I apologize for putting this on a hiatus I just needed a break but now I'm back and I hope everyone is ready to strap in their seatbelts because it's going to be a bumpy ride ;)

As always I don't own the boys Spencer Reid Aka Matthew Gray Gubler or Derek Morgan aka Shemar Moore or the wonderful show known as Criminal Minds.

Enjoy chapter 17

Chapter 17: Profiler, Profiled

~*~* A COUPLE MONTHS LATER~*~*

Prentiss entered the bullpen and noticed that Morgan's chair was empty.

"Where's Morgan?" She asked as she sat down.

Reid looked up, "Chicago. He always goes home in May for his mother's birthday."

Prentiss nodded as she sat down. The BAU was quiet while the team worked on old files that needed some attention.

{~CM~}

"Happy birthday, Momma," Derek said kissing his mother on the cheek as he placed the cake on it.

"You sure this isn't store brought? You made it?" Desiree teased.

"Yeah, I didn't think you'd be able to cook after you burnt the house down," Sarah chuckled.

Derek sighed, "I'm never gonna live this down."

"We told you you'd never hear the end of it," Sarah smiled.

"Girls, be nice. Your brother worked hard on this."

"Yeah and you all won't get any."

Sarah was about to say something when there was a knock on the door. Derek frowned and went to open it.

"Gordinski?"

"Are you armed?" Gordinski asked.

"What?"

"Are you armed?"

"No."

"Cuff him."

Fran stood up as she saw the officers place handcuffs on Derek, "Now just wait a minute. What's going on?"

"Momma, just sit down its okay."

"No, it's not. Derek, what's going on?" Fran asked almost in tears.

"Momma, I promise it's all going to be okay," Derek said as he was led out of his own house in cuffs.

{~CM~}

"Hotch!" JJ screamed running down the catwalk and into his office.

Prentiss and Reid looked up and at each other, "What's going on?" Prentiss asked.

Reid shrugged. He stood up as Hotch came down the stairs with Gideon and JJ following him, "Hotch what's going on?"

"It's Morgan, he's been arrested," JJ said.

"What? How? Why would they do that? Is his-"

"Reid calm down. All we know is that he was arrested and that he's been accused of murder."

"Are they serious? Morgan?" Prentiss asked.

Hotch nodded, "I want everyone on the jet in five minutes."

{~CM~}

Fran handed Reid and Prentiss some of her cake, "Here, ya go."

"Thank you Mrs. Morgan," Reid and Prentiss said.

Desiree looked at them, "I can't believe Gordinski. He's always been after Derek and then he comes up with this shit."

"Desiree, you watch your mouth," Fran said.

"But Momma, it's true. Gordinski's an ass."

Reid took a bite of cake, "Actually, law enforcement officials are just as probable statistically to commit a crime as anyone else. You look at the cross-section of a society there's a general population and a small fraction of this percentage."

Prentiss grimaced, "He's not actually saying he believes Derek is involved in this."

Reid shook his head and smiled softly, "Oh, no. Not at all," he replied when Fran and her daughters looked at him. "I'm just merely stating statistics but I don't believe Derek had anything to do with this. Quite the opposite really."

Sarah was staring at Reid and she smiled, "You're Doctor Reid aren't you? Derek talks about you a lot."

"He does?"

Desiree nodded, "Yeah, said you're some sort of genius."

Reid shrugged as he continued to eat his cake, "Well I wouldn't say that. I mean yes I can read 20,000 words per minute but-"

Prentiss chuckled and slapped him on the back while Fran and her daughters stared at him, "He's just being modest. He's a freaking genius."

Prentiss answered her phone which had been ringing and told Reid to stay here with Derek's family while she went to the station.

"What's going on?" Sarah asked.

"I'm not sure, but I think everything is fine," Reid smiled slightly. Inside he was a wreck.

Fran smiled, "Spencer, may I call you Spencer?"

Reid nodded.

"Come sit here by me," Fran said patting the seat next to her on the couch.

Reid sat down next to Fran as he finished his cake. Fran just smiled.

"You like my son, don't you?"

Reid looked nervous, and Fran chuckled. "It's okay, Spencer. I can tell and he likes you too. I know by the way that he talks about you."

"That doesn't bother you?"

Fran chuckled, "I've had a feeling that Derek was bisexual for some time. He used to bring girls as well as guys home, but I never asked him about it."

Reid smiled.

