SSA Dr. Spencer Reid (bau_woobie) wrote,
SSA Dr. Spencer Reid
bau_woobie

Quantico, VA; 04.07.09

Reid surveyed his bags with a critical eye, mentally reviewing the contents of each. The clothes, the toiletries, the little personal extras that Morgan had suggested... It really was a good idea to bring those, he had to admit. There was a certain comfort to be gained just from knowing that they were coming along.

There were the games he was bringing along - and he hoped there would be others there, or maybe that the class would have funding to get them - and a handful of other things, mostly duplicates of easily lost small items, like nail-clippers.

And, yes. It looked as if he really had everything packed, everything ready to go... Except, he realised a moment later, a way to actually get from here to there.

The fourth of July was not exactly known for being a good day to travel.

...But hadn't Morgan offered to give him a ride?

Reid took exactly one more minute to consider it, before he took ot his cell phone, and hit Morgan's speed-dial.

((NFB due to distance; for one. OOC commentary welcome!))
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Morgan was glad he had his phone near him, considering the fact that he'd been drilling for a shelf. The power tool was put down and the phone was grabbed just before the last ring.

"Morgan."

Please don't be JJ.

He hadn't gotten to look at the phone before he grabbed it.
"Oh, good. Hi, um, it's Reid. You offered to give me a ride?"

He drummed his fingers on the back of a chair.
...this is gonna be interesting.

"Sure, man. You know I'm good for it. Might take me a couple hours to get over there since I'm finishing something up, but I'll be there."
"All right, thanks," Reid replied, smiling a little even though he knew Morgan couldn't see it. "Um, give me a call when you're almost here?"
"You know it, man. I'll be there as soon as possible, all right?"

And as he said it, he was putting the shelf down, finding his keys, grabbing his wallet and heading for the door.

"Talk to you then, man."
"All right. Talk to you then," Reid echoed back at Morgan, before shutting his phone, and dropping it back in his pocket. He wondered where Morgan was coming from, that it'd take him a couple of hours to get here, but he put the thought to the back of his mind for the moment.

He had a couple of hours to kill, and he could start by making himself some lunch.
In about two and a half hours (he'd been speeding, but it was a decent drive, after all), Morgan rolled up in front of Reid's place and honked the horn. He'd rung Reid about fifteen minutes ago, so hopefully he was ready to go.

"You ready?" he asked as he closed the door behind him, walking out to help Reid carry his things to the car.
"All ready," Reid affirmed. He had a bag in each hand, and there were two more waiting just inside the door.
Morgan swooped in and picked them up in either hand, resisting the urge to peer into the Reid's personal 'batcave'. Instead, he held one hand out for a bag so Reid could lock up.

"And you took my advice?"
"I packed some DVDs, and book, and a few other little extras," Reid said, handing over the bag, locking the door, and reaching out to take it back.
Morgan laughed and headed for the car, popping the trunk and putting everything in carefully. Who knew what the little extras were?

"You still excited?"
"Very! I mean, from what I've heard, the students there are from very diverse backgrounds. It should be an interesting learning experience for me, as well," Reid said.

He settled into the passenger seat, noting that it was already pushed back far enough for him to sit comfortably.
Morgan was glad to see Reid smiling. As far as he was concerned, it didn't happen enough with how young the other man was.

"So you're teaching a course on games. What made you think of doing that?"
"Games are a common ground for a lot of people," Reid explained. "Everyone plays games - children, adults, the average and the intelligent. Even people who don't play board games play sports, which are essentially games played on a giant board, with human pieces. Take-- Take football for instance," Reid continued. "You have offence and defence, and each player has a specific function, with a varying amount of flexibility - a lot like chess."
Morgan pulled away, laughing a little at that comparison.

"You've got a point there, yeah. But you don't get sacked by a three hundred pound ball of muscle playing chess."
"That's why I'll leave the football to you."

Was that a joke? Was Dr. Reid perhaps, just maybe, possibly joking?

You couldn't tell from his intonation, but that hint of a smile might say something.
Morgan took it as a joke.

"And I'll leave the chess to you," he said, still grinning as he got onto the highway.

"Sounds like a lot of fun, man. A lot of fun. Not that we're not going to miss you or anything."
"You all have my number," Reid pointed out. "Feel free to call, even if something doesn't come up."

Because something would come up. He wasn't so naive as to think that he could get two months off.
"Like something won't come up."

Really, Reid. Like both of them hadn't had business come up and bite them in the ass during what was supposed to be their time off. Let alone what'd happened when he'd actually attempted a nice vacation in the Caribbean.
"It's a good thing Fandom isn't far from home," Reid replied.

Yeah. They both knew better.
"Exactly."

Which might have been letting on more than he was supposed to know. As was the fact that he hadn't asked Reid for directions yet.

"Put two of the houses I've been working on on the market. Now I get to start the waiting game. Worst part of the whole thing."
Reid assumed that Morgan had looked up directions prior to leaving; none of his friends were idiots. And even then, it was a good long drive, and there were only so many ways to get where they were going. If Morgan hadn't looked up directions, he would probably wait until they were closer.

Then, too, Reid didn't put it past his friend to have actually gone there to scope the place out; Morgan tended to worry about him.

"Still, is it too much to hope for just, just a little break?"

bau_beefcake

July 4 2009, 21:30:53 UTC 7 years ago Edited:  July 4 2009, 21:37:03 UTC

"It's not too much to hope for, no, kid," he said, trying to be a little bit comforting. Reid had a tendency to think the best of people even after everything they'd seen; he wasn't naive by any stretch of the imagination, but he was still optimistic, and Morgan wouldn't do anything to harm that. He'd do a lot, in fact, to protect it.

"Dry spells happen, especially during the summer; I guess the crazies don't like going out in the heat."
"We can hope, anyway." Reid turned to stare out the window for a few moments, watching the landscape go by. It all looked to bright, so clean; he could see people going out to their picnics, and parties, laughing and cheerful.

It made him smile.
"They doing anything there for the holiday? Like a school cookout or something?"

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