Reid starts heading down the stairs. His head playing out what he should do and what could happen. Every possible scenario is flying full speed as he climbs down the stairs to find Garcia's car and Morgan.

Morgan heads back up the stairs, he is shaking his head when he crashes into someone.

"Oh shit." Morgan reaches out to steady himself and the person he has collided with, but it's too late, both go crashing into the floor.

"That sucked" Morgan hears from the tangle of arms and legs. He hoists himself up on his arms and brings his face inches from Reid's. Morgan swears he is going to give Garcia a piece of his mind. This plan shit is not working out the way it is supposed to. All he can see is honey colored eyes wide open and he drops and looks at Reid's lips.

Reid's bravery has completely left him as he falls to the floor. Looking up into Morgan's face, his cocky go get him attitude has flown the coop. He bites his bottom lip, a terrible nervous habit he can't help. He squeaks out "I am sorry. I was headed to the car too. She needs the files in the back."

Morgan is still looking at Reid's mouth. He knows all hell is going to break loose if Reid bites his lip again, then he registers that Reid is talking. He pulls himself off of Reid and helps the other agent to his feet.

Now that there is some distance between them Morgan can think a bit better. "There is nothing in her car Reid. Nothing. She just sent us out here."

"Oh. Ok then." Reid goes to turn back toward the apartment, but Morgan grabs his hand as he turns.

"Reid?" Morgan pulls him closer. Reid spins a bit and meets Morgan's stare. They just stand there, hand in hand, looking at each other. Neither one saying a word. Morgan sees fear in Reid's eyes. He pushes Reid until his back is against the wall of the stair case.

Reid swallows and goes to talk, "Morg.." His words are cut off by a pair of lips covering his. It takes Reid a second to realize that Morgan is kissing him. Morgan goes to pull back, afraid he has stepped over the line, Reid grabs Morgan's shirt and pulls him back into him and deepens the kiss. Morgan's hands find Reid's hair.

Reid can't believe that he is actually kissing Morgan. His head is swimming and he swears he can hear bells. His hands snake around Morgan's waist and push their way under Morgan's shirt. His hands stretch over the skin on Morgan's back. His hands feel hot and he needs to keep touching.

Morgan feels Reid's hands find the flesh on his back. He pushes even harder into Reid. The wall bracing them up. He moves a hand from Reid's hair to his waist. Morgan feels like he can't get close enough to Reid. His thumb traces a path on the flesh at Reid's hip. He pulls and completely un-tucks Reid's shirt. Their lips and tongues waging war on each other. They can't stop tasting and testing.

Hands explore bare skin under their shirts. Reid runs his hands over the muscles of Morgan's chest. He hears him moan against his lips. Morgan traces the skin along the sides of Reid's chest. Reid can't help the sounds he is making in the back of his throat.

Finally Morgan pulls himself from Reid. As he looks at him, he sees a totally disheveled genius. Reid's lips are red and swollen, his hair is a mess from Morgan's hands. The neat and tidy Doctor's shirt is un-tucked and hanging. His eyes filled with wonder and lust. Morgan leans his forehead to Reid's and grabs his hands.

"Wow." Morgan breathes out.

"Wow." Reid agrees.

"Hey guys, she got in." Prentiss yells down the stairs.

The two agents jump apart like lightning struck.

She looks at the two agents. "What the hell happened?"

"We fell down the stairs." Reid says and turns to run up the stairs.

"Morgan?" She looks to the older agent for a better answer.

"Collided and fell. Quite funny when we finally got untangled."

"Yeah, that's exactly what it looked like."

"Good" With that, Morgan turns and heads for the apartment to see where Reid ran off to and to see what Garcia has gotten done.

Reid walks right by Garcia when he enters the apartment. He goes straight to the bathroom. He looks in the mirror and starts laughing. He can't believe he said they fell down the stairs. He feels better than he has in months. Now he has to make himself look presentable.

Garcia caught a glimpse of Reid as he ran by, he looked a bit rumpled. She smiles as Morgan comes through the door. He looks a little more put together. His shirt is un-tucked and pushed up in the back. Prentiss is right on his heels.

Morgan raises his eye brow at Garcia in a wordless question.

"Bathroom." She answers pointing towards the back of her apartment.

"Morgan, where are you going? " Prentiss asks as he makes his way to the bathroom.

"Just going to make sure Spencer didn't hurt himself when we fell. Be right back"

"Garcia, I think somethings up with those two. They just told me they fell down your stairs."

"Gosh, I hope they are ok." Garcia turns and looks back at her Tv screen.

Reid is tucking in his shirt as the bathroom door opens. He sees Morgan coming in. Morgan shuts the door behind him and leans against it.

"You ok kid?" Morgan asks.

"Yeah, I am good. Umm. I am very good. Is that ok?" Reid looks at Morgan like he is waiting for bad news.

"I want you to be good. Great would be better."

"Are you flirting with me in Garcia's bathroom?" Reid takes a step closer to Morgan.

Morgan steps forward, "Your hair is a mess." He reaches out and tucks a piece, just ike Reid always does.

"Prentiss is out there Morgan. This isn't exactly something we usually do. I usually am alone in the bathroom. Aren't you worried about what she is going to think?"

"Let her think, we'll figure it out." Morgan steps even closer, his breath warm across Reids face. "You are absolutely beautiful. I hope you know that." His fingers trace along Reid's jaw.

Reid's breath catches. He closes his eyes and breathes Morgan's scent in. "Morgan?"

"Can I kiss you again Spencer? Can I taste you?"

"God yes. Please!"

This kiss starts much more gentle. There is more control behind it. The door is closed and there isn't a need to rush. Minutes pass as they learn the shape and texture of each others mouths. Morgan 's hands grab Reids hips. Reid purrs back at him.

"Spencer. You taste like magic." Morgan whispers as he explores Reid's neck.

"Derek, they know we are in here. They're going to know what we are doing."

"Do you want me to stop Spencer?"

"I think that's a trick question. Want you to? No. Do you need to, yes."

Morgan pulls back. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

Reid looks up at him, his eyes confused. "You mistake my meaning. Logically speaking we need to stop. We are in Garcia's small bathroom with team members out side this door. That is why we have to stop. If I went with emotional thought I wouldn't care."

"Can you not care for one more minute Spencer."

Reid answers by pushing Morgan into the door with a loud bang as his mouth sears against Morgan's. His hands grab Morgan's waist and pull him into his own body. He can feel every inch of him against his body. Morgan un-tucks his shirts again and runs his hands across Reid's back. Logical thought takes a back seat to how this feels.

"Ok, I agree. Time to stop or I will not be able to stop. As it is I need to relax before we leave this room or it will be very apparent as to what we were doing.

"Derek, we have been in here for 18 minutes. I am pretty sure Prentiss knows what we are doing. Garcia probably has balloons and streamers waiting."

Morgan laughs against Reid's chest. He looks up at Reid, " I didn't tell you before, my mouth was busy at the time, but I want you to know that this isn't a new feeling Spencer. This is a long time coming. I didn't realize you would return this. I absolutely am in love with you."

The smile Reid gives Morgan is the best thing he has ever seen. "Thank you. I love everything about you Derek."

"We will figure it out ok? It is too important to not figure out. Let's go see what Garcia has found out. We can finish this later on." He places a small kiss on Reid's nose. "You ready for 20 questions?"

"I guess."

Morgan opens the door and they both step out.