A/N: This is it guys: the final chapter! Don't worry, I plan to publish the next story as soon as I can get back into my house to my internet connected (we're having our floorboards polished, it's gonna stink in here). I will edit the author's note at the bottom of this chapter when that happens, so you should just get an alert if you've added this to your story alerts, letting you know the next story in my Reid/Morgan SLASH series is up! Or you know, you could just add me to your author alerts, that works too... :P Anyways, time to read the last chapter of A Secret Love!

Edit: The oneshot sequel, Pain in Amplification, is now up! Check it out! As well as the multi-chapter sequel to the oneshot, Reunion!

Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or any of its characters.

Reid woke up the next morning to the screeching of the alarm clock, not feeling refreshed at all. He knew it hadn't been the best idea to have sex with Morgan after the others had left, but Reid had found it impossible to resist.

Lying next to Reid, Morgan was also jolted into alertness. "Hey," he whispered to his lover.

"Hey," Reid replied. "You do realise we have work today, and I am completely and utterly exhausted?"

"Yeah, so?" said Morgan. "You had fun, didn't you? And you wanted it, too- don't deny it."

"I never said that," Reid protested. "I did want to- you know that. It's just that Hotch told us not to show up to work tired, or late, and that's exactly what we are."

"Oh, pretty boy," Morgan laughed. "He's not going to care that much, really."

"Are you sure?" Reid asked.

"Definitely," said Morgan. "I believe Hotch's exact words were 'get some sleep and try to show up to work on time'. We did sleep a little. And we are trying to get to work on time. We might just fail miserably."

"If you're sure then," said Reid, looking anything but. He began climbing out of bed, but Morgan wrapped his arms around Reid's torso, stopping him from moving.

"You don't need to worry, you know," Morgan assured Reid as he sat up next to him, using his arms to pull himself closer to Reid. "As long as the quality of our work doesn't go down, Hotch isn't going to care if we're tired."

"And if we're late?"

"Spence, if you'd been paying attention to the clock, you would've noticed I set the alarm early, just in case," Morgan pointed out.

Reid turned his head to look at the clock, and sure enough, Morgan was right. "So we have more time until we have to leave for work?" said Reid, a smile beginning to spread across his face.

"What're you thinking, pretty boy?" Morgan asked, turning Reid around so they were facing each other properly.

"No sex, Derek," Reid warned, recognising the look in Morgan's eyes. "I don't want to be any more tired than I already am."

"What do you want then?" said Morgan teasingly, running a hand lightly down Reid's naked chest and sending a shiver down the genius's spine.

"Just kiss me already, you damn fool," Reid growled.

Morgan didn't need to be asked twice. He pressed his lips to Reid's with ferocity. Reid kissed Morgan back with more intensity than usual, his tongue fighting to gain entrance into Morgan's mouth. The older man, thrilled by Reid's passion, parted his lips and allowed Reid's tongue access. Reid, with a new dominance, pushed the older man back down onto the bed sheets, crouching above the larger man, and pinning his arms down. Morgan made an effort to lift his arms, his intention to pull the other man closer. Reid pulled away, smirking internally at the quiet whine Morgan made at the sudden loss of connection.

Wagging his finger in the universal sign of 'nuh uh' Reid moved back in, gently kissing Morgan's mouth once more, before moving down to the older man's exposed collar bone. Quickly assessing the location he had chosen, and analysing the areas covered by the other man's normal work clothes and the potential for clothing slippage, Reid established that his location was a safe option and, as the mark would not be visible, no teasing from the team could possibly occur. At least no additional teasing, Reid amended, as the team would not let their news from last night go so quickly.

Reid kissed gently down the other man's neck and to the curve of his collar bone. He started gently and, after seeing a positive reaction from Morgan, he became bolder. As he worked on the collarbone, a hand crept down the man's chest, rubbing smooth circles in the skin until he reached the nipples. The genius ran his fingers over the nub, already stiffened by arousal, and tweaked it. He took delight in the startled, yet not unhappy, gasp that left Morgan's lips, and continued to tease the man's chest.

