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Chapter 9: Morgan

Morgan and Reid nodded and followed JJ to the conference room and took their seats. As they sat down Reid couldn't help but glance at Morgan.

"Three women," JJ started, "Have all been kidnapped. Margaret Alvarez, Traci Coleman, Sasha Brown; all brunette with hazel eyes."

"Well he sure has a preference," Morgan commented.

"Yeah, but that's where the similarity ends," Hotch picked up. "Each of these three women is from different neighborhoods, different ages, and different physical features."

"So what makes this a BAU case?" Gideon asked.

Garcia decided to speak up, "Probably because three years ago, this same thing happened. Three women all brunette were taken and never heard of again."

"What do you mean, never heard of again?" Greenway asked.

Garcia shrugged, "Never heard of. There's absolutely nothing about them. Nothing on if they survived or died or were found. Nothing. Same thing happened three years before that."

"Seriously?" Morgan asked.

"Wheels up in twenty," Hotch said.

The team nodded and gathered their files and filed out of the conference room.

"Reid?"

Reid looked up to see Morgan standing in front of him. "Yes?"

"You need a ride? How'd you get to work this morning?"

"I, uh, took the train. My car's not working."

"Why didn't you call me? I would've come to get you."

Reid shrugged, "I didn't really think about it. I'm sorry."

Morgan nodded, "C'mon, you're gonna ride with me to the airstrip and I'll take you home later."

Reid nodded and stood gathering his messenger bag and followed Morgan out of the bullpen. While standing next to him he noticed that Morgan was wearing cologne. Reid normally didn't like the smell of cologne, but he thought Morgan smelled really good. He had this sudden urge to sniff the darker man's neck but he didn't want to appear weird. They climbed in Morgan's SUV and Reid carefully situated his bag at his feet as he put on the seatbelt.

Morgan glanced at Reid grinning before he put his own seatbelt on and starting up the car.

"So I guess Gideon talked to you, huh?"

"Uh, yeah. We talked," Reid fidgeted.

Morgan shrugged and turned back to face the road as he drove. Reid glanced at Morgan and couldn't help but notice everything about him. The steady rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. His plump lips set in a line. Oh how he wanted to be kissed with those lips. He continued to rake his eyes down his coworker's body. He saw the hint of a tattoo under the sleeve of Morgan's short sleeve shirt. The thought of Morgan having a tattoo made Reid's breath hitch. He always thought it was hot seeing guys wearing tattoos.

"Earth to Reid."

Reid blinked, and shook his head, "Huh?"

Morgan chuckled. "We're here."

"Oh," Reid said before climbing out of the car.

Morgan chuckled again and Reid could feel his cock twitch in his pants. He loved the sound of Morgan's laughter. He sighed as he climbed the stairs onto the jet. He took a seat across from the couch and opened his file while he waited for the rest of the team to join them. He looked up and glanced at Morgan sitting at the other end of the jet. He tried not to make it obvious that he was staring at Morgan but he couldn't help it.

"So, Reid," JJ asked as the rest of the team filed onto the plane. "Can you tell us about how many people have ever disappeared and were never heard of again?"

Reid noticed how Morgan looked at him and raised his eyebrow, "Uh, there are reports of 10,000,000 people in the US that go missing each year. And out of this number, 500,000 are usually never found. Some of them are the victims of ruthless crimes, but others are simply just gone."

Morgan whistled, "Damn, that's a lot of people."

Reid nodded.

"So we have less than half a chance that we'll find these women alive," Prentiss commented.

Reid nodded, "It's possible. That's doesn't mean that we won't find them, but we do have to consider that possibility."

"We know, Reid."

Reid blushed and ducked his head, "Sorry."

"So it's roughly a two hour flight to South Dakota. Let's all just try to get familiar with the case. Since there's not really much we can do."

"There's practically nothing here," Morgan commented.

Reid looked up at Morgan just in time to see him put on his headphones and close his eyes. Reid licked his hips. I wonder if he knows how hot he looks right now. Reid sighed and buried his face in the file. You need to stop this Reid; he's not going to ever be interested in you. Remember last week at the bar? Morgan is straight. Besides there's nothing about you that interests him.

Reid studied his file, but like Morgan said there wasn't really much there. And he couldn't help sneaking glances at Morgan. He couldn't help how he noticed everything about his older coworker. Morgan had his eyes closed but while he seemed like he was sleep, Reid knew differently. If anyone noticed the twitch of Morgan's fingers they would know that Morgan was simply letting the music wash over him and that he was probably listening to something other than rap.

As Morgan stood up to go to the bathroom, he noticed Reid staring at him. He chuckled softly to himself as he saw Reid try to pretend that he wasn't staring at him. He passed by Reid and teasingly ruffled his hair earning a sound of disgust from him as he slipped into the bathroom.

Reid waited until Morgan slipped into the bathroom before letting out the breath he had been holding. He groaned and shut his file and closed his eyes. It's useless. I can't stop thinking about him and staring at him is just making it worse.

TBC...