Chapter 3

Once Reid had stopped crying, he realized the position Morgan and he was in. Spencer quickly righted himself and pulled himself out of Morgan's arms. he angrily swipped at his eyes, trying to hide the fact that he had been crying. he didn't want anyone else on the plane to realize he had been crying. Luckily morgan and he were sitting with their backs to the rest of the people on the plane, so unless they had been sitting right next to them they wouldn't have realized that spencer had been crying.

"hey there pretty boy. it's okay to cry." morgan's voice was soft and soothing, slowly he reached up spencer's face with his hand and wiped away the tears on the younger man's cheeks. Reid gasped, hi breath hitching in his throat, he fought the tears that threatened to stream out of his eyes again. "let's get to boston and we'll talk then, once we get settled." Morgan leaned forward and planted a light kiss on Reid's lips. suddenly morgan stood up and walked back down the plane and slid into a seat next to Prentiss. Spencer watched morgan walk down the aisle of the plane, wondering to himself what had just happened.

he shook his head in an effort to clear his head, he had to think about the case right now. he couldn't be distracted by anything, especially being distracted by one derek morgan. reid looked back down at the file that was still resting on his lap. he waited a couple seconds before flipping the file till he reached the crime scene photos again. he couldn't put a finger on exactly what bothered him about them. slowly spencer traced his fingers over the glossy finish.

"Reid! come over here we need you to look at the geography of the crimes." Spencer's head shot up, hearing the rough voice of Hotch call out his name.

"Yes sir! right away." the young man stumbled over his words in an effort to get them out. he quickly rose to his feet, causing the folder on his lap to spill onto the floor. "shit!" he mumbled under his breath, before stooping down to scoop up all the papers that had scattered all over the floor. once he was sure that all the papers had been collected, spencer stumbled over to where the rest of the team was sitting. he slipped into a seat next to Rossi, shuffling the disorganized papers in his hands.

"umm... it appears that the unsub is staying local for the moment. the killings are all focused in the north end. it is unclear whether the victims lived in that area since we don't know whether the victims all belonged to the same income bracket. but they were all found within fifteen miles of each other." Reid rushed through his information. the sooner that he could go and sit in the corner the sooner he could escape this torture. he was so confused by what morgan had done. had he meant to kiss him? did that mean that morgan was sexually attracted to him? what were the chances that someone as masculine as derek would find a "pipe cleaner with eyes" attractive? this was something he should know! he was the genius. he knew the statistics, but the chances of them actually applying to morgan were absurd. looking back up, spencer looked at hotch to see whether he needed the younger man for anything else. "that's all i have so far. i'll be able to tell more once we arrive." Hotch nodded at him, before turning to the group;

"have we heard anything from Garcia?" just as he said that, the laptop on the table in front of him beeped, signaling a video call from the subject of conversation. Morgan leaned forward and hit the answer button to accept the video call from the blond technical analyst.

"hey baby girl! found anything yet?" morgan's voice was lilting and teasing. garcia smiled, before responding: "ahhh! my chocolate muffin, i think you've become a mind reader." morgan just chuckled and rolled his eyes.

"garcia! do you have anything?" hotch's voice was stern and commanding cutting through the playful bantering between the blond woman and the dark man.

"yes sir!" garcia paused and the sound of keys clicking could be heard over the computer speaker. "i got an ID on victim one in APHIS. her name is Meredith Williams, twenty-eight. she was born in Portland, Maine to a Alice Roberts and James Williams. she moved to boston two and a half years ago, when she got a job at an advertising agency. i'm currently running the other two victims through APHIS, but i haven't gotten any hits yet. i'll keep you updated."

"thanks garcia! we'll let you know if get any new information." garcia nodded before ending the video call. after a couple of seconds of silence rossi spoke.

"reid and morgan, once we land youtwo are heading to portland to interview the family. the rest of us are heading to the police station then to your assigned crime scenes. keep me updated." hotch looked at each team member before looking at his watch."we're due to land in thirty. get familiar with the case. this might take awhile."