Pulling away from the collarbone, Reid watched as the blood welled to the surface and left a clearly visible mark. Satisfied, now that he had claimed and marked the man as his own, Reid moved back to the other man's lips, kissing him hard. Morgan kissed back just as passionately, this time not allowing the other man to take control. Reid, slightly worn out from his dominance from before, found himself slowly losing ground and eventually surrendered to the other man's will, allowing him to take charge.

Both man pulled apart startled as the shrill screech of the alarm once again blared obnoxiously. Reid looked at the other man questioningly. He had seen him turn the alarm off, and he most definitely did not press snooze. There was no reason for the alarm to go off more than once each morning.

"I kinda expected this to happen, so I had a backup," Morgan shrugged awkwardly. "I prepared for this because you're so hard to resist. You are… amazing, you know that?"

"So you keep telling me," said Reid, a teasing smile on his face as he hovered above Morgan. He leant in and kissed him again, lingering just long enough to leave Morgan searching for more when Reid pulled away.

"We really should get ready for work, Derek," Reid said, climbing off of Morgan.

Morgan sat up on the bed again, but he wasn't quick enough to catch Reid before the younger man leapt up and began searching for a clean set of clothes. "You're getting to be a tease, you know that?" he said to Reid.

"I learnt that from you," Reid retorted with a smirk on his face.

Morgan let out a shocked laugh and just stared at Reid. In such a short time, the young genius had changed so much. He had changed for the better, though. Like Prentiss had said, Reid had a lot more confidence in himself, and was much happier too.

Reid pulled on his shirt and turned back to Morgan. "Shouldn't you be getting dressed too?" he pointed out.

Morgan shook his head to bring himself back to reality; he hadn't realised he'd been staring at Reid for so long. He could forgive himself for staring though- he was his boyfriend, after all, he had staring rights, it was in the handbook for dating, or something. Plus, the kid was just so damn gorgeous.

Morgan climbed off of the bed and began getting dressed, trying not to look at Reid so as not distract himself again. When he had finally pulled on his shoes, he turned around to find the younger man walking out of the bathroom, ready to go.

"How are you ready to leave already?" Morgan demanded.

"How are you not?" Reid retorted playfully, tightening his tie.

"Because I was too busy staring at you," Morgan admitted unashamedly, moving over to Reid and kissing him once more before heading into the bathroom. It wasn't long until he came back out; he didn't have to deal with a tangled mane of hair like Reid did.

Just before they reached their cars, Morgan pushed Reid up against the wall and kissed him hungrily, pinning the genius's wrists. Reid wasn't fighting though; rather, he was kissing Morgan back with the same fiery passion from earlier that morning.

"Not that I didn't like that," said Reid when they broke apart, "but what was that for?"

"To get us through work," Morgan replied. "The others may know, but we still have to be careful."

The two agents walked outside and to their separate cars; to keep up appearances for the FBI, they couldn't drive in to work together. It would be too suspicious. Reid drove off first (he would normally arrive before Morgan anyway, and his apartment was closer to Quantico), and after about ten minutes Morgan followed.

When Morgan walked into the bullpen, his eyes instantly began searching the room for Reid. He saw Prentiss sitting at her desk, but Reid's desk had been abandoned.

When she saw Morgan walking over, a confused look on his face, Prentiss smirked. "He's in the break room, Morgan," she said in reply to his silent question.

"How did you know who I was looking for?" Morgan asked.

Prentiss raised an eyebrow at him. "It's pretty obvious. Who else would you be looking for?"

"Touché," said Morgan, walking away from Prentiss and towards the break room.

Morgan stood in the doorway, watching Reid pour liberal amounts of sugar into his coffee.

