"So how did the date go?" JJ asks standing in his office with a cup in her hand.
"It didn't." Tired Morgan grabs another file.
"What do you mean? What happened?"
"Reid was not handling it well,I called it off."
"I am sorry."
"Nothing to be sorry for." He says and means it. Whenever people tell him that they feel sorry because someone didn't go according to plan because of Spencer he gets their intention but doesn't really understand the necessity behind it.
He chose this when he decided to move in with Reid and it's not Spencer's fault if things like this happen. "Is he okay. I haven't checked on him since we got here?"
"Yeah he is doing his paperwork. Kind of scary to go without a case this long don't you think?"
"Don't push it." He warns her. "Now you said it, if every moment like this ever was right we will work now for a few weeks without a break."
"Alright." She smiles at him for a moment. "I'll leave you too it."
And he will be right, just when he sees Savannah his phone rings and Garcia announces that they have a case so he quickly hands her the lasagna. "How is Spencer?"
"Doing okay, to quiet for my liking but okay."
"Can I make this up to you? Or him?"
"You don't have too. It's not your fault, believe me. These things happen sometimes over the smallest things."
But she does make it up.
When Morgan and Reid walk up to their house eight days later they see a light shining in the kitchen and Morgan as well as Spencer immediately grab their guns before Morgan could recognize Savannah through the window. "It's okay,I know her." He assured Reid and puts his own gun in the safety and Spencer copies him.
"Women you've got some nerve, you know we are armed right?" Derek calls from the door and Spencer follows him in.
"I thought about that a little bit to late." She walks up to them from behind the kitchen counter and kisses Morgan before turning to Reid who looks at her shyly and then did his tiny wave he always does to avoid shaking hands. "I am Savannah."
"Spencer." There is an awkward tension mixed with silence between the three before the oven beeps and she turns around hurrying over.
"Pleas tell me you didn't do all of this for us." The man steps further into the kitchen, seeing the filled paprika and the noodles.
"Why else would I cook here? I have my own kitchen if this would have been just for me."
"Thank you." He leans down again to kiss her while Spencer silently leaves the room. "Were are you going?"
It took a moment before he had passed the hallway far enough to stand in the second door of the kitchen. "Upstairs."
"You don't wanna eat?"
"What?"
"This is for the three of us, not just for me and her."
"Oh. That's really nice of you." He doesn't make an attempt to step into the kitchen again so Morgan helps him a little bit.
"What about we bring our bags into the bathroom, get the dirty laundry out,bring it downstairs, get the new stuff in and then eat to dinner?" It is what they always do after a case.
"That would be perfect because I will need a few more minutes here."
"See?"
"Okay, yeah." They follow their plan and when they are done the table was set with three plates and some candles. "This looks nice. I didn't know we had candles like this." Spencer leans forward turning them to see if anything is written on them.
"I bought them. I wasn't expecting any candles in a two men household, but I was surprised." They are quite a few spread around the house. "You want some wine?"
"I don't drink but Morgan does."
"Oh I didn't know, I am sorry."
"No problem." When Morgan walks in he has a wide smile on his face looking at the set table and his girlfriend. "Some wine?"
"Of course." He hugs her from behind, pulling her close. "Thank you for doing this."
"How did you know we were going to be home?" Spencer asks interested.
"I asked Garcia to text me when you get back." The two had met at the double date. "I hope you haven't eaten anything."
"We haven't. Believe us when we tell you we are starving."
"Then sit down and enjoy." He didn't need to be told that twice to follow her order and sits down in front of Spencer while Savannah sits between them at the head of the table.
"So how much of the house have you seen so far?"
"The kitchen and the living room. I came here to cook the two of you a nice dinner not to snoop around." When she first unlocked the door, she had doubts about if she was overstepping.
"You want us to show you the rest later?" Reid asks picking up a noodle and Morgan knows it will be the only thing he eats from the plate. There is no way he will eat paprika with cheese.
"If you would like too, of course."
"We have a lab in the basement. Morgan build it for me." He tells her proudly.
"A lab?" She asks motivating him to speak more, she already knew about it but she had the feeling that it was hard to get Spencer to talk about something if he is not interested. And that if she wanted to know him, she would have to go with it.
"Yes, we build it in the first room so the air can get out but we had to realize that we can not do laundry down there on the same day I do an experiment because the smell probably will stick in the clothes for a while."
"You have your washing machine in the same room as the lab?"
"And the string to put our laundry on in case it's raining outside." Proudly Morgan watches Reid talking and could feel the nervousness ease inside him.
"You don't have a dryer?"
"We do but you don't put clothes in there. Only towels, underwear and socks."
"Oh,I guess I've been doing something wrong then." Reid is mostly the one doing laundry, not only but mostly. And Morgan sure as hell wasn't going to complain about it. "How do you like the dinner?"
"It's great." Morgan compliments and Savannah waits for an answer from Reid who was chewing and looking down. "Pretty boy?"
"Mmm?"
"You were asked something."
"Oh, I like it." He lies and Morgan couldn't help but snore. It was obvious he was only eating the noodles, not touching the paprika but they both let him believe they didn't caught the lie and not even an hour later she gets a tour around the house.
Starting with the living room and Morgan's office and the guest bathroom and then stepping into the big round open room in which the staircase leads up to Reid's floor who hushed through it not revealing his rooms but guiding her up to Morgan's room that is in the attic and is separated in two by a thin wall you can pass on both sides behind which his bed stands and where you also can find his bathroom.
"I must say you have a very beautiful house."
"Thank you." Spencer says politely playing with the sleeves of his cardigan. "Morgan mostly renovated it. He also build the bookshelves in the room downstairs with the stairs and the ones in the living room."
"I've got myself a talented man I see."
"You indeed did. He can fix literally anything." Even if Spencer would never hide his love for him, Morgan isn't used to hearing him say stuff like this.
But when Spencer asks the next morning if he thinks Savannah would like to step by again sometimes, he is sure Spencer is okay with her.
"What do you think? Does he approve of me?" Morgan and her had met for breakfast before their shifts at a small cafè.
"I don't need his approval."
"You keep telling yourself that." With a teasing smile she brings her cup up to her lips. "He would smell some evil in me, I would never see the inside of that house again. Or you again."
"Alright you had you fun."
"Still haven't got an answer."
"He seems to like you, and you?"
"Derek,how can I not?"