A/N: Hey guys, I was watching episode 13 (Snake Eyes) a few days ago and I can't help but noticed that Reid and Morgan were sitting closely together at the table at the police station and my fangirl mode was activated. Anyway, that has no connection with this, just sharing. Haha. Anyway, this story kept on popping into my head even when at work and I think it's about time to put it in writing. This is kinda crack-ish (especially Emily 'cause I really love her and I think it sucks that she won't be back for another season), but still focused on MorganXReid. Anyway, again reviews are love!

Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds. (flips table)

PRINCE CHARMING AND THE SILVER KNIGHT

CHAPTER 1

"Junior G-man, it's time that I introduce you to the wonderful world of modern technology." Garcia greeted Reid as she sat at the edge of his desk.

Reid frowned as she sat on some of the paperwork he was finishing. "I'm already acquainted with modern technology."

Garcia snorted and eyed the folder he was holding. "Right. Where was the tablet that I gave you guys with the files?"

Reid furrowed his brows. "The what?"

Garcia sighed. "See? Totally clueless. You don't even have an email address."

Reid went back to the folder he was reading. "I believe the old snail mail method is a much more reliable way of sending letters."

Garcia sighed exasperatedly. "That's not the modern way! Reid! You are living in the 21st century! Get on with the program! After work, I will let you borrow my trusty laptop and I will introduce you to the wonderful world of email and chat rooms."

"I don't think –"

"Ah ah! No more objections, my sweet. You will be coming with me. My lair after work."

With a wink, she stood up and went up to her "lair".

"What's that about?" Morgan asked, holding a cup of coffee, standing behind Reid, watching the whirlwind named Garcia.

"Garcia decided to introduce me to the wonderful world of modern technology."

"That can't be good." Morgan teased, ruffling Reid's hair.

"I told her it's not a good idea." Reid replied, absently rearranging his hair.

"It could be a good idea. You're going to create your e-mail address, too."

"Yeah…" Reid frowned, mind going a hundred miles a minute. "She also said something about a chat room."

Morgan grinned. "Hey. That's nice. You could actually meet someone there."

"Meet? How?"

"Like, you met someone online then you both talk about some things –"

"What kind of things? Are there like etiquette or protocols that you need to follow?"

Morgan laughed. "No, Pretty Boy. You talk about anything under the sun."

Reid looked intrigued. "Uh huh. Okay. Like maybe Star Trek, or maybe Nietzsche?"

"I don't know about this Nietzsche guy, but yeah, anything works. Then you will meet –"

Reid's eyes went round. "Meet? Like face-to-face? I thought it was supposed to be like anonymous or something? Why do we have to meet?"

"Hey, hey. Relax. You will only meet when you're both ready."

"Did you know that online predators and pedophiles, participants in internet suicide and suicide-homicide pacts, and internet killers may seek out victims through internet forums, bulletin boards, social networking sites, online role playing games, online dating services and others?"

Morgan looked impressed. "And here I thought you don't know anything about the modern world."

Reid shrugged. "I read a lot."

After work, Reid carried his trusty messenger bag, trying to be inconspicuous, just in case Garcia saw him. Maybe if I just tiptoe, she won't see –

"Reid!"

….me.

"Garcia?" He asked with a sigh.

"Don't you Garcia me, my wonderful lump of genius. We have a date, remember?"

"Something you're not telling me, baby girl?" Morgan asked with a grin as he laid a hand on Reid's shoulder.

Garcia winked at him seductively. "You know you're my only one, my chocolate god thunder."

Morgan grinned again then turned to look at Reid who was looking at him with wide, begging eyes. "What's wrong, pretty boy?"

"Uh, well. You asked me earlier to go to this thing with you, right?"

"What thing?"

Reid's eyes got big as he tried to sway the darker man. "You know, the thing?"

Morgan laughed as he ruffled Reid's - pitifully – short hair. "Sorry, hot stuff. I got a date."

Garcia noticed with glee that Reid seemed to stiffen under Morgan's hand.

Reid cleared his throat. "You have a, uh, date?"

"Yup. See you guys tomorrow." With a heart melting grin and another pat to Reid's shoulder, he was gone.

Garcia noticed that Reid was still looking at the glass doors, probably hoping that what Morgan said was just a joke. Garcia also noticed that the young genius' eyes looked hurt.

"Reid?" She said softly, laying a hand on his arm.