"You add in any more sugar, and you won't be able to taste the caffeine at all," said Morgan nonchalantly.

Reid whipped around at the sound of Morgan's voice, barely managing to keep his coffee in its mug. "D-Derek!" he stammered. "What are you doing?"

"I'm just getting my coffee, kid," said Morgan, moving until he was standing next to read at the coffee machine. "What did you think I would do when I got here?" As Morgan reached for a mug, he 'accidentally' grazed Reid's hand with his own. Reid shivered, spilling some of his coffee on the counter. Morgan laughed, while Reid scowled at him.

"That wasn't funny, Derek!" Reid exclaimed, affronted. "You did that on purpose!"

"So what if I did?" said Morgan, a smirk on his face.

"So we're at work!" Reid pointed out. "We can't do anything!"

"Nobody's watching," said Morgan, stepping closer to Reid.

"Actually, Prentiss and Garcia are watching us though the window," Reid announced, gesturing with his free hand.

Morgan looked over at the window, but Prentiss and Garcia instantly turned away, pretending they hadn't been watching.

"Nothing to see here, ladies," said Morgan as he walked out of the break room with a smile on his face. Reid walked out a few minutes later, slightly shaken.

"Are you okay, Reid?" Prentiss laughed.

"No," Reid replied shortly, walking towards his desk with Prentiss and Garcia following. "If Derek can't learn to keep his hands to himself…" he muttered under his breath.

"Sorry, Reid, I didn't quite catch that," said Prentiss, but Reid ignored her.

"Were you being mean to pretty boy, Prentiss?" said Morgan when the three agents reached him.

"Why of course not! Whatever would make you think that?" Prentiss replied with feigned shock and innocence. Morgan just cocked his head to one side and looked at her, and the two of them burst out laughing.

Reid turned away from the two of them, pulling a file off his pile towards him and flipping it open. Garcia put an arm around him comfortingly. "Don't worry about it, boy wonder," she said. "Just tune them out."

"Are they going to be like this all day?" Reid asked.

"Unfortunately, yes," Garcia admitted. "You're just going to have to put up with them, honey."

"Excuse me?" said Morgan. "Who are you to be calling my boyfriend 'honey'?"

"Ssh!" said Reid. "We're at work, Derek!"

Morgan laughed again and put an arm around Reid's shoulders. "And what's wrong with that? You afraid you won't be able to resist?"

"Yes," said Reid, the mood suddenly serious. "I'm afraid I'm going to snap and kiss you right here, and then completely blow our secret and lose our jobs."

"We won't, Spence, I know how much you can take before you're all over me. I'll make sure I don't do too much." Morgan assured him, breaking the serious atmosphere before it had fully formed and became a problem.

Prentiss laughed at the look of horror on Reid's face. "As much fun as this is, the whole teasing Reid thing, we do have some work to do," she said.

Morgan sighed, removing his arm from around Reid and sitting back down at his desk. "You're right. Although knowing our luck, JJ's about to walk in here and tell us we have a case."

No sooner had Morgan finished speaking than the door to JJ's office opened and the blonde communications liaison stepped out, heading into Hotch's office. The four of them watched from the bullpen as JJ and Hotch talked before emerging. Hotch headed next door to Rossi's office, and JJ headed towards them.

"We have a case, guys," she announced. "Cleveland."

"What did I tell ya?" Morgan groaned as they headed towards the meeting room.

"You totally jinxed us, Morgan!" Prentiss moaned. "You said JJ would come and give us a case, and she did."

"You know, statistically we don't get more cases when one of us says we really don't want to go on a case," Reid pointed out. "We just remember those with more clarity because of those circumstances and our tendency towards superstitious beliefs."

"Now there's the genius I know and love," Morgan joked as they walked into the meeting room.

"What's Reid doing now?" Hotch asked as he and Rossi entered the room.

"He's being Reid," Morgan replied with a grin on his face. "Spurning off facts like he always does."

