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A/n hey all… Here's my new sequel to "Sleeping with Reid." It really doesn't have a cohesive plot, it's just a series of funny incidents as Reid and Emily try to keep their relationship a secret. I don't know how often I will update, but I'll try not to be a long time between chapters. Many thanks to my fabulous beta, REIDFANATIC for her ideas and her willing ear.

The Green-Eyed Monster

Reid hitched his messenger bag on his shoulder and smoothed down his hair. The elevator seemed to be crawling along that day as he tried to be invisible. This proved to be impossible as no one else but the person he least wanted to see, rode the elevator with him.

Agent Jarrett had walked into the lobby at the same time as he did, and had greeted him in what he thought was excessive over enthusiasm for Monday morning. Now she stood leaning against the far wall of the elevator with one leg crossed over the other under a dark blue skirt. She kept smiling at him and playing with the edge of her jacket.

He tried to smile politely and ignore her, but she kept going on and on about her weekend and how much she enjoyed her time at home watching movies.

"I finally had the chance to go shopping and guess what?" She asked excitedly.

"What?" He asked automatically while trying to inch away from her to the other side of the car.

"I found a copy of the new Star Trek movie on sale at Amazon and it was so cool. Did you like it better than the original? What do you think of the new cast? I thought Chris Pine was so good as Captain Kirk. I mean it's not the same as the original, but he was good. I thought it was so sad that his dad died saving his life all because of that crazy Klingon."

"Romulan," Reid found himself disputing testily.

"Whatever… Anyway I thought the relationship with Spock and Ohura was kind of icky."

Icky!

The doors opened on the sixth floor to a busy bullpen. He was about to sigh with relief when she followed him out of the elevator continuing her rundown of the movie's plot. "…I thought the guy they got to play Scotty was hilarious. I mean, it was like he was channeling the other guy on the show. It was really cool. What did you think?"

She walked in front of him and stopped, forcing him to halt and look her right in the eye. "Maybe you and I could get together and watch it together this weekend. We could discuss our favorite parts."

Did she just put more emphasis on the word discuss than it needed?

Emily was right about her. I need to get out of here fast.

He looked around desperately and found Morgan in front of his desk. "Um… Looks like Morgan's waiting for me. I better get going. We have a weekly briefing right now." He ducked around her without saying goodbye, missing how her eyes followed him with adoring cluelessness.

He hurried away as fast as he could without looking like he was trying to escape. Morgan was talking to Emily who looked up, caught his eyes then looked behind him at Jarrett. Something flashed in her eyes and his hands went cold. Why was she mad at him? He hadn't done anything wrong.

"Hey Reid…" Morgan said. "I was just asking Emily how her Sunday went. She's not talking. You don't know why that is, do you?"

"Shut up Morgan… It's time for our briefing." Emily smacked him with a file. "My weekends are my business."

"Whoa… Stand down Prentiss," Morgan held up his hands. "Just asking!"

She stalked out of the bullpen and up toward the conference room without another word to either man. "What's the matter with Prentiss this morning?" Morgan asked Reid while squeezing the younger man's shoulder with one big hand.

"I don't know… Why do you think I would know?" Reid squeaked.

"Because she was the last one to leave your place Saturday night; I thought maybe you two hung out together and bonded."

"We didn't do anything!"

"You don't have to sound so guilty man. I don't care if you made her sit through re-runs of Star Trek instead of getting some lovin' you so desperately need."

"I don't need anything!"

"You don't have to sound so indignant kid. I'm just saying that you had a beautiful woman in your place alone and you should have made your move."

"Don't tell me when to 'make my move."

Reid picked up a file at random from his pile and poked his head into it because his face was feeling very hot.

"They're waiting for us upstairs Reid. It's nine o'clock, or did you forget."

"No…" He jumped up, almost stumbled over his go bag and hurried to the stairs.

"You are jumpy kid. You definitely need to find a woman."

"Shut up!"

Morgan caught up with him halfway past Rossi's office. "Don't worry, I know a few women that would love to get to know you better."

"I don't need a woman Morgan." He hissed at his friend.

