Title: The Genius Got Game Prologue (It All Started with a Star [Puzzle])
Author: Trista Groulx
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters they belong to their creator, network, writers, actors and actresses and all the lovely folk that bring them to the screen each week.
Summary: Reid and Prentiss are seeing each other, but Reid has a secret about another team member which could threaten is new relationship.
Notes: This will eventually be a love triangle. Cookies and soup to anyone who figures out who the other woman is! (Those who have been spoilered have already earned their cookies and soup). This is a totally new fic and has nothing to do with my now finished series. It might kill me but I am keeping this one "T" rated. As always this is complete on my comp, and will be updated daily so long as technology allows (my computer is sick but I have access to another one). But I retain the right to be evil.
Emily Prentiss was still shocked by what had just happened on the plane. She had been trying to put her star puzzle together, when her colleague Spencer Reid reached over and put it together. She knew that it was just a silly story that went along with it, but she still wondered if there might be a reason it was Reid who had been the one to put it together and give it back together. She had tried to laugh it off, and ended up inadvertently hurting his feelings. She had known him long enough to know that even the good natured ribbing from his co-workers wouldn't just bounce off of him.
"Hey Reid, can we talk?" Prentiss asked after they got off the plane.
"Sure, yeah, what's up Emily?" Reid replied.
"How did you get that puzzle together so fast?"
"I can't really explain how I figure puzzles out quickly, I've always done it. I've always been able to solve puzzles."
"I didn't mean to get like I did on the plane."
"I understand, really. I shouldn't have taken your puzzle and solved it like that. I'm sorry."
"I was just annoyed because I've been trying for so long to put it together. I actually thought it was impossible."
He nodded. "I'm still sorry."
"I shouldn't be making you apologise for being who you are."
"No big deal, it happens all the time."
Prentiss couldn't believe that he had just shrugged it off like it was nothing. She truly felt bad for making him feel like that. She had always liked Reid just the way he was. He had been the first person on the team to accept her, and although their friendship had hit a snag when his drug problem came to light. They had worked hard to get their friendship back to normal, and she didn't want to jeopardise that again.
"I'm sorry I never wanted to make you feel bad for being who you are. Please let me make it up to you."
"You don't have to, really, I just wanted to go home and relax after this case. I was thinking I might write my mother.
"You need to get out more. Let me show you a good time, please? After all you did put a star back together for me."
"I didn't exactly put it together for you," Reid stammered.
Although Reid had wanted to put the puzzle together for her, he would understand if she didn't want him to the person in that story she had told. After what she had said on the plane he realised she might not feel as strongly about him as he did for her, and hoped she did toward him. He was trying to act like it didn't bother him, and hoped that his unease didn't give him away.
"Would it be so bad if you had?" Prentiss challenged.
"Yes, I mean, no. I mean, after that story you told, I doubt you would want me to be the person who put a star together for you."
"Why wouldn't I want a sexy genius doctor to put a star together for me, and be person who the universe tells me I should spend the rest of my life with?"
Reid blushed. "Uh, Emily I'm you're acting a little strange."
"Doctor Reid, Spencer, you're impossible!"
"Wh- What did I do?"
"You're just adorably clueless when it comes to women."
"I- I'm sorry?"
Prentiss realised that she was noting to get him to understand this way. She brushed her lips against his softly. He stood there for a moment uncertainly, not believing it was real. Emily Prentiss was kissing him. He tried to relax, wrapping his arm around her waist. He let his tongue begin to explore her mouth still nervous. He then pulled away quickly realising what he had just done. As well as starting to catalogue all the rules they were breaking.
"E- Emily, you just kissed me," Reid stated.
"Yes, I did, and I believe you kissed me back until you got spooked."
"I didn't get spooked. I just started to think."
"Then stop."
"I can't."
"Sure you can. Just enjoy the moment."
She pulled him toward her him again, and once again placed her lips over his. This time with a little more determination, Reid then wrapped his arms around her. His hands now found their way just above her ass. He allowed himself to enjoy the moment, letting their tongues explore each other's mouths. He pulled away, a few minutes later. He rested his forehead against hers, and his hand moved to gently brush her cheek. Prentiss just stared at him, stunned.
"We could get into a lot of trouble doing this," he reasoned.
"I don't care. I want this," she told him. "No, I need this. Wanna come to my place?"
"Mine's closer."
"Um, sure, let's go then."
"I won't be hurt if you change your mind. Are you sure you want to do this with me?"
"Yes I'm sure. I don't go around kissing random men I'm not attracted to. I want this – I want you. I have for a long time. I just needed to find the right way to tell you."
"All right – uh- wow, so do you want to follow me to my place?"
"Yeah, sure."
The two of them got into their own cars. Prentiss followed Reid to his house. He lived in a small corner row house. They both parked and went to his front door. Reid fumbled with his keys slightly then steadied his hand and opened the door for her. He couldn't believe that this was actually happening. Prentiss looked around the apartment it was exactly the kind of place she imagined he would live in.
The house smelled like old books and coffee. There were book cases all over the place. She was surprised to discover that he did in fact own a TV which was nestled around yet more books. All the book cases in the living and dinning room were painted black. His couch was brown and looked very comfortable. His dinning room had a small table but was mostly an extension of his book covered living room. She could see that the kitchen was well used, it was tidy but it was evident he used it when he was home. But these were not the rooms she was interested in. She was surprised to discover that he had two bedrooms.
"I need to have a place for my mother just in case she ever visits," he explained, as if she had read her mind. "The one on the left is mine, if you want to see it."
She nodded hardly believing that she was going toward Reid's bedroom. When she got inside she was not surprised by what she saw. Again there were book cases on pretty much all the wall spaces. There weren't pictures anywhere, just books. Even his bedside table had books there, and his glasses were perched on top. The other side table was empty except for a lamp. She found it funny that he seemed to have nestled himself into the left side of his bed, since she slept on the right side of hers.
"I would understand if you changed your mind Emily," he assured her.
She shook her head then she ran her hand along his face softly, lovingly. She kissed him softly and pulled him toward his bed slowly. Her hands began to explore his lean body, and she was relieved when his hand finally began to move against hers. She could tell that he was not inexperienced with women just by the way he was moving. She would have to ask him about his past at some point, but this was not the time. They both needed to savour their first night together, and talk later.
End prologue
End Notes: I had to jump on the star puzzle bandwagon! I have been sitting on this since that episode first aired. The writers seem to be feeding my current Prentiss Reid love.