"I hope you aren't doing anything inappropriate, Agent Morgan," Hotch warned. Reid buried his face in the case file JJ had already handed to him, trying in vain to hide the red colouring creeping into his cheeks.

"Don't worry, Hotch. I haven't been doing anything that would get us in trouble," Morgan assured his boss, but with a smile on his face.

"That's what you think," Reid muttered to himself.

"What did you say, kid?" Morgan asked. "I didn't quite hear you."

"Can we just get on with the briefing, please?" Reid begged Hotch, ignoring Morgan.

"Definitely," said Hotch. "JJ, let's begin."

An hour later, the team had gathered on the jet, and had just taken off. They'd been discussing the case while waiting for the jet to be ready, and right up until they had been cleared for takeoff. The three victims that had so far been claimed by the UnSub had been killed by a single gunshot wound to the head, but their bodies had been defiled after their deaths. The team was on high alert; they really wanted to get this guy, and soon.

Reid was sitting alone on the jet, reading over the case file (which was completely useless, because he'd committed the entire thing to memory the first time he'd read it) when Morgan slid into the seat next to him and took the file from his hands.

"You don't need to read this, pretty boy," he said, setting the file down on the table. "You've probably memorised the entire thing already."

"I have," Reid agreed, "but it can't hurt to read it again. I might have missed something."

"We both know you haven't missed anything," said Morgan. "You need to relax before we get to Cleveland, so you don't run out of energy too early." When Reid didn't reply and just let out a breath, Morgan knew he had won. He smiled, and put an arm around Reid's waist.

"Derek! W-what are you doing. We-we're on the jet!" Reid stammered.

"So?" said Morgan. "The only people who can see us are the team, and they already know about us. We're fine, Spence."

"As long as you don't start making out like you did last night!" Prentiss cried, having overheard Reid and Morgan's conversation from her seat.

Grinning in triumph, Morgan pulled Reid closer to his side and held him. While Reid was still unsure about public displays of affection, he didn't want to withstand what he felt for Morgan. So he relaxed, leaning into Morgan's side. Morgan gave Reid another smile, and gently stroked his hair. "You are gorgeous, you know that?" Morgan whispered into Reid's ear.

"No," said Reid. "But I don't mind you telling me."

Morgan laughed. "Then I'll keep doing it. Every single day until you tell me to stop."

"I don't think I will," Reid decided. "I wouldn't admit this to the others, but I really do like you saying that."

"Well if you do, then I'm saying it again. You are gorgeous, beautiful, amazing, and the best guy I have ever met," Morgan declared. I love you, and you mean the world to me, Spencer Reid. I want you to know that."

Reid had a slightly shocked look on his face, and he was staring at Morgan like he was looking at him for the first time. "Why?" he asked. "I know I've asked you this before, but I want to know. Why do you love me the way you do now? What made things change?"

"To be completely honest with you, I don't really know," Morgan admitted. "I guess, well, I always did love you. Not always in that way- but you always meant the world to me. As well as the exact moment things began to change, or how, I don't know. All I know is that it slowly began to grow, until I realised… that I loved you as more than my best friend. That I really, really love you. You're my soul mate- that much I know. And as for your other question, I definitely know the answer to that. I love you because you're you. You are completely and utterly unique, and that's why I fell for you."

"Wow," was all Reid could say in response to Morgan's speech. "You've really thought this through."

"Not really," said Morgan. "I just know what I feel."

"Hey guys," said JJ, appearing beside the two men. "The pilot just told me there's quite a heavy storm outside. We're not going to be able to land for a while, so you may as well get some rest."

"Thanks, JJ," Morgan replied, hugging Reid a little tighter. JJ smiled at the two of them and walked back to her own seat next to Prentiss.

"JJ's right, you know," Morgan said to Reid. "You really should get some sleep."

"So should you," Reid countered. "Neither of us really slept last night."

