Spencer Reid went in for coffee again. He liked the coffee there. But, more importantly, he liked the waitress who worked there. He had been to the shop every morning for the last three weeks. Normally he only went once a week but he had found himself being dumbstruck by a girl he kept going. He hadn't plucked up the courage to ask her out yet but he would do. Eventually. Spencer ordered coffee and he sat down and sipped at it as he watched the girl with the long light brown curly hair pour another cup of hot chocolate. He observed as she tucked her hair behind her ear in an absent minded fashion and then how she adjusted the bobble in her hair. Spencer chided himself for staring. He would appear rude and besides, he didn't even know the girl. He had only been served by her twice and he can't have made that much of an impression on her. After all, he was only a geek who worked for the FBI and had curly and bad hair. There were loads of good looking boys who would come into the shop and who would easily chat her up with the aid of their good looks. Spencer had none of that. He had the tendency to babble and scare away girls. Spencer finished off his coffee and stood up and left the coffee shop without another word to the girl but on his way out he wasn't watching where he was going and he bumped straight into someone.

"Shit" a girl muttered as she stumbled slightly backwards and examined her black top and skirt which were covered in coffee. Fortunately she didn't seem to be burnt.

"I am so sorry" Spencer began to apologise as he reached for napkins nearby and handed them to the girl.

"Thanks" she said and she looked at Spencer who stared at her with his mouth slightly hung open.

"No...it was my fault. I wasn't looking where I was going...I should have been more careful" he said and she smiled and placed the napkins onto an empty table and examined her stains.

"Well it doesn't matter now" she said as a customer brushed past them to go and open the door.

"The least I can do is give you the money for a new uniform" Spencer began to go into his leather bag to find his wallet.

"No...it's fine. You can buy me dinner instead" she grinned at him and Spencer looked up from his hesitant searching into her bright blue eyes and he examined her face for seriousness.

"Sorry?" he asked "you want me to buy you dinner?"

"That's what I said...you've been coming here for a while and, as you said, it is the least you can do" she quipped and Spencer nodded.

"Absolutely...I'll pick you up from here at five tonight?" he checked and she nodded.

"Good for me. See you then..." she paused allowing him to tell her his name

"Spencer...Spencer Reid" he shook her hand

"Amelia...Amelia Walters" she said and released his hand.

"I'll see you later" he said and he took his leave. Once he was out in the cold Quantico air he hugged his coat closer to him and began to walk towards work with his purple scarf blowing vigorously around him. He couldn't believe that had just happened. He had just got a date with the girl he had been watching for the last few weeks. He was nervous and excited. As he entered the BAU and got into the lift he took a deep breath. He was five minutes late after his discussion with Amelia and his spilling of coffee on her.

"You're late" Morgan said as soon as Reid entered the corridor and began walking towards his desk where he deposited his bag and his coat on the back of his chair.

"By five minutes Morgan. Hardly a crime" Reid retorted and he sat down and began twiddling his thumbs. There was nothing for them to do at the moment.

"So why were you late? Normally you're always on time" Prentiss piped up and Reid opened up a book and began to read. He didn't want to have this conversation with them.

"I've got it!" Morgan suddenly yelled "Our little boy here has found himself a girl"

"Is that true Reid? You've found a girl?" Prentiss asked and Reid groaned silently.

"Why else would he be late? He's never late and he's never had a girl! It makes perfect sense" Morgan stated.

"I am here you know" Spencer said and Morgan began walking off towards Penelope's lair.

"Baby girl. Our little boy has got a girl" Morgan called in and a minute later Penelope walked out her lair and towards Spencer.

"Our little boys growing up! Who is she?" Penelope asked and the three of them remained stood there looking onto Spencer waiting for answers.

"She's called Amelia. She works in the local coffee house and we're off for dinner tonight" Spencer replied simply.

"Is she pretty? Nice?" Penelope quizzed

"She is very pretty and nice by what I have seen" Spencer smiled a little at her image.

"Nice one. Just try not to scare her away with your knowledge" Morgan slapped Spencer on the back and he walked back towards his own desk and took a seat. Spencer leaned back in his chair and continued listening to Penelope and Prentiss but not listening too much.

...

"So you have a date with the doctor tonight?" he asked her. Amelia nodded as she took a seat in the leather chair opposite his desk.

"I don't know if I can do it Andrew...he seems nice" Amelia entwined her hands in her lap over her jeans.

"I knew you would have doubts Amelia...but remember" he said and he stood up and began to walk towards her. He crouched down behind her and he heard her breathing become rapider as his lips neared her ear.

"The money you will have to get you through law school...you won't need to just be a waitress..." he said lowly and Amelia felt a tear well up in her eye.

"But I don't know Andrew...he sounded really nice..." she sobbed a little

"Sh sh...darling...it will be alright" he assured her. His hand moved up and down her neck to calm her as his lips pulled on her ear lobe.

"You don't want your family to get hurt, do you?" he asked her as his hand lowered down to her chest where a locket was.

"No...I don't..." she sobbed

"And deep down you know that Dr. Spencer Reid is a bad man after what he did to my partner. He shot him angel...you know murder is wrong" his hand moved to her cheek where he began to caress her skin. Amelia knew what he had done. Spencer had shot one of the most notorious serial killers around and yet this man was going to make her hurt him. All because he had threatened her family.

"Good" he said and he moved her head to the side so he could stare into her eyes "then do not make me hurt anyone darling. Especially you...it would be a waste"

"Yes Andrew" she agreed through her tear rimmed eyes.

"Now go change. There's an outfit on your bed for tonight" he said and Amelia stood up and walked off to the door of the study and up to her room. The young man named Andrew sat back down and drank his gin, congratulating himself for good work on getting her to agree to this. He knew what buttons to push and he knew what to do to her. How to get her to do what he wanted. And what he wanted was for Spencer Reid to be dead.