Sorry! It's been so long, I was having some writers block. Well here's chapter 6... I think... Anyway, Enjoy and please reweiw!


Spencer looked up at the house from in the car. A flicker of recognition passed through his eyes, but he shook his head and looked over at his new master.

"Is this it, Master?" Spencer asked, cautiously. Is he going to be like my last master? Will he beat me? Was it him that gave me the scars? He doubted it, but he couldn't help thinking it.

"Yes, Spencer. This is our… home." Morgan cringed inwardly; on the outside he plastered a fake smile over his disgust toward the house. "Well, let's get you settled in."

Hotch had cameras placed everywhere, except the bathroom in the house, as well as the perimeter of the property on the outside. Morgan had demanded the basement chained shut for fear of Spencer finding it and going into shock.


Two hours later…

"Are you sure you don't want me to cook, Master?" Spencer asked.

"Yes, pretty boy. I'm sure," Morgan replied.

"I can cook…" Spencer said, wondering if Morgan wouldn't let him cook because he didn't believe he could.

"I'm sure you can, baby. You just got here and I want you to be comfortable."

"You're not like my old master."

"Your old master?" Morgan asked slowly. He hadn't realized that there had been someone other than Balston. "What was he like?"

"He… did various things."

"You don't have to tell me if you aren't comfortable."

"Thank you…"


Later that night, Derek is trying to sleep, but every time he closes his eyes all he can see is Spencer laying in a puddle of his own blood. He wanted to go check on him, but he didn't want to freak Spencer out.

Derek hears the door open slowly and footstep walking toward his bed. "Master?" Spencer asks softly.

"Mmm… Yes, baby boy?"

"I can't sleep…"

"What's wrong?"

"Every time I close my eyes I see these flashes of images and none of them make sense… I'm scared." Morgan sits up and pulls Spencer into a hug, Spencer tenses at first, which send a painful jolt to Morgan's heart, but then he relaxes and melts into the embrace.

"Would you like to sleep in bed with me?"

Spencer blushes and hopes Master won't notice, but Morgan can feel the heat through his shirt. "Can I?"

"Of course you can, Spence."

Spencer crawls into bed with Morgan and after about five minute of hard debate cuddles up against him and rests his head on Master's chest, Spencer soon falls asleep to the steady beat of Morgan's heart. Morgan passes out moments later with a big smile on his face.


The next morning, Morgan wakes up to the smell of bacon and warm lips on his.

"I could get used to waking up like this," Morgan mumbled, happily "Is that bacon I smell?"

Spencer giggled. "Yes, master. I made bacon, eggs, and cinnamon toast!"

"I haven't had cinnamon toast since I was a kid." Morgan let Spencer pull him out of bed and to the kitchen. "It smells wonderful in here." He saw Spencer blush, before he looked away.


An hour later, the phone rings.

"Morgan."

"Well, well my chocolaty Adonis. I don't think, I've seen you smile that big since… Actually, I don't think I've ever seen you smile that big."

"Good morning, Garcia." Morgan had almost forgotten about the cameras. "Did you sleep well?"

"Not nearly as well as you did!" Garcia laughed. "Anyway, just calling to tell you that, I'm the only one watching the cameras so if you decide to do anything… risky… your secret will be safe with me."

"Knew I could count on you, G."

"Yeah yeah, Love you, angel face! Oh, how's the vanilla cupcake doing?"

Morgan smirked, only known about him for a few days and she's already giving him nicknames. "He's doing well."

"I noticed he made you breakfast… I bet you're in love now."

"Baby girl… I think I loved him the moment I saw him." Morgan could practically feel Garcia's excited smile.

"Ok, well I'll call you if anything pops up! Bye-bye, Baby," Garcia says before hanging up.


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