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Chapter #7

Ashley flushed the toilet and stood over the sink with the water running. She looked at her reflection in the mirror where she saw a bruise forming on the corner of her lip as well as one on her eye.

"Ashley," Reid said, through the close door.

"I'm coming out," she answered. She opened the door, shutting off the lights.

Her dressing room was small, only consisting a mirror table and a wooden chair. There were hooks on the wall to hang up clothes and a metal cabinet on the corner. A leather couch with a rip at the side was by the door.

Reid led her to the wooden chair where he bent down in front of her. He gently set an icepack on her face.

She hissed for a moment, "Sorry," he said.

"It's ok."

Then she looked at him, "Hi," she said.

He smiled back, "Hi."

"I didn't know that you were coming. I would have warned you that we were playing heavy metal."

He shook his head, "It's ok. I just wanted to be here for support." She took the icepack from him, but he kept his and on it still pressing it against her face.

"I have a class on Wednesday, my boss is going to flip when he see me with a black eye."

He smiled, "I'm sure it can be covered with makeup." She could feel her tears building up, but she didn't want to cry.

Reid pulled her to him, holding her in his arms. She dropped the icepack on her lap.

"I don't know if this is the right time to tell you this," he said.

"Oh go ahead," she said.

"Well, when I asked for the night off from Hotch, Morgan found out and he along with the most of the team came with me." Ashley pulled away from him, looking at in his brown eyes.

"I kinda figured, when the man who came with you with the handcuffs."

He nodded his head, "That's Morgan."

"Well, I bet that I made one hell of an impression with them tonight." Reid smiled, brushing her wig hair away from her face.

Then he asked, "Ashley, why did he call you scorpion?" She leaned back in her seat. Reid picked up the icepack and set it gently on her face.

"Because I was one, a long time ago." She was about to tell Reid the story, when a knock on the door interrupted them. She closed her eyes for a second, letting out a sigh. Then opened them again, looking into his brown eyes.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but I am seriously contemplating of locking both of us in a closet or somewhere we won't be disturb. This is seriously getting ridiculous." He nodded his head.

"Yes," she called out.

"It's me, you guys descent?" Harry called through the door.

Ashley closed her eyes at Reid, shaking her head. "Jesus," she quietly cursed as she pinched her nose bridge.

"We are fine, get in here," she answered. She sat the icepack on the dresser. Harry along with Morgan came in.

Reid stood up. "This is Derek Morgan," he said, pointing to Morgan. Ashley was about to stand up.

"No, no, please sit. Are you ok?" Morgan asked. She nodded her head.

"I'm fine. Although I feel bad us finally meeting in this kind of situation."

Morgan smiled, "It is ok. It was last minute."

"Ashley, I am going to cancel the rest of the concert, let the DJ play for the rest of the night," Harry explained.

She nodded as Reid bent back down beside her, "You need to keep this on in order to keep the swelling down," he said, pressing the icepack back on her face.

"That man has been arrested and is on his way to the police station. We would like to know what happened," Morgan asked.

"You know that I was covering for the singer who was arrested, right?" Morgan nodded. "Well, Harry and I told the band, the only condition that I had was that they had to remove that baby's cry from the song."

"Which they didn't."

Ashley nodded her head, "So I slapped him on the side of the head. He got pissed and started hitting me backstage. How did you two know that I was in trouble?"

"We saw Harry running backstage. Reid took off and I followed," Morgan explained. She turned her head at Reid, smiling at her.

"Why did the baby's cry bother you so much," Morgan asked.

"It reminds me of my son."