laughter in his voice this time. He pulled his head back and kissed Morgan. It took them a long time to break apart; the kiss was slow, but soft and tender. "I wonder how they will react, though," Reid said.

"I don't know about Hotch and Rossi," Morgan confessed. "But I can just imagine Prentiss's reaction."

"She's going to be just as bad as Garcia, isn't she?" Reid realised. "That's going to be fun…"

Morgan laughed and kissed Reid again, more deeply this time. "Now we've just got to call the other three." He grabbed his phone again and called the others, all the while casting suggestive looks at Reid and running a hand up Reid's thigh. The genius really had to struggle not to make some sort of noise or reaction, so he didn't alert Hotch, Rossi or Prentiss to his presence.

"Did you really have to do that while you were on the phone to the team?" Reid asked when Morgan had finally hung up after calling the last team member, Rossi. All three of them were available, and they would all be at Morgan's for dinner the next night.

"Yes," Morgan replied matter-of-factly, resting one hand high up on Reid's thigh and the other on the small of the genius's back, pulling him close and kissing him fiercely. "You're not so unhappy about it now, are you?" he said when they broke apart.

"That's because you're not on the phone to the team anymore," Reid pointed out breathlessly. "Now you can do whatever the hell you want. I don't care." He leaned back in towards Morgan and kissed him, wrapping his arms around his neck.

"Anything?" Morgan whispered teasingly, his hand running even further up Reid's leg.

"Not sex, Derek," Reid said. "I'm still sore from last night."

"Making out on the bed, then?" Morgan suggested.

Reid smiled. "That, I can handle," he said, letting Morgan push him back so he was lying on the bed, and pulling the older man close to him for another steamy kiss.

Sunday came all too quickly in Reid's opinion. He'd woken up that morning feeling extremely anxious, not immediately remembering why. Then it all came flooding back to him, and he remembered with perfect clarity what he and Morgan were planning on doing that night. He turned to the older man, and saw him staring straight back. "Hey, kiddo," he whispered.

"Hey…" Reid replied absently, his mind on other things.

Morgan noticed Reid's expression and his tone of voice. "You still worried?" he guessed, reaching out and gently stroking Reid's face. Reid nodded. "It'll be okay, you know?"

"I think I've lost count of how many times you've told me that," Reid admitted. "It never seems to work."

"It doesn't mean it's not true," said Morgan. "Just you wait. This is going to be a good night, pretty boy."

To ease Reid's mind, Morgan had spent the entire day just lounging around with Reid, even watching a few episodes of Star Trek with him. Reid had begun rambling off facts about the show as soon as they'd pressed play, and Morgan just let him- he knew it was his way of forgetting about his nerves. But when the evening drew closer, Morgan had regretfully moved from his spot on the couch next to Reid- the young genius resting his head on his shoulder- to begin getting things ready.

"D'you want me to help?" Reid asked.

"No, you stay on the couch and watch more Star Trek or something," Morgan replied. "You're a guest too, Spencer- you're not allowed to help."

"But I feel bad if I'm just sitting here and you're doing all the work," said Reid. "Let me do something."

"No way," said Morgan vehemently. "I'm pretty sure the others will put two and two together too quickly if they see you here, helping me. They'll ask questions that you won't want to answer."

Reid sighed, realising Morgan was right. "Fine. Then I'll just sit here and pretend I just got here first, alright?"

Noticing Reid's frustration, Morgan walked over and gave him a soft kiss. "Hey, it's not that I think you couldn't help, okay?" He smiled. "You are my guest, pretty boy. If you help, I'll feel bad."

Reid smiled back at Morgan. "It's okay, Derek. I understand. Hey, I better shut this off, actually," he said, gesturing towards the TV and the episode of Star Trek playing. "That is definitely going to raise suspicions."

Morgan laughed. "Touché, kid." He leant forward and kissed Reid again. "See, you are helping."

Reid laughed and almost leapt off of the couch towards the TV. "I guess I am."

Garcia was the first to arrive that evening, wearing one of her usual, brightly coloured outfits. "Hello, boys!" she cried happily when both Morgan and Reid answered the door, and embraced the two men. "I thought you could use me being here when the others arrive, so things don't get… well, weird."

Morgan laughed, letting Garcia into the house. "Thanks, baby girl," he said as they headed into the living room.

The three of them talked for a while- mostly about Morgan and Reid's plans for revealing their relationship- before the doorbell rang again and Morgan got up to answer it. He walked back into the room with Hotch and Prentiss, the latter of which had handed Morgan a bottle of red wine. As Morgan headed into the kitchen to get wine glasses, the two new arrivals moved to sit on chairs near Reid and Garcia, who appeared to be chatting amicably on the couch about nothing in particular.

"Hey, guys," said Hotch, sounding quite a bit more upbeat than he usually did- probably due to his weekend with his son. "You had a good weekend off?"

"Oh, you bet I have, boss man!" Garcia replied. "Shopping and time with Kevin without having to worry about interruptions- what more could I ask for?"

"What about you, Reid?" Prentiss asked. "What've you been doing?"

"You know, just relaxing around the house," Reid replied, trying to stay nonchalant. "Read a few books, watched some Star Trek…"

"I would've thought that you'd do something more productive with your weekend, Reid," Prentiss mused. "Lounging around isn't like you."

"Everybody should relax now and then; even me. I don't get to do enough of what I did this weekend," said Reid. Garcia had to quickly stifle a laugh behind her hand, but luckily neither Hotch nor Prentiss noticed.

