Derek waited a little while before he got out of the shower, he wasn't really in a rush to find out what was wrong with Spencer. When he walked out of the bathroom the room was dark and it seemed like the other man was asleep. Derek sighed and walked over to his bed. The silence was deafening.

"Alright, Pretty boy..what was that?" Morgan asked.

"W-What was what?" Spencer stuttered.

"You know what I'm talking about. I'm not judging you kid. I just wanna make sure you're okay?" Derek frowned, "Do you need me to get you something?"

"It was nothing..I'm sorry." Reid said.

"Come on Pretty boy you know I'm not buying that. You looked at me..well like I was a piece of meat. That is of course until the shock of what you were doing showed on your face." Morgan chuckled turning on the lamp.

"Did not!" Spencer said sticking out his tongue.

"Pretty boy look, I'm flattered. But what is going on with you?" Morgan asked.

Reid sighed sitting up, "I don't know. I just..well I started thinking about Maeve. I don't want to be miserable for the rest of my life. I want to move on and you have always been there for me. I just..I don't know I guess I over reacted a little."

"I'll say. Look Pretty boy..I am flattered but I know you're not gay. I think it's just a case of transference. You're just upset about Maeve." Morgan sighed, "And I don't blame you."

"Wait, Morgan are you saying that I'm transferring on you. Are you kidding? I think I know what the difference is, I'm a genius remember. Transference..my ass. Okay Morgan, if that is the way you feel than I'm going to sleep. You can ignore what just happened, I'm gonna go to bed." Reid yelled.

Morgan just stared at him open mouthed. He didn't know what to say to Reid, he felt like he just got slapped. Morgan knew a lot of things but at that moment he was so stunned he just looked at the younger man's back. He quietly turned off the lights and climbed into bed. Morgan fell asleep that night not sure how to feel.

About a half hour later Morgan rolled over and to his surprise Reid was laying next to him. He looked at the man and began stroking his cheek. Reid looked beautiful in the moonlight. Morgan loved him with all his heart but he didn't want to be a rebound after everything that happened with Maeve.

Morgan pulled the man closer and buried his head in the crook of his neck. He kissed it softly, careful not to wake the other man up. Morgan slowly drifted off to sleep again, perfectly content this time.

Reid woke up early and moaned.

"What the?" Reid said, grabbing something that was poking him.

"Woah, easy Pretty boy...wouldn't wanna break that now would you?" Morgan smiled.

"Morgan, why are you in my bed?"

"Actually babe, you're in my bed. Don't you remember crawling in last night?" Morgan asked.

"First, don't call me that. And no I don't remember..Didn't we fight?" Reid asked moving away quickly.

"Yeah, we did. But I guess you weren't as mad as I thought you were.." Morgan sighed, "Oh and for the record, Pretty boy, if you're going to grab my junk you coulda at least stroked it a little."

Morgan laughed at Reid's face. He got off the bed and grabbed his clothes and went to shower, leaving Reid unsure of how to feel. Reid didn't know what to do, maybe he would just have to join Morgan in the shower and see where this goes...