He flinched. "Sorry, Garcia. Just spaced off for a second there."

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah! Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?"

Garcia shook her head. "Nothing. You just looked lost there for a moment. Come on, we have a date, too, remember?"

Reid groaned. "Do we have to?"

"Yes, my love, we have to. Now quit whining and come with me."

"Now this is a chat room. You see those little icons there? Those are the people inside the chat room that you can talk to." Garcia instructed as they both sat in front of her computer.

"What's that mean?" Reid asked, pointing to an icon.

"Oh, that means that he has a webcam. That one means that he has a headset."

"Okay. Looks kind of easy." Reid conceded.

"Kind of easy? It is easy! It's really fun, too." She then nudged Reid with her elbow. "You could meet your soul mate here."

"I don't believe in soul mates." Reid said absently while scanning the names on the list.

"Maybe your princess?" Garcia asked again, glancing at Reid coyly.

Reid gave an uncharacteristic snort. "Yeah right. We'll be looking for the same thing."

Garcia gave all her attention on him. "Does everybody know that you know, you're gay?"

Reid shrugged. "Pretty much everyone knew. JJ was the one who told me that I'm gay. You then found out, Em was trying to fix me up with her gay cousin, Hotch was well, Hotch. Rossi was uncomfortable at first, but eventually warmed up to the idea. And Morgan, I don't know. He's still the same. He never implied that he was against me being gay."

Garcia made a sound of agreement. "Well, anyway. Enough of that, we're here to introduce you to the wonderful world of chat room! Okay, to start off; let's look for a name that sounds legit."

"What do you mean legit?"

"Well, would you like to chat with cumwithme or dart_invadeher?"

Reid frowned, then after a few seconds, barked out a laugh, suddenly getting the connection. "You're probably right."

"We need to create a name for you first. Any ideas?"

"Uhm, Spencer?" Reid shrugged helplessly.

"No! This is like fantasy! Create another name!"

"How about – " Reid grinned. "Dr. Spencer?"

Garcia looked at him like she was saying, 'Are you kidding me?'

Reid cleared his throat. "Bad idea, apparently. Uhm, how about Star Trek fan?"

Garcia rolled her eyes. "No."

"Why not? It's good!"

"Think of another one!"

"Uhm…I'm out of ideas."

"Okay, fine. I'll think of something." Garcia suddenly grinned. "How about Prince Charming?"

Reid frowned. "Prince Charming? Why?"

"I don't know! Don't you think it sounds really romantic? Like Prince Charming will come and sweep me off my feet."

"Prince Charming is looking for a princess or a maiden. Do I look like I'm looking for a princess?"

Garcia waved her hand dismissively. "Forget that. So, now you will be Prince Charming." She then giggled. "I can't wait for you to meet your soul mate here."

"I told you I don't believe in soul mates."

"Whatever. Now," She then perused the list of the online users on the screen. "Let's look for a legitimate name here on the list. Oh," She then pointed at a name. "He just logged on. Silver Knight."

"How do you know it's a he?" Reid frowned at the screen.

Garcia shrugged dismissively. "Just a hunch." She then grinned as another screen appears. "Oooh, our Silver Knight is saying hello."

"What?" Reid frowned as he looked at the screen. "'Hey, Prince Charming. How are you doing?'" Reid snorted. "Seriously?"

"Come on! Answer him! Type something!" Garcia urged, nudging him sharply in the ribs with her elbow.

"Ouch. Okay, okay. Uhm, fine. How about you?" Spencer typed with his long elegant fingers.

They waited a few seconds then he answered. Reid read the reply.

SilverKnight: Good. May I ask what you're still doing up this time of night?

Reid looked questioningly at Garcia.

"Answer him!"

PrinceCharming: I'm still at the office. Just finishing some paperwork.

SilverKnight: Well, don't work too hard. Can't have you getting sick. Have you eaten dinner yet?

Garcia squealed, startling Reid out of his seat. "Aww, that's so sweet. He was asking if you already ate."

Reid rolled his eyes. "He was just asking if I had dinner. No big deal."

Garcia giggled, elbowing his ribs again. "Still, he was concerned about you."

"Ow, would you stop poking my ribs?" Reid frowned at Garcia, while rubbing his said ribs.

"Quick! He's waiting for a reply!"

Reid sighed. Then began to type.

PrinceCharming: Unfortunately, not yet. I've been busy with work I even forgot to eat.

