SSA Derek Morgan - Criminal Minds - that bartype place thing

Jun 25, 2009 00:31

Morgan was beat. He unlocked the door to his home, hoping that his neighbor had already walked Clooney for the night as much as he'd missed his dog. His readybag was dropped next to the door and he stumbled in for a few steps before hitting... a chair ( Read more... )

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bau_woobie June 25 2009, 04:43:28 UTC
That familiar voice was all it took to attract Reid's attention.

A quick assessment showed that he looked right, but Reid knew that in this place, appearances could be deceiving. Still, he decided it was worth the risk.

"Morgan?" he called.

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bau_woobie June 25 2009, 15:32:59 UTC
"Ex nihilo means 'from nothing,'" Reid explained again. "Ah, you might like to know that they offer the first drink here on the house?"

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bau_beefcake June 25 2009, 15:38:19 UTC
He glanced at Reid, then the counter, and finally gave the other agent a nod. He took one step towards the bar itself before rolling his eyes at Reid.

"That's great, but there's no one at the bar. I don't even see any--"

Now he looked down, trying to find one of the 'servers'.

"You weren't kidding about the rats, were you?"

And one of them, of course, in accordance with the laws of comic timing, squeaked up at him.

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bau_woobie June 25 2009, 15:41:07 UTC
"No, I wasn't. Actually, I could use another cup of coffee," he said, offering the empty mug to the rat. He smiled at Morgan.

"Go ahead and order whatever you like. I promise, it's very real, and just fine."

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bau_beefcake June 25 2009, 15:43:41 UTC
"Right."

The rat got a skeptical look.

"You do microbrews?"

The little rat tilted his head and despite all the insanity of the moment, Morgan couldn't help finding it kind of funny.

"I'm kidding, man. Sam Adams, something light. Think you can do that?"

He got an affirmative squeak as one of his friends came out to help with the coffee mug.

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bau_woobie June 25 2009, 15:50:00 UTC
"It's amazing, isn't it?" Reid asked quietly after a moment. "That this place exists?"

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bau_beefcake June 25 2009, 15:59:46 UTC
"Amazing is one word for it," he said, still scoping the place out. He was still a bit paranoid about the whole thing.

"'Weird' is another one. I don't remember the books mentioning this place showing up where it doesn't belong."

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bau_woobie June 25 2009, 16:04:42 UTC
"They don't. But apparently, this is the way it usually happens. Ah, thanks," he added, as the rats returned with their drinks.

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bau_beefcake June 25 2009, 16:08:01 UTC
Morgan lifted his beer off the ground, since he just couldn't figure out the mechanics that would let the rat place it on the table (and yeah, he wanted to save the little guy the trouble) and took a sip, pleasantly surprised at the taste.

"Sam Adams," he reported, obviously not expecting the rat to get it right.

"Nice to know my beer makes it to the end of the universe."

It's the small victories.

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bau_woobie June 25 2009, 16:11:54 UTC
"The food here is good, too," Reid said. "So... Uh... You look. Um." How could he put it?

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bau_beefcake June 25 2009, 16:14:23 UTC
Morgan raised an eyebrow.

"Beat?" he filled in. If it was Garcia, there were a few other things he would have supplied, but for Reid? 'Beat' would do it.

"Just got in from New York."

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bau_woobie June 25 2009, 16:20:51 UTC
"...Yes. Beat. Um... could you, ah, define 'New York' more explicitly please? It-- It might sound strange, but we are at the end of the universe, and it's entirely possible that we could be coming from two entirely different points in the timeline, and if we are then it could be disastrous for whoever is ahead to reveal too much to whoever is behind--"

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bau_beefcake June 25 2009, 16:25:20 UTC
Morgan looked at him, like you do when people start mentioning things from science fiction movies like they're really happening regardless of being in a situation from a science fiction novel that was very clearly really happening.

...those eyebrows could do wonder for silent expression.

"New York," he repeated, slower this time as he considered what he could say that wouldn't give things away if they were from different parts of the timeline. It didn't matter that he thought this was all kind of nuts; Reid believed it, and if there was a chance of causing harm to his friend or his team, he'd try and play by the rules.

"Garcia is still pissed at my choice of vehicle for that drive into Central Park."

That should work.

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bau_woobie June 25 2009, 16:30:31 UTC
Blink.

"Ah, yeah, uh, you're... You're from my past," he said quickly, punctuating his statement with a sip of his coffee.

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bau_beefcake June 25 2009, 16:33:01 UTC
"I'm from your past? So, you remember that, but you've--"

He winced, shook his head, and decided that a long sip from his beer was a much better idea. He'd been in the SUV with Hotch for way too long to come home to this. The universe, she was a cruel mistress tonight.

"This is gonna give me a headache, man."

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bau_woobie June 25 2009, 16:51:45 UTC
"Maybe it's better not to think about it then," Reid replied. "I promise not to tell you anything you shouldn't know."

Though the temptation, with some of the cases, was very, very strong.

He grimaced.

"And when you go back, don't mention this place to me."

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