He slammed into the briefing room while Morgan followed at a slower pace. He noticed Reid sitting well away from Prentiss. It looked like they'd had some kind of fight. More than likely Reid had said something to her during the move that had pissed her off. Of course, the kid wouldn't realize what he'd done. Morgan watched them look anywhere but at each other. He decided he needed to find the underlying cause of that little puzzle.

---

Reid jumped when a hand fell on his shoulder. "Hey there Dr Reid, I have a priority mail envelope for you from Phoenix."

He looked up to see the blond, green-eyed Agent Carrie Willow standing right behind him. Her white lab coat hung open to reveal a white tank top under a dark purple shirt she wore with the top three buttons undone. Her hair, piled on her head in a messy bun had little ringlets hanging down around her face. Her eyes twinkled at him from out behind a pair of tortoise shell glasses.

"Ah… Thank you Agent Willow."

"You're welcome Dr. Reid." She winked at him and sashayed away from his desk.

"Where's my mail Willow," Morgan called out.

"Sorry Agent Morgan… I don't know what happened to it. I'll get right on it."

Reid let his eyes wander over to Emily who was glaring at him out from under her bangs. Why was she so mad? Okay, so he'd been getting a lot of attention all day, but it wasn't as if he was flirting back. The others would lose interest if he just ignored them, right.

"Way to go Reid," Morgan chuckled. "Girls like it when we ignore them. They like the chase."

Great! Now what was he supposed to do?

---

Emily slapped down the last folder on her desk irritated that the briefing hadn't included them flying off somewhere. Instead, she'd been stuck sitting across from Spencer, trying to stay angry with him when he just sat there looking cute, and sweet, and oblivious.

She glanced over at Morgan who was looking at her with a smirk. She glared at him, picked up her purse and decided that lunch was in order.

"Wait up Prentiss. You going down to the cafeteria?"

Emily looked back over her shoulder at Morgan and Reid who looked at her with equal expressions of misery and amusement.

"Yeah… And I don't want company."

"I know you don't mean that." Morgan said as he followed her to the elevator. "Talk to me… What did my boy do to you this time?"

"Why do you assume it was something Reid did?" She asked, trying to keep the anger out of her voice.

"Because I know my man… He's not that great with women. He probably said or did something that he's not even aware of. Cut him some slack."

She opened her mouth to contradict him about Reid's abilities with women, or specifically with her. Then she shut it with a snap.

Damn it… Can't even defend the poor guy.

Why do you want to defend him? You are supposed to be mad at him. Look at how he was talking to that… Jarrett bitch!

"You're not convincing me Prentiss." Morgan interrupted her thoughts as they entered the cafeteria.

"May I please just eat in peace?"

He followed her as she headed to the line in front of the grill. "Okay… No more talk about wonder boy and his clumsiness with the ladies." Morgan teased with a twinkle.

Where is my gun when I need it?

Right, it's on your hip! You shoot him in here with all these witnesses…

Morgan followed her through the line for a cheeseburger and fries. He ordered the same, only double on the fries and they paid for their food. They had just sat down with Emily facing the door and Morgan with his back to the door when Reid entered with Agent Hall on his tail, talking animatedly to him.

She met Reid's eyes as he headed to the sandwich line. They pleaded with her to find a way to rescue him. Short of pulling her gun and threatening to blow Agent Samantha Hall to hell if she didn't keep at least a mile between herself and Reid…

That would be so much fun!

"Usually it helps to actually eat your burger if you want to enjoy it Prentiss." Morgan was saying as Emily thought longingly about beating Hall to a pulp.

The very tall agent followed Reid to the table he'd chosen as close to Emily as he could get. She talked non-stop while he nibbled at his lunch and tried to make eye contact with Emily.

Morgan finally looked around to where she stared. "Oh… Looks like Reid has himself an admirer. Hall's pretty hot. Good for him."

If only it wasn't illegal to shoot people in public!

"Hey Prentiss…"

Morgan snapped his fingers in front of her face. "You look like someone ran over your cat."

"I don't have a cat Morgan."

"It was a joke!"

"Not funny…" She picked up her tray. "I'm going back to work." She snapped at him.

