Derek Morgan's P.O.V.
"Hold up, man." I said, totally lost. "I'm sorry, she's your what now?"
Both of them looking at me - Reid was concerned, and Ariel looked like she was trying not to laugh.
"I'm Spencer's wife, Derek." Ariel said as she walked out of the room. A moment later, I heard clanking and rattling sounds that suggested that she was in the kitchen. "I'm guessing that he never mentioned he was married?" she called.
"Yeah, that he did not." I said, following Reid into the kitchen. I knew that I probably should've been mad at the kid for keeping this from the team, but at the moment I was really too shocked to be mad. Besides, Reid hadn't really been on the team all that long yet - maybe he just didn't think he knew us well enough yet.
Ariel was rummaging around in the cabinets, and pulled out three shot glasses before heading over to the fridge and pulling out a bottle.
My eyebrows shot up when I saw this tiny little speck of a girl pull out this big ass bottle of whiskey and pour three glasses of it. My surprise only grew when the kid grabbed his glass and threw it back like a pro.
"Tough case, babe?" Ariel asked as she downed her glass as well. Spencer just nodded as he refilled his glass.
"Definitely." he said, then pulled her closer and kissed her forehead. "I'm just glad you're back."
"Were you travelling?" I asked, and Ariel nodded.
"Yeah. For the last six months or so, actually." she said, then smirked. "Although I'm sure that Spence could give you the exact number of days."
"Six months, three days, nineteen hours, and thirty-one minutes." was all that Reid would say, and we both laughed as he blushed.
"So why were you traveling for so long?" I asked.
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Ariel's P.O.V.
This was the part that I was most nervous about. Spencer and I had been talking about this for ages - what we should do when his team found out about me. To be honest, I don't think that either of us pictured it happening like this.
"I work in the music industry." I said carefully. "I was out in LA for a while, and then I was going city-to-city with one of the bands that I work with."
"That's pretty impressive." Morgan said, and I nearly sighed in relief as he accepted the story without question.
"Thanks." I said, smiling at him before downing the rest of my drink. "So tell me about the rest of this case."
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Spencer's P.O.V.
The next day I drove Morgan back to the BAU since he had never gone back to pick up his car, and we talked some more about the night before.
"So how long have you two been…" Morgan trailed off.
"Married?" I asked, trying not to laugh. In the short amount of time that I had known Morgan, I had seen him go through many girlfriends, but the man still couldn't say the word 'marriage'. It was rather amusing, to say the least.
"About three years now. We were dating for four years before that." I admitted, then I remembered what my wife had told me before we left this morning. "By the way, Ariel wants to know if you wanted to come over for dinner tonight. A couple of our other friends are coming over, too - you don't have to if you don't want to, I just thought that since now you know about my cantautore -" I was rambling now, and I knew it, I just couldn't figure out how to stop myself.
"Reid, man," Morgan laughed, cutting me off. "Sure, I'll come."
"Great." I said, as I pulled into a parking space. Then, as we got out of the car, I remembered something. "Hey, Morgan?" I said nervously.
"What's up kid?"
"Just… don't tell the team, okay? About Ariel, I mean." I stuttered.
Morgan stopped and looked at me, confused. "Why?" he asked. "If I was married to her, man, I'd never stop talking about her."
I just shrugged. "That's not how we work." I said. "We're really private people. Plus, I'm always worried that if an UnSub ever found out about her..." And while I didn't say it out loud, what I was thinking was, And we really don't want Garcia to start doing background checks on Ariel. Who knows what she might end up finding out.
"Alright, pretty boy." Morgan said. "I can't pretend like I understand it, but I can agree to it."
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Luckily, we didn't get a single case that day, so I was able to head back home at around five o'clock that night. Morgan had said that he would be coming over around six, and I knew that the rest of our guests - although they were more like extended family - were most likely already at our apartment.
When I heard the music blaring from our apartment halfway down the hall, I knew I was right. I opened the door and was immediately assaulted by the smell of lasagna and the sounds of guitars. I walked into the living room to be greeted by Kat - although I was going to have to remember to call her Katerina whenever Morgan got here. She jumped up and pulled me into a hug, making me laugh.
I had actually met Kat before I had met Ari, and it was Kat who had been partially responsible for us getting together in the first place.
"Hey little kitten." I teased, laughing. Of course, that just made her glare at me, which made me laugh even harder. She smacked my shoulder, and I winced slightly.
"What's up, Spencer?" she asked as she let me go. "How's it going hunting down the big bad killers?"
"Its good." I told her. "Actually, one of my teammates is coming over tonight for dinner."
Kat raised her eyebrows at me. "Really? So you finally told your team about your other half, hmm?"