Morgan returned then with their wine glasses, but was unable to take a seat beside Reid before the doorbell rang again. He left the room, and returned with Rossi following behind him. The team said their hellos, before the two men took their seats.

"How's possible wife number four going, Dave?" Hotch asked Rossi with a slight smirk on his face.

"She is actually going pretty well," Rossi admitted. "She hasn't run away from me screaming yet, which is a good sign."

The entire team laughed at that, with Rossi being the first to recover. "You know, this is actually a pretty nice place you have, Morgan," he said, definitely sounding impressed. "It was a good idea of you to have this dinner."

"Definitely out of the blue, though," Prentiss added. "It's not like you to do something like this, Morgan."

"What can I say? I'm full of surprises," said Morgan with a wink. Reid looked away quickly, and Garcia struggled not to laugh again.

"So who are we still waiting on? JJ?" Rossi asked. No sooner had Morgan nodded than the doorbell rang again.

"Speak of the devil…" Morgan muttered, once again leaving the room, this time returning with the blonde media liaison.

"Hey, everyone!" she said brightly, a smile on her face.

"Somebody's happy," Rossi commented.

"What can I say? I've had a relaxing weekend with my two favourite boys, and I know we're gonna have a great night," said JJ. She cast a quick glance at Morgan and Reid when she said this, which luckily no one else noticed.

The team sat and talked for a while, Morgan casting surreptitious glances at Reid all the while. He could see how nervous the genius was beginning to feel, and yearned to pull him close or even kiss him, but he knew he couldn't. He was beginning to feel the same way Reid did, just wanting to get the night over with so they wouldn't have to worry anymore.

Morgan almost leapt right off the couch when the timer on the oven went off, glad for an excuse to leave the room so he wouldn't respond to the extremely strong desire to take Reid into his arms. Reid's eyes followed him, his anxiety levels rising. And the way the others watched him made it clear that they were starting to notice.

The team headed for the dining room and sat down at the table. It wasn't the same table from Morgan's dinner with Reid- rather it was a longer one, not as intimate but still nicely set. Garcia had followed Morgan into the kitchen, and the two of them entered the room with their dinner.

The team's eyes grew wide when they saw what Morgan had cooked for them. "Seafood?" Prentiss gasped. "Wow, Morgan. You are a man of many talents."

Morgan laughed, taking his seat beside Reid. "Most definitely," he agreed. He touched Reid's hand under the table, and Reid gave him a small smile.

The team tucked into the meal, quickly exclaiming how good it was and how surprising it was that Morgan could cook. Everyone ate quickly except for Reid, who had only taken a few bites and was now pushing his food around his plate. Hotch, Rossi and Prentiss looked up at him, confused.

"Are you okay, Reid?" Hotch asked.

"What? Oh yeah, I'm fine," Reid replied absently, clearly anything but.

"Are you sure?" Prentiss pressed. "You've barely touched your food, and you can't tell me that you don't like it. It's amazing."

"No, it is," Reid agreed. "I'm just not very hungry."

"You can't just be not hungry, Reid," said Prentiss. "You've been acting pretty weird all night. Even for you."

The entire team looked up at Reid now, while Garcia and JJ exchanged worried looks. Morgan looked Reid in the eye and nodded, sighing at the same time. It looked like the moment had come sooner than they'd wanted.

Reid became slightly more panicked at Morgan's look, but nodded back at them. He could do this. He was going to do this. But when he opened his mouth to speak, nothing came out. He looked at Morgan, pleading.

Morgan took a deep breath before speaking. "There's, well… there is a reason I invited you guys over here tonight," he said, drawing the team's attention to him. For the first time they heard the nerves in his own voice. Garcia and JJ tried not to react; they knew what was coming.

"And this reason involves Reid?" Hotch guessed.

Morgan nodded. "The truth is-" he began, but stopped speaking when he felt Reid's hand touch his own gently. He turned to look at Reid, who looked back at him earnestly. Morgan understood; Reid wanted to be the one to do this.

That wouldn't be an easy task, though. Reid opened his mouth and closed it again, having no idea what to say. "Morgan- Derek- and I, we, uh… well, we…"

"Oh my god," said Prentiss suddenly. Everyone turned to face her, even Morgan and Reid. She just looked between the two of them, her mouth opened in shock. "Oh my god," she repeated, excitement creeping into her voice.

Morgan and Reid turned to look at each other, then back at Prentiss when she starting speaking again. "You- the two of you-"

"Prentiss," Morgan interrupted, casting a glance at Reid. "Let him say it. He wants to do this on his own."

Prentiss nodded and indicated to Reid that he should continue, a small smile now playing on her lips.

Reid focused his gaze on Hotch and Rossi now. "The truth is, Derek and I…" Reid laced his fingers with Morgan's, laying their hands on the table for the whole team to see. "We're sort of, well, together. A couple."

A/N: I'm kinda mean, aren't I, leaving you guys like that? :P I'm sorry 'bout that, but putting the team's reactions in this chapter would've made it too long, plus I think it works really well this way! I'll try to get the new chapter out as soon as possible! I think there will only be two chapters left in this one (don't hold me to that, it may only be one) but then I will be bringing out the next one, a oneshot, as soon as possible!

A note from Diamond Cobra: "Eternal showed me a picture of the cast today. Is it bad that my mental image was really wrong for all of them? Well except Morgan and Reid, but I'd already seen photos of them. =3"

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