Morgan laughed. "Touché, kid." He pulled Reid even closer, Reid resting his head on the older man's shoulder and snuggling into his chest. Morgan leaned in and kissed Reid's forehead gently. He ran the back of one hand down Reid's cheek, and the genius closed his eyes. "Get some sleep, okay?"

"Only if you do," Reid murmured.

Morgan sighed and closed his own eyes, leaning his head against the back of the chair. It wasn't long until the two men had fallen asleep, nestled in each other's arms.

On the other side of the plane, Prentiss had turned around again and was watching Reid and Morgan. "I hope you aren't planning on waking them up, Prentiss," Hotch warned.

"I'm not," Prentiss assured her boss. "I'm just watching them. They're just so…"

"Adorable?" JJ, who had also turned to look at the sleeping agents, supplied helpfully.

Prentiss nodded, a smile on her face. "That they are," she agreed. "How they fell for each other, I don't know, but I'm glad they did."

"So am I," Rossi agreed. When JJ and Prentiss turned to look at him, shocked, Rossi added, "Come on, have any of you ever seen them this happy? I may not have known them as long as you guys have, but I know I haven't."

"I definitely haven't," said Hotch. "Especially Reid. And with everything we've all been through, we deserve happiness, no matter where we find it."

"I wouldn't have pegged you to be so accepting of their relationship, Hotch," Rossi admitted.

"As their boss, I probably shouldn't be," said Hotch. "They could be jeopardising their careers, especially if Chief Strauss finds out about them. But I am accepting. I'm happy for them. Everybody deserves someone they love more than anybody else in the world, and they've found it in each other. They do deserve this; all the happiness they can bring each other."

The rest of the team was silent after Hotch's little speech, and turned back to watch Morgan and Reid. The two of them were still asleep, Reid's mouth hanging slightly open. In their sleep, though, they had turned to face each other, their hands touching down by their sides. Prentiss pulled out her phone, taking a photo of the two men.

"What're you doing?" JJ asked.

"Taking a photo to send to Garcia," Prentiss replied. "She'd kill us if we didn't. And I, for one, don't want to risk upsetting our irresistible technical analyst." She laughed as she pressed the send button on her phone, imagining the look on Garcia's face when she received the photo. Sure enough, Prentiss received a text message only a few minutes later from Garcia, reading all in capital letters: THANKS EP! I LOVE IT! IT IS NOW MY PHONE BACKGROUND! :D

The plane suddenly jolted violently and the four agents gripped their seats tightly, but neither Reid nor Morgan was roused from their slumber. They slept on, both wearing small smiles on their faces. Both men were dreaming. And of two things, the others were absolutely sure: Morgan and Reid were dreaming of each other. And both of them, in their dreams and in reality, were incredibly, incredibly happy.

A/N: So there it is! The story is over! I feel kinda nostalgic now that I've actually finished it, it feels kinda... weird. But I definitely feel accomplished! I still can't believe I got over 100 reviews on this thing... it's insane!

As I've told you guys, keep an eye out for the next fic in the Reid/Morgan SLASH series, a oneshot titled Pain in Amplification, based on- you guessed it- Amplification. Aren't I so subtle :P And don't worry, it won't just be a rehash of the actual episode, there will be quite a few pretty awesome Reid/Morgan moments. And who can forget that famous line between them when Reid's all wet? ;P Edit: Sequel now up! Check it out and tell me what you think! As well as the sequel to the sequel, Reunion.

Note from Diamond Cobra: "Sniffle. It's over. On the plus side the one shot that comes next looks awesome, and the stories to follow that also look good. Follow Eternal here and you'll have a supply of Reid/Morgan goodness for years to come. (She has over 20 fic ideas in that notebook of hers, it's insane)." I do not have over 20! (okay, I almost do, and I keep coming up with more, so you may be right there...)

Anyways, please review guys! Come on, it's the last chapter! Pretty please? I'll love you forever if you do! :P