Kid Doctor ~ Spencer Reid

High School Reunion

"Alright, pretty boy, cough it up. What's bothering you?"

Morgan approached Spencer, who was just sitting at his desk.

"Nothing, Morgan."
"Yea, yea, nothing's wrong, you're just pouting for fun. C'mon, what's going on?"
"What happened to that rule about it profiling teammates?"
"That ended when everyone kept doing it to each other. Now, I can either continue to ask you, or I can guess until I get it right. Believe me, neither of us want the second option."

Morgan was grinning and Reid was just exasperated, so he let out a small sigh and handed over the letter.

"My fifteen year high school reunion is coming up next month."
"That's cool, Reid!"
"No, no, it isn't. It's not."
"Why not?"
"Everyone at that school terrorized me for three years, what good what it do anyone for me to see them again?"

Morgan scoffed, genuinely laughing.

"What's going on?"

Of course, Garcia came into the conversation. This caught the attention of everyone else in the room. Great. Now everyone needed to know.

"My fifteen year high school reunion is here."
"Wait, really?"
"I graduated high school when I was 12, yes, it's been fifteen years. I'm not going."

He took the letter back, which just caused everyone to groan.

"You should go, Reid!"
"Yea! Show them how much you're changed!"
"You're a tough FBI agent now."
"You've got three PhDs, show 'em off."

Everyone chimed in, continuing to try and get Reid to agree to go. Eventually, he groaned.

"Fine, but someone has to come with me. I am not going to that alone. It's June 10th."

There was a little mumble talk among everyone, then Morgan smirked.

"Looks like I'm your partner for the evening, kid. I'm the only one available for the night."

Reid sighed softly, now realizing the disaster this will be.

"Alright."
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Reid was nervously pacing in the hotel room, already dressed. Lavender button up with the sleeves rolled up, black tie, and a tan sweater vest with that pattern that sweater vests have with purple and black on it. He looked good, and he was terrified.

"I shouldn't go, Morgan, I shouldn't. I doubt anyone will remember me."
"Reid, you were 12 years old in high school. They'll remember you."
"What if they all still hate me?"
"They didn't hate you, they saw you as someone they could beat up without problem."
"Morgan, I don't know if you've noticed, but I'm still very able to be beat up. I don't have much strength anywhere at all."

Morgan laughed at that, shaking his head.

"Well, now you have me to protect you, Reid."
"Thank you, Morgan."
"Always."

Reid and Morgan left, ready for him to face his terrorizers.

Once they got to the reunion, Spencer felt out of place immediately.

"I want to go home, this was a mistake."

He muttered to Derek, who just laughed.

"It's alright, Reid. You just have to be here for a few hours then we can go back and you can hide out of embarrassment."
"Spencer??"

Reid's head turned to the side, swearing under his breath. Morgan just grinned.

"Ryan Andron. Hello again."
"Wow, look at you. Finally got a haircut and a sort of sense of style. Good enough. Small steps. Hey, Selina! Look who it is!"