--

Four hours later Emily placed the last of her files on the stack of her out box. For a change, JJ hadn't made a delivery of more work for her. The white-hot anger she'd been trying not to show had cooled down as the afternoon progressed.

She glanced over at Reid who was fully engrossed in his work. He hadn't looked at or spoken to her for most of the day. She wanted to reach over and touch his hand but she resisted the urge. Morgan had been watching far too closely for her to show any affection even if it hurt her heart to stay away.

Suddenly Reid looked up and caught her staring at him. He looked as miserable as she felt. She looked away quickly so Morgan wouldn't see what she felt in her gut. When she looked back, Morgan had left and Reid was once again entirely engrossed in his work.

She called up the instant messaging program on her computer and looked around. It was after five pm and some people were beginning to close up shop for the day. She clicked on Spencer's name and wrote out a short quick note.

Sorry 4 this morning.

She waited as fifteen long minutes passed. Okay… It looked like he wanted to hold a grudge. Fine, they'd just go back to being friends. Obviously, she couldn't deal with the jealousy anyway.

The messaging box popped up in front of her.

Meet me at my place six pm

She shut the box and logged off her computer. "See you later Reid." She said just like every day.

"Um… Hmm…" He said absently, but she caught him looking up from under his bangs at her.

He gave her a little wave and went back to his paperwork.

---

Emily knocked on the door to his house. It felt like she'd spent more time there than she did at home. He opened the door and drew her inside.

"I'm sorry -" She began.

He kissed her until her legs began to give way.

"Wow… Um, what was that for." She asked as he pulled her into the living room.

"I wanted to do that all day."

"I've been mad at you all day."

"I know…"

"I'm sorry!"

"I know!"

"Is that all you can say?" She wondered as he pushed her down on the couch.

"You were right about the other girls at work. They scare me." He admitted.

"Oh poor baby…"

"I'm not surprised that I get no sympathy from you."

"I was so jealous I couldn't see straight, so no, you don't get any sympathy."

He pushed her hair back from her face. "I guess I can live with that."

"I'm hungry." She said trying to push him off her.

"So am I!" His eyes burned into her.

"I mean for food."

"That too."

She pulled his face down close so that all he could see were her dark eyes. "I hate pretending that I don't have real feelings for you. Morgan was asking questions."

"Do you think he tampered with your car?"

"He made some comments that made me think he might."

"It could have been JJ or Garcia. Don't most women of the new millennium know more about cars?"

He gave her another lingering kiss that made her toes curl up inside her boots.

"I don't want to think about it now. I just want to spend time with you."

She tried to pull out of his grasp. "Spencer…" She whined. "Food!"

"Later…" His hands reached up under her blouse to caress the small of her back. "I'm busy…"

"Did you say something?"

"I said later!" He nuzzled her left earlobe.

"Right! Food's overrated anyway."

---

Reid handed her a chicken salad sandwich ordered from the shop down the street. "Thanks baby…"

"You were right," He said as he opened his food container and removed a ham and Swiss sandwich.

"Right about what?"

"You know what I mean. About those other agents. Agent Jarrett cornered me in the elevator. I didn't want to talk to her, but she just kept going on and on about the new Star Trek movie. She asked me out."

"She did?"

He looked up to see Emily sitting there with half of her sandwich in her hand staring at him.

"I didn't say yes…" He squeaked.

"But you didn't say no…"

"I didn't know what to say! She kind of scared me."

"I'm sorry… I guess I got really jealous." Emily admitted.

"You were jealous?"

She took sip of the iced tea she'd ordered. "Yes! Is that so hard to accept. You're pretty damn hot Dr. Reid."

"I don't see it." He declared, taking a bit of his sandwich.

"I know… It makes me crazy, but also it's a relief that you don't see it," She said.

"Why?"

"Because you're you! If you were a ladies man like Morgan, you'd be insufferable."

"Really?"

"Yeah… You have all that intellect and talent as a profiler. You're good looking and you're sweet and kind. That's much more desirable than you being all smart and doing magic and being a player."

"Oh…"

She reached out and touched his hand. "I like you just the way you are. Don't change a thing."

"Okay!"

"Now… Let's finish dinner because I think you owe me a backrub."

"Why?"

"Because you have the magic hands."