chapter1 Prolouge

Derek Morgan always came to this bar. He always sat at the same table, ordered the same bottle of beer and was aways served by the same flirty waitress.

The bar was the same everytime Derek came here. It was a small and quiet bar. with the same... people.

Derek brought his beer to the table and stared across the bar. The most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. Short, curly chestnut colored hair. Big eyes. Hazel, that could be seen from where Derek sat. And light skinned.

Dereks eye trailed to another person that sat next to the beauty. The man was taller and tanned. Dark hair and blue eyes.

Derek watched as the man sat next to the beauty, who looked uncomfortable. The man had brought his hand to the beautys chin and raised the head. Bringing their lips together in a quick kiss.

The beauty said something. And the man that had joined slammed his hand on the table, hissed something then got up. The beauty eyes widen and he quickly got up and followed.

Dereks brows narrowed. He smelled trouble. He slowly got up from his seat and also followed.

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"Max! Max, open the door!" Beauty knocked on the car window.

The man inside shook his head.

"Max, please?"

The man lowered the car window.

Beauty sighed. "Come on. Please don't do this. I trying to be honest here."

Then man in the car turned to face the beauty. "I don't want to see you again, you little whore." He snarled. "I can't belive I fell for your tricks." The man rolled the window back up. Just as he yelled. "Find another place to live, Spencer!"

"Max, it's not a trick!" Spencer watched as the car drove away. The young man wrapped his arm around hi stomach and fell to his knees. He shook his head.

"This can't be happening." He whimpered. He sobbed.

"Are you ok?"

Spencer quickly turned and saw a dark skinned man there. Spencers chest rose and fell and tears ran down his cheeks.

"I'm fine." He said. It came out more rude than he had hoped.

"You don't look fine." The dark man said. "You're crying. On the concrete pavement." The man stated.

Spencer looked to the ground, then slowly stood up. He gulped and stared at the man in front of him. "I'm fine." Spencer repeated, more looked around for a second before turning back to the man in front of him.

The tall, dark, extremely handsome man, who pointed where maxs car was just at. "Who was that man?"

Spencer gulped. "M-my... no one. Not anymore. He's not who I thought he was."

The mans eyebrows raised. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Spencer blinked trying to keep away the tears, and shook his head. "I'm just... more of a freak than I thought." He turned to where the car stood a few minutes before and wrapped his arms around himself. "Not even him."

The man nodded. "How long were you together?"

The beauty turned back to Derek. He opened his mouth tp speak, but scoffed instead. "You don't even know me. W-why would you want to hear my problems?"

The man held out his hand. "Derek Morgan. I want to know because I hate seeing people crying. Especially someone who looks like you."

Spencer squinted for a moment before he smiled a little. "I-is that suppose to be a pick up line?"

Derek shrugged. "It depends."

"On what?"

Derek leaned forward. "Are you seeing anyone?"

The beauty looked back to the parking spot, then back at Derek. His eyes trailed down to the hand and slowly, he reached out and grabbed it. "Spencer Reid."

Derek smiled. "Spencer." The name felt right on the mans tounge. "Would you like to talk over a drink?"

Spencer shook his head. "No thanks."

Derek frowned. "You should talk, if you're feeling down."

Spencer stared for a second before he figured his mistake. "Oh, no. No. I didn't mean I didn't want to talk. I just meant... no drinks."

Derek smirked. "Under age or not a big drinker?"

Spencer shook his head and smiled. "Neither."

Derek smiled back. "Good."

Spencer nodded before saying. "Just pregnant."

Dereks smile faded and he froze.

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