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A few weeks later

Reid and Morgan walked through the door together, Morgan had spent the last few days at work after being off on medical leave. No sooner had Reid put down his bag, he felt two arms come around him and turn him around, he laughed as Morgan threw him over his shoulder and carried him to the bedroom. He was laid down on the bed and Morgan began kissing him. "We haven't done this in ages," Morgan said.

"I know," Reid smiled as he came from the kiss for a second. He sat up and began to unbutton his shirt, Morgan pressed him down on the bed and took off his boxers and trousers, he let out a small moan as Morgan nibbled on his ear.

Reid began to feel pain as Morgan continued, he thought they had prepared enough but he knew they had rushed into everything. Morgan began to get faster and he felt the pain get worse. "Derek," he said quickly.

"That's my name, pretty boy."

"No, no, no. Derek, stop, you're hurting me."

Morgan immediately stopped and got off from him, he felt tears down his face that he couldn't help. "Oh god, kid. I'm so sorry, I didn't know. I thought we prepared enough."

"So did I. I'm okay, I just need a minute, can you get me some water?"

Morgan wrapped one of the bed sheets around himself and rushed to the kitchen. Reid rushed into the bathroom and locked the door, he felt blood and checked himself. Martin had dealt more pain to him than this and he had suffered worse bleeding. He knew whatever damage there was, it wasn't very bad. A knock came at the door. "Spencer, I'm so sorry, I have your water. I know you're bleeding. Please let me in, I want to help you."

Reid leaned up and unlocked the door, Morgan walked in and knelt in front of him. "I'm so sorry, Spencer."

Placing his hand on Morgan's face, he leaned forward and kissed him. "It's okay, I think we both got a little excited and we both thought that we had prepared enough. I've had worse, much worse than this so I'd like for you to relax. Don't start getting all upset on me, Derek."

"I never want to hurt you and I just did, kid."

"I'm not a kid, Derek."

"I know but I love that nickname."

"I need a bath, that helps when this sort of thing happens, help run me a bath and then you can sit in there with me, I need someone to wash my hair," he grinned at him. "It's okay, Derek. These things happen."

"I'm making you breakfast for the next month to make it up to you."

"You could make it just wearing an apron," Reid laughed.

One week later

Reid enjoyed his breakfast of eggs, bacon, french toast and sausages that Morgan had cooked for him. A knock came at the door, he walked over and opened the door. "Hey, Garcia."

"I smell bacon, is Morgan cooking?"

"He is," he nodded. "He's got plenty of things to cook, you want some breakfast before we go out."

"I will never turn down some breakfast cooked by Morgan, all I've had is coffee because I woke up late."

He let Garcia into the house but stepped in front of her when he realised what Morgan was wearing. "Morgan, are you decent?"

"Already ran to the bedroom," Morgan shouted back.

Reid stepped out of the way and continued into the kitchen with Garcia at his side. He pulled out a seat for Garcia and poured her some juice. "There you go."

"I may come here more often for breakfast," she said. Morgan put a plate of food in front of her before kissing her cheek.

"Morning, baby girl."

"Were you not decent before I came in?" she smirked at him.

"I can't say, baby girl."

Garcia pouted before picking up her french toast and taking a bite. "Mmmm...you're a wonderful cook," she sighed happily.

"Don't I know it," Reid said. "I've gained over a stone since living with Morgan."

"I can see it on you. It's weight you needed to gain, Reid. You were too skinny and you need some meat on your bones."

"More for me to love," Morgan grinned before kissing Reid's cheek.

"You two are so cute," Garcia cooed before taking another bite of her french toast. "How are things going? We haven't had much time to talk because of all the work this week. I want a progress report."

"We're doing great," Reid answered. "Fran wants us down Chicago again. We're just enjoying our time together and we're happy together. I can say that this is most wonderful time of my life."

"I second that," Morgan smiled.

"You two are perfect for each other, the brains and the brawn."

A few days later

Reid poured himself a cup of coffee before making his way back to his desk, he was about to sit down when he found a note on his desk, he looked at the note to find it asking him to attend a meeting. He drank a few deep gulps of his coffee before making his way to the room for a meeting. He made his way to the room and walked in to find only Agent Thurman sat at the table. "So you got my note, Agent Reid?"

"Thurman, what is the meaning of this?"

"You have cost me everything," he snapped before getting up from his chair and storming over. "I lost out on a promotion because of you and now other agents think I'm an ignorant fool."

"You lost it yourself by saying what you said, you can't be a proper agent unless you accept everything that comes with being a person. We see the darkest evil out there but we also see the best of people. I had to report you."

"You're going to tell everyone that it was your fault."

"It wasn't my fault, you threw the first punch and you used offensive terms against me. You lost that promotion because of your own ignorance. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to work."

Reid turned around to leave but felt a blinding pain hit the back of his head, he fell to the floor and felt darkness engulf him.

Thurman panicked when he realised what he had done, he put his gun back in his holster and leaned over Reid's body, he saw blood covering his hair from where he had hit him with butt of his gun. He opened the door and looked outside to find no-one around. He didn't expect there to be a lot of people, it was near the end of the day. He quickly left the room and made his way back to his desk, he had to leave, he had gone too far but he hadn't been able to help it. It wasn't his fault, it was that disgusting man's fault. He grabbed his keys and made for his car. He'd figure out what to do when he was out of the building.

Reid woke up but felt the horrible urge to vomit, he reached to the back of his head and found it wet, he brought his hand back around and through his blurred vision, saw blood covering it. He managed to get himself back to his feet but felt the world sway, he leaned against the wall for support as a wave of pain came over him. He opened the door and made his way out, leaning against the wall for support, his vision was still blurry.

Garcia came out of the elevator, she delivered the fixed laptop to the agent who had given to her before walking out again. She walked around the corner to see Reid barely standing with blood on his hand. "Reid!"

She ran over to him and caught him as he fell, his eyes closed and became limp in her arms, she looked at the back of his head to see blood covering his hair. "Reid! Wake up, come on, you can do it."

When she realised he wasn't going to wake up, she began to cry. "I need some help!"

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