{~CM~}

Morgan glared at Gideon. He wanted nothing more than to rip his head off now that he finally got him alone, but this was neither the time nor place for that. Besides, it wouldn't help his current situation.

"You trying to say something to me right now?" Morgan asked.

"Only if you're hiding something you need to trust us. Trust us enough to tell us about it," Gideon replied.

Morgan scoffed. Trust your ass? I'll pass thanks. I'd rather go to jail then let you have control over my life. "Gideon. It's not about trust. It's about having a little privacy. I got the right to keep something to myself. Look at us, man, we practically live together already."

Morgan glanced at the 'mirror'. He wanted to talk to Gideon about Reid but he had a feeling the others were behind the glass watching. It would have to wait.

"Morgan, we're trying to help. We can't help you unless you talk to us. They'll pin this murder on you so fast."

Gideon looked up as Hotch entered the room. Hotch motioned for Gideon to leave the room. Morgan was grateful; he was ready to murder that bastard just for getting on his nerves. Hotch placed a folder on the table.

"Tell me about Carl Buford."

{~CM~}

Hotch, Gideon and Gordinski stood in the shadows of the youth center watching Morgan and Buford. Not all of the words they could hear or understand, but they got the gist of what was going on. Gordinski walked over and cuffed Buford while giving a sad expression to Morgan.

"Are you saying I had nothing to do with making you who you are?" Buford asked.

Morgan shook his head as the tears rolled down his face and he wiped them away, "No, Carl, actually I'm saying that you had everything to do with making me who I am. Because of you, I'm somebody who gets to spend the rest of his life making sure guys like you go down."

Gordinski started to drag Buford away, "Wait. Wait. Derek, isn't there something you can do for me?"

"You can go to hell," Morgan stated.

Morgan turned back to face his bosses. Neither Hotch nor Gideon said a word as they walked out of the youth center.

{~CM~}

Reid was playing cards with Derek's sisters when his cell rang. He answered it and paused listening to Prentiss. Fran, Sarah, and Desiree all stared at him expectantly. His heart broke as he listened. He nodded.

"Okay," he said and hung up.

"What's going on?" Desiree asked.

Reid shook his head, "Derek's been released. They caught the real killer Carl Buford."

"Carl? But he was such a nice man," Fran said.

Reid shook his head. He didn't think that was possible, not after what Prentiss just told him. They all looked up as the door opened and Morgan entered. Fran, Desiree, and Sarah ran to him and hugged him. Reid stood up and gave Morgan a half smile.

"I'll be outside."

Morgan nodded. He needed to talk to his family and Reid knew that. Several minutes later Morgan left his house and his mother kissed his cheek. Reid saw her saying something to him but he couldn't understand the words. Morgan smiled and nodded before making his way to the car. Morgan opened the driver's side door, got in, and started the engine. Reid leaned over and gave him a small kiss on the corner of his mouth before sitting back and taking Morgan's hand in his.

The whole drive to the airstrip was silent, but not once did Morgan remove his hand from Reid's grip. The entire plane ride back to Quantico was silent and tense. Morgan sat near the back with his headphones on and no one thought to bother him.

The team entered the bullpen and Garcia rushed out of her lair to greet them giving them all hugs saving the biggest hug for her chocolate god. She opened her mouth to speak but Hotch placed a hand on her shoulder and shook his head. Garcia quickly shut her mouth.

"Everyone go home. I don't want to see you in the office until next week."

Reid guided Morgan out of the office and down to the car. Taking the keys from Morgan, he opened the door, put Morgan in the passenger seat, and got behind the wheel. He drove silently to Morgan's apartment and once in front, cut the engine. He dragged Morgan upstairs, into his apartment, and on the couch. He locked Clooney in the laundry room with food and water. He saw Morgan just sitting there and he knew he had to say something or do something. He sat next to him and kissed the corner of his mouth. Morgan turned and kissed him fully on the mouth deepening the kiss.

"I'm sorry," Reid said pulling away.

"For what?"

"I didn't know…and here I was telling you about-"

"Reid, man, stop. I made you tell me and that's why I wanted to help you. I've been there. He was my mentor, I looked up to him, and he took advantage just like Gideon did to you. It's not your fault."

"Yeah, but-." Morgan silenced him with a kiss.

"But, nothing."

Reid sighed and nodded. He laid his head on Morgan's chest and closed his eyes. He wondered if this would prevent them from ever having sex.

TBC...