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Reid stood in the kitchen with an ice pack to his neck, he looked into the living room and watched as Garcia comforted Morgan. His throat was swollen and it hurt to swallow but he didn't need to go to the hospital, Martin had done worse than this to him. He wanted nothing more than to go out and hug his fiancée, to go and hug the man he loved and adored but Morgan wouldn't let him go near him. He didn't blame Morgan for the incident and he knew he was only staying away because he didn't want to hurt him again. Garcia rose up from the couch and walked into the kitchen.

"How are you doing, Reid?"

Reid brought out a notepad and a pen, he jotted down his answer. She picked it up.

'I'm fine, I don't blame him for anything, why won't he let me near him?'

She sighed as she read the notepad. "Sweetie, he's having a hard time coming to terms with what he did to you, he doesn't want to hurt you. We both know that he would never do anything to hurt you. Let me have a look at your neck again."

He pulled away the ice to show the dark hand-shaped bruises around his neck, he winced as she touched the skin. He picked up the notepad and finished writing after a moment. Garcia took the notepad and looked at it.

'I love him, Garcia, and I don't want this stop our wedding. He was having a nightmare about Carl Buford and I tried to wake him up, it's my fault. You're not supposed to wake up someone during a nightmare unless you have to. I won't lie, he was squeezing so tight and I got scared that he wouldn't stop. It wasn't his fault and I need him to know that. I'm going to talk to him.'

"I'll come with you."

They walked back into the living room, he sat next to Morgan but felt hurt when Morgan shuffled to the other side of the couch.

"Morgan, he doesn't blame you for anything. You were having nightmare," Garcia said.

Morgan didn't want to look at Reid for fear of seeing the bruises again so he kept his head down. "Spencer, I love you but I can't believe I hurt you like that. If you had not knocked me off, I don't know how far I would have gone. I promised that I would always protect you and yet I almost killed you."

Reid picked up the notepad and jotted down some more writing. He pushed it over and Morgan picked it up.

'I love you too and I don't want this to ruin our wedding plans, you do protect me and I don't blame you for anything. Would you blame me if I attacked you during a nightmare? I doubt it. It was a nightmare and it seems like you were having a very bad one. What was the nightmare about?'

"It wasn't about anything," he lied.

Reid angrily snatched back the notepad and scribbled a large note on it. He slammed it back down in front of Morgan.

Morgan picked up the notepad to read five words.

'Our promise to each other.'

"Today is a very bad day for me because of my past, it was on this day all those years ago that Carl first hurt me, I tried to bury it down but it came out as a nightmare. I thought I was strangling Carl," Morgan admitted before finally looking up at Reid. "I'm so sorry, I never meant to hurt you. I don't know how you can love me after what I tried to do to you."

Reid shuffled over and smiled at Morgan, he mouthed that it was okay and then put his arms around Morgan. He felt the strong arms of his wonderful lover come around and hold him close. He knew it would take some time for them to get past this but he didn't care. He loved Morgan and he didn't want to lose him.

One month later

Reid used a crowbar and ripped away part of the rotted wall, he repeated the process and then ripped away the last part of the rot. He was working with Morgan on renovating a property. He ripped off his gloves and made his way to the other room where Morgan had finished the wall. "I've finished the other wall."

"Excellent, we're ahead of schedule," Morgan grinned.

The nightmare night that Reid had gotten strangled had taken some time to get over but they were almost back normal now. He took off his hard hat and smiled at Morgan. "We'll considering we're ahead of schedule, we could have a little fun."

"You seem eager."

"What can I say?" Reid smirked. "I like watching you with a hammer."

Morgan pulled Reid close and wrapped his arms around his hips. "You know, I could do with some relaxation of the fun kind."

Reid kissed Morgan and then laughed with delight as Morgan swept the tools from the table and laid him on it.

Garcia waited for Reid to come out of the dressing room. "Reid, are you done yet?"

"You know I'm only trying this on because you want a picture."

He walked out and Garcia couldn't help the squeal of delight as she looked at him. She brought up her phone and took a few snapshots. "Oh, I love it but it's definitely not for the wedding."

Reid agreed with her as he look in the mirror, he adjusted the jacket and then the bow tie.

"Bow ties may be cool for the Doctor but not for me. What's the next option?"

She handed him a hanger bag with a suit inside and sent him back to the dressing room. "So, the wedding is in two weeks, are you looking forward to it?"

"That's a stupid question," Reid chuckled. "I can't wait to get married."

"You're going to love everything that I have planned, Henry is going to look so cute in his little suit."

Reid finished putting on the suit and smiled at himself in the mirror, it wasn't a typical wedding suit but he liked it. "I like this one."

He stepped out in his suit which consisted of a dark blue jacket, a dark navy shirt, a cream tie and navy trousers. Garcia clapped her hands together and let out a gleeful smile. "Oh, I love it. That's the one."

"I agree," Reid smiled as he looked at himself. "Do you think Derek will like it?"

"He'll love it and I promise that you'll love what he's getting. Trust me, shopping is easier with you than Morgan."

"Why?"

"Morgan is a picky Adonis and he was forever changing my choices."

Morgan watched as Reid slept on the couch next to him with a blanket over him, he looked so peaceful but sometimes that scared Morgan. He remembered walking into the apartment and slipping on all the blood, he had turned on the light to see Reid laying in a puddle of his own blood. He had looked asleep among all the blood and every time he watched him sleep, his mind couldn't help but remember that moment. He brought up his hand and stroked a scar on Reid's arm. A scar that Martin had given to him after subjecting him to horrible abuse. He got up and turned the television off, he gently brought Reid into his arms and carried him to bed where he laid him down and covered him with the duvet. He kissed Reid's forehead and stroked his hair.

"You'll never get another scar so long as I live, Spencer."

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