Alrighty Chapter Two!

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By the time they landed, the body from day two had been found and they went straight to the apartment of the deceased. They talked with the locals and scanned the inside of his apartment for anything out of the ordinary.

"There isn't much more that you can do here," Hotch said looking to his watch. "It's already seven thirty, Morgan and Reid, you two go register at the hotel and look over the unsubs profile again. Try to pull anything from it we haven't yet. Rossi and I will stay here. Prentiss and J.J. get in touch with Garcia and have her input everything on James here. See if she can find anything from that. Call if you get anything. Other than that, everyone get some rest tonight."

They made their way out of the apartment and out of the building. Reid walked next to Morgan until they had gotten to the truck. Reid placed his hand on his stomach trying to stifle a growl. He looked up at Morgan shyly.

"You hungry, pretty boy?" Morgan asked smiling and walking around and getting into the car.

Reid got in his own side and nodded. "It would appear so."

"You want to stop and get something?" Morgan asked backing out in front of the girls. J.J. stuck her tongue out at him and he chuckled at her.

"Not really." Reid said. "I want to get started on these case files."

"Figured. We can order out, Whatcha hungry for?"

Reid scrunched his face towards the side in thought.

Morgan smiled and said "Chinese" at the same time as Reid. "Boy you have an unhealthy love of Chinese food."

"At least I go for a variety. You always get the same thing."

"Why mess with the best?" Morgan said and plugged in a search for nearby delivery on the dashboard GPS.

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"We have five days left until this guy goes under for another year. I'm racking my brain and I can't pull anything from the files to build onto the unsub's profile."

"Alright, well lets see if we can figure out how he gets in. What person would you let into your home without thinking twice?"

"With or without a warrant?"

Morgan laughed. "They were normal, not FBI."

"Right." Reid said and took a bite of his food. "Police officer."

"Firefighter."

"They have access to oxygen tanks and smoke."

"But someone in the building would have noticed a firefighter walking around."

"Did we get the footage from the apartment buildings?" Reid asked.

Morgan nodded. "Sent them to Baby Girl. That's a lot of footage to go through."

Reid nodded and picked up his phone dialing her number.

"Let me guess." She said answering the phone. "You got the sesame chicken and Chocolate God got the low mein."

Reid laughed. "Right on Morgan, but I went with the pork."

"He's predictable, you on the other hand, you know that's not pork right?"

"It tastes good so I choose to ignore it." Reid answered earning him a laugh from Garcia.

"Your love of Chinese food is unhealthy."

"That's what Morgan said."

"Baby girl and I think alike." Morgan said putting some food in his mouth.

Reid waved him off and turned away. "Are you going through the apartments security tapes?"

"Yes, my genius. And let me tell you, it is boring. However Nat King Cole and Bing are here to cheer me on."

"We think the unsub is gaining access with a uniform of some sorts, something low key."

"I shall strain my eyes until I find him love."

"Thanks Garcia."

"You betcha babe. Tell sugar lips I said hello."

"I will." Reid said uncomfortably and hung up the phone mid her laugh. "Garcia says hello sugar lips."

Morgan chuckled. "Sugar lips, that's new."

Reid shot him an unnoticed look as Morgan was still focused on his carton of low mein. He didn't understand the platonic flirting they did. Why flirt with someone for fun? He sighed and went back to focusing on the profile.

"What?" Morgan said.

"Hm?" Reid looked up at him.

"You sighed. What is it?"

"Oh, uh, it's nothing. Just thinking to myself is all." Reid fought back a blush and went back to the profile.

They looked over the profiles and got word from Garcia that nothing connected the latest victim to any of the others and she had yet to locate a suspicious looking uniform in the tapes. Morgan took a shower and when he got out found that Spencer had tacked up a map of Indianapolis and had started to track the killings.

"So far I can't find any sort of pattern or radius that he is comfortable in. And honestly it's frustrating me. Can you see anything?" Reid didn't turn to him but continued to tack up victims locations in color coordinating tacks.

Morgan walked over and took the box of tacks from Reid's hand. "I don't see anything, but it's time for bed pretty boy. We'll look it over in the morning."

"Alright, mom." Reid spoke sarcastically. Something Morgan had noted he was only capable of when he was tired and frustrated. Reid pulled his sleep clothes from his bag and walked off to the bathroom. Morgan watched the door shut behind him and he sighed setting the tacks down on the table. He looked up at the mess of the last four years on the wall also frustrated at not making something of it. He continued to stare until the bathroom door creaked open again.

'Stupid V-neck.' He thought to himself as he scanned Reid nonchalantly. It showed his pristine white collar bones just perfectly and Morgan swallowed.

"It's time for bed." Reid mimicked Morgan poorly which just drew a laugh from Morgan.

Reid flopped down onto his bed and closed his eyes. After a few moments of silence, "It's unlikely he knew any of the victims just from the locations. It's too scattered."

"Reid." Morgan said. "Sleep."

"Sorry." Reid answered into the dark sheepishly. "Good night Morgan."

"Good night, Spencer." Morgan drifted off to sleep pushing the madness from his mind, whereas Reid sat up analyzing just why Morgan had used his first name, a thing he never did.

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Ta-da! I have the third chapter typed up, it just needs to be edited. And if you see any mistakes in my work please let me know! I am a horrible editor.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! And Hope that everyone is having a great holiday season!