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Chapter #44

Reid watched his girlfriend walking away. She held up her hand at Morgan, stopping him from interfering. She ducked into the dressing room.

Morgan had tagged along with him to make sure that he was going to be alright. They both knew that drugs were sold here and with both his and Ashley's problems, and this case that really tested his sobriety.

Morgan insisted that he accompany Reid, to be his wing-man which was considerably strange since it relates to sex and since when was Morgan anyone's wing-man?

Meanwhile he stood there, wondering if he should go after her or not. He then recognized Darcy in the club; no doubt that he too witnessed the whole event. He waved his hand over to a man who appeared to be the manager of this place. He pulled out his wallet and giving him a few dollar bills. The man smiled and pointed to the private booths in the back.

Why was he here? Besides the obvious, but it was just suspicious that he was at the same club that Ashley was working. He hoped that it was maybe he was here to keep an eye on her as well.

He rubbed his arm which was still stinging from the twisting. At least, he now knows that she can handle herself, but it still didn't make him liking this situation any better.

He glanced at the bar where he saw the waitress slipping something in between two coasters as if it was a sandwich. She placed a drink on top of the coaster sandwich and walked away. He knew that she was selling drugs to that particular customer.

Protocol told him to stop and make the arrest or at least file a report. Which no doubt that would piss Ashley even further or get her into trouble.

He let out a sigh, rubbing his face. He watched Morgan who was still at the bar, was watching the same customer which he let out a low groan.

The plan was to go over and make sure that she was alright and safe, but when Reid saw her dressed in that sexy dress, leaning forward and talking to those men, he became so jealous and angry. How dare they look at her like she was a sex toy, his temper got the better of him. Which now, if Ashley did leave him, he deserved it.

"Kid," he heard Morgan. He looked at his older brother.

"Are you alright," he asked where Reid shook his head no.

"I think I just fucked things up with her." Morgan was taken aback at his swearing, but nevertheless, he didn't commented, he just nodded.

"Let's go," Morgan suggested. Reid nodded his head, following him out of the club. They stood outside together in the parking lot.

Reid ran his hand through his hair, pushing it away from his face, blowing out his breath, trying to figure out of what was his next plan. Reid knew that Morgan was going to stay with him, to make sure that he was really ok.

"Morgan," Reid finally said.

"Ashley can read me like a book. She knows that I hold things back for her, but that is the cases and she is ok with it. I cannot know what your plans are for this," he said, indicting the drugs in the club.

His big brother nodded his head, understanding him. If Morgan decides to report the drugs or arrest someone, he couldn't tell Reid about his plans.

"Kid, things will work out. Flowers help a lot," Morgan suggested. He nodded, not sure of what he was going to do.

He knew that he had screwed up…screwed up ROYALLY. He knew Ashley was independent. A woman used to fending for herself. And he had to go and make a scene at her job of all places. With a sigh, he runs his fingers through his hair again. Somehow, some way he had to make it up to her.

He looked at his brother, "I think I know how," he said. "Could you give me a ride back to my car?"

Once he was able to get into his car, he drove to the storage center where Ashley's things were placed. He pulled into the parking lot and punched in a few numbers into his phone and speaks quickly.

Within 30 minutes he meets someone at the storage. They have a truck with a trailer behind it. Reid opens the door to her storage space and they got her bike out.

"Nothing too girly. But she likes teddy bears and the color red."

The other man nods, "It will take a week."

Shaking his head, Reid says, "I need it in 3 days. Can you rush it for me? Like I said, simple, nothing too girly."

With a sigh, the man nods, "OK, I can have it done in 3 days, but I have to add another $150 to the price I quoted you for the rush job."

Nodding, Reid agrees and they shake on it.