SilverKnight: That's not good, you'll get sick. Anyway, instead of me sounding like your mother here, I would like to get to know you if you don't mind.

Reid turned his wide eyes to Garcia. "What does he mean by that?"

Garcia giggled like a fangirl. "Oh, sweetie, he just wants to know you. Basic stuff, like maybe your age, the name does not matter, maybe your hobbies and likes? Those kind of things."

Reid frowned, chewing his bottom lip as he contemplated what to type.

PrinceCharming: That's fine. What would you like to know?

SilverKnight: Are you single?

P: Very much so.

S: Why?

P: What do you mean why?

S: I mean, someone like you should have no problem getting the ladies (Or the guys?).

P: That statement is actually quite impossible.

S: Okay, let's start with the basic. How old are you and where are you located?

P: I just turned 30 last October. I'm located in Virginia. I'm originally from Vegas.

S: Nice. So you came from the city that never sleeps. How was it growing up there?

P: It was all right, I supposed.

S: Never learned to gamble or anything?

P: I play a mean poker.

S: :D. That's great. Maybe you could teach me some of your tricks sometime?

P: Yes, sure. Why not? Anyway, enough about me. How about you? Tell me something about you.

S: Well, what would you like to know?

P: Well, what do you do for a living?

S: Well, as my name implies, I'm a knight.

P: Knights no longer exist.

S: Just kidding. Let's just say that I save people.

P: Like a cop? Or a fireman? Or a doctor?

S: Take your pick.

P: Can't you just tell me what you do?

S: Nope. Sorry. If I tell you, I may have to kill you.

P: Oh, you're a secret agent working for the CIA!

S: Nope.

P: An assassin?

S: Close, but not quite.

P: Come on, just tell me. Please?

S: *sigh* Fine I will tell you but you have to promise me that you wouldn't tell anybody. My life lies on your hands.

P: Fine, I'll bite. What do you really do?

S: I'm a ninja. :)

Reid chuckled, and then suddenly caught himself. He then turned his eyes to Garcia who was smirking.

"You're enjoying yourself."

Reid cleared his throat. "It was better than what I had in mind."

Garcia chuckled. "Can you guys continue this tomorrow, I mean I'm for two guys hooking up even in the internet, but the animal inside my belly is roaring with hunger."

"Oh. Okay. You just reminded me that the last time I ate was breakfast."

"Oh no. Derek wouldn't want that."

"Heh. He's not here anyway, so…whatever."

P: Hey, sorry to cut this short, but my friend is already complaining that she's hungry and frankly, the last time I ate was breakfast.

S: Oh no, that can't be good. Anyway, it was nice talking to you. Can we do this again soon?

P: Sure. Tomorrow night?

S: Tomorrow night's perfect. I'll count the hours and the minutes until the time that I will speak to you again.

Reid snorted but Garcia could see the blush on his cheeks. "Cheesy."

P: Okay. Good luck with that. Bye.

S: Hey, before you go.

P: Yes?

S: "Things base and vile, holding no quantity,

Love can transpose to form and dignity.

Love looks not with the eye, but with the mind,

And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind." (1)

I'll talk to you again tomorrow night. Same time. Sweet dreams.

SilverKnight has logged off.

Reid was staring at the screen for quite some time, reading the passage over and over even though he can already recite it in his mind.

"Reid?" Garcia said softly while touching Reid's arm gently.

Reid suddenly jumped from his seat, nearly toppling his empty coffee mug. "Wah!"

"Hey, it's me, relax." She then took Reid's hand. "You okay? That was not very traumatic for your first time, right?"

Reid chuckled, rubbing his suddenly tired eyes. "Well, I never expected that someone that I would meet in the internet would quote Shakespeare at me."

Garcia smiled. "That was Shakespeare? That's so romantic."

Reid glanced at the monitor again. "He wants to do it again tomorrow."

Garcia elbowed Reid in the ribs again. "Looks like somebody has a little crush."

Reid scowled as he rubbed his already bruised ribs. "I don't. Now, if you still want to eat, we have to hurry or the restaurants will close." He then stood up and snorted again. "Crush. Yeah right."

Chapter 1 done and done. I guess you guys have a clue on who SilverKnight is, right? Well, if not...stay tuned for the next chapters. Reviews are very much appreciated. Love love!

(1) A Midsummer Night's Dream by William Shakespeare