In army green combat looking shorts, black wife beater, black leather long sleeve jacket, leg holster, black leather fighter looking gloves, one earring that looked like a gun, one earring that looked like handcuffs, a necklace with a gun on it, a ring with a soldier on it, a bracelet with a skull guitar pick with a gun hanging off it, and black combat boots, the youngest Reid earned a raised eyebrow from his cousin.

"I felt like being bad ass today." The youth shrugged.

"I can tell, but you being bad ass has made us late." The elder rolled his eyes with a slight smile.

"Well, sooooooorry. Let's go then, Jeevas." "Puck" rolled his eyes, walking towards the door.

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"Ok, what's up?" Young Spencer asked, looking at his cousin wit6h raised eyebrows.

They were standing in the elevator, so it was the perfect time to ask.

"What do you mean?" The doctor asked with a slight smile.

"You've had that sad broody look for three days now. One day, I would understand, you have to go through a lot of crap. But three? Something's wrong. What is it?"

"It's nothing Spencer."

"Bullshit. What is it?"

"Spencer."

"Tell me."

Doctor Reid looked at the floor, swallowing the lump that was beginning to form at the top of his throat.

"It's nothing… Just Derek…" He started.

"What happened? You guys seemed fine four days ago. After your two almost kisses, I assumed you two would be on the fast track of trying to keep your love from the team."

The elder looked at him with eyes that questioned how he knew so much.

"I've said it before, I can probably profile with the best of them. Don't treat me like an idiot. What happened?"

"He… he just said… that, maybe, we need to, stop heading for the couple zone. He said he wasn't sure if he really likes me like that, because he's never felt like that for a boy… so we're holding off until he finds himself. He said I'd be for the best."

"He what?!" "Puck" asked in angry disbelief, looking at his cousin with raised eyebrows.

"It's not that big of a deal, he just needs to find himself."

"No, he's just doing this so he can slut it up before committing to you!" Young Spencer yelled, pushing the open door button.

The elevator doors immediately opened and the youth stomped out.

"Spencer!" The adult called, hurrying after him, truly scared about what the teen might do.

The youngest Reid marched straight up to the dark male.

"You no good, son of a BITCH!" All the words minus the last one were said walking up to the strong agent; the last one was yelled as Derek got punched with all the strength the youth had at his disposal.

Morgan immediately went down.

"After all of that?! Really?! You stupid cunt!" The teen shouted, putting all his force into kicking the adult in the stomach. "I thought you were the ONE person I could trust with him! I thought you were smart! But instead you're just daft dimbo!"

"And there goes the Harry Potter quote." His cousin groaned, finally coming forward, knowing that if anyone waited any longer, it would get really bad.

Everyone had pretty much just stayed out of the way because they knew that the kid just needed to vent some times, and Derek wasn't calling for their help. But as soon as they saw the doctor coming forward, they realized it was time to go into action.

"UGH! You are the rudest, most atrocious, thing, not human, thing I have encountered since ETHAN!" "Puck" shouted, punctuating the sentence with a kick.

Doctor Reid grabbed his cousin around the waist, literally picked him up and walked him a few steps away. Everyone took a brief second to marvel at that. It was a Morgan maneuver, yet their little genius did it like it was nothing.

Young Spencer immediately yanked free of his family members grasp, dropping slightly to the floor.

"I'm fucking done with you Morgan." He spat before storming away. "If he's still invited to Thanksgiving, I am NOT going!"

Now, the doctor was conflicted, he honestly didn't know what he should do. He knew he should go after "Puck" but he also felt like he should go check is Derek was fine. Luckily, Garcia answered for him.

"Make sure he's ok." She commanded, pointing to her Adonis as she heading after the teen.

Older Spencer nodded and went over to the older agent. Emily and Jennifer were already there, helping him to wipe away the dash of blood that has dribbled out of his mouth.

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"Casanova." Penelope said, her voice slightly pleading.

The teen didn't do anything; he just kept walking down the hall at the same pace.

"Spencer!" The woman said her tone now a command.

"I cannot do this right now Beautiful." He said with a sigh.

"Well you have to, stop, and talk to me." She said, grabbing his shoulder and turning him around. "What the hell is wrong with you? You go in there, punch and kick Morgan, then storm out while saying you're not going to Thanksgiving."

"You don't know what I know."

"Well then, enlighten me."

"I can't."

"Why?" Garcia asked, her tone a slight whine.

"It's not my secret to tell."

"Then it's for Reid. What about him? I can handle it, and he won't mind."

"Yes, he will. And you won't want to hear it anyway."

"Derek did not do anything to you or to your cousin. Why are you so mad at him?"

"UGH! You are acting so much like Dean! I honestly cannot fathom the blind faith you seem to have in that man."

"You know I don't get those references."

"Whatever. I just really hope he doesn't break your heart too."

"What? " She asked in a 'you better rephrase' tone, her eyebrow raised.

"As much as you think you're keeping it covered, I know. I know you have a crush on Morgan. A crush that you cannot have."

"I know you ship him and Spencer, but-"

"It's not about that. You need to focus on Kevin. He's going to ask you to marry him… and I really hope you say yes. He loves you, even though he knows you love Morgan as well." The youth took a deep breath. "I really hope you say yes. Because, if you deny, you will know, even if it's just in the back of your head, you'll know. You will know for sure, that the only reason you're denying… is because of that idiot lying on the floor in there." He said, pointing to the room he had just left.

"I really don't think-" Garcia tried again, making sure to breathe.

"Say yes Penelope… because he really loves you… even when he knows you love someone else."

With that, "Puck" turned and calmly walked out of the building.

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Link to outfit on my profile. I hope you all liked it, and I hope that you approve of "Puck" in this chapter. I know it's a bit dramatic… but… I'm the author and I felt like it.

Thanks for sticking with me through until now… here's to hoping you stick with me through this. =)