Ariel laughed as she came into the room. "Not exactly, Kat." Ari said. "It was honestly much more entertaining than that."
I went over and wrapped my arms around her waist, planting a kiss on her cheek as I stole a piece of garlic bread off of the plate she was carrying.
"Spencer!" she laughed as I took a big bite out of it. "Come on now, cut it out!"
"So? What happened, lovebirds?" Kat asked us. Ari rolled her eyes.
"Killer," Ariel began, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the pet name she insisted on using, "Brought his coworker home with him last night, but forgot that we had gotten back the night before. Long story short, I got woken up by some muscle bound moron pointing a gun at my head."
"Hey now." I heard Morgan say from the doorway, "At least I'm a sexy moron."
Ariel and I laughed at that one, and Kat looked around us to give Morgan a quick once over. "I don't know." she said. "I think the jury's still out on that one."
"Damn, girl." Morgan responded, making his way over to the table. "That hurts. That hurts right here." he pointed to his heart, making us all laugh even harder.
"Right." Ariel said once we had all caught our breath. "Dinner's ready. Kat, can you get the lasagna out while I wake the sleeping beasts?"
"Sure." Kat said, grinning. "I'll do anything as long as I don't have to wake them up."
I kissed Ari on the cheek one last time before letting her go, but called her back when she was halfway out of the room. "Here," I told her, picking a pitcher of ice water off of the table. "You're going to need this."
My wife gave me a devilish grin as she took the pitcher from me. "Thanks lover boy."
I couldn't help but watch her hips as she left the room, and judging by Morgan's muffled laughter, he noticed. I gave him a fake glare, and he put his hands in the air. "Hey, kid, I'm not blaming you for that in the least - although I did not expect to ever see Dr. Spencer Reid checking out a lady. But damn, that girl is one tough mama."
"You have no idea." I said.
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Kat, Morgan and I were sitting at the table - which was really three card tables put end-to-end - when we heard screaming and cursing coming from the spare bedroom. Morgan went to jump out of his seat like he was about to run down the hall and see what was going on, but he stopped when we just busted out laughing.
Luckily, Morgan didn't even have to ask us what was going on because a second later, Gabe, Lee, and Finn came walking into the kitchen, and all of them were soaking wet. Ariel followed along behind them with an emptied pitcher and a cat-that-ate-the-canary grin.
"Damnit Reid, can't you keep a leash on your girl?" Gabe asked as he shook himself dry like a big puppy. Gabriel Geissler was a tall, buff black-haired guy with more tattoos than he could count and a heart of gold. Every inch of his skin was inked except for his face, and he was currently shirtless, since he was using his shirt to try and dry the rest of himself off.
"Like that would stop her." Finn snorted. Finn was Gabe's complete opposite, the clean-shaven 'good guy' of the group. He ran his hands over his face and through his hair, before spinning around and picking Ariel up by the waist.
"Put me down you big ape!" My wife shouted, even though anything anywhere close to threatening about her was canceled out by her giggles.
Then there was Lee, who just threw himself down in a chair. "Who're you?" he asked Morgan, already filling his plate full of food.
"Rude!" Kat said, smacking him upside the head. Lee responded with a middle finger salute, which earned him another smack from Ariel for his troubles.
"Hey, ladies!" the small Chinese man said, pretending to be angry. "Keep your hands to yourself - unless you wanna take this party to the bedroom."
Kat laughed. "Yeah, sure - or we could take this outside and I'll kick your lazy butt."
Morgan was looking kind of lost, and honestly I couldn't blame him. Our whole group could be a bit hard to handle.
"Sorry, Morgan." I told him. "This is Katerina Simmons, Gabriel Geissler, Finn Ryan, and Lee Voss. Guys, this is Derek Morgan, he works with me at the Bureau."
"Hey man." Gabe said. "Welcome to the crazy train."
Morgan laughed, and I felt a bit of the tension ease out of me now that I knew that the they would get along.
That's when things almost went wrong. "So does he know about Ari-" Lee cut himself off with a wince, and judging by the vicious look that Kat was aiming at him, I guessed that she had just kicked him under the table.
"Yes!" I said frantically. "Yes, he knows that Ariel and I are married."
Morgan looked confused for a minute or so, but shook it off. "So, if you don't mind me asking, how do you know each other?" he asked. "Pretty boy here's never mentioned any of you…"
I blushed as Morgan's nickname earned a round of laughter from everyone at the table.
"Pretty boy?" Kat snorted. "Yeah, I don't think so."
"Well I think he's a very pretty boy." Ariel said suggestively, and there was a moment of complete silence while my face turned bright red, before the room exploded with laughter.
"Okay, so you want to know how we all met." Kat said. "Well, the story starts in high school - at least for us. Spencer was already in college by then…"
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