Title: Finding Her Sweet Baboo Part 1
Author: Trista aka dustytiger
Rating: T (it's hard but it's staying T)
Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal minds. Pitty. I am a poor barista don't sue me.
Timeline: Sometime in season one, before the season finale tho.
Summary: Garcia is feeling lonely and ends up at Reid's, where will it lead?
Notes: I have been working on this all summer I can't believe I am finally posting it. It's 30 parts long, split up into six timelines with five parts to each of those timelines. I hope you are willing to stick with this one. I can be evil with cliffhangers at times, but I update daily. It might be hard for me to peg down a time of posting between work and selling my house, but I will somehow post daily unless something odd happens. I am so excited to be posting this I hope you enjoy the pairing.
Spencer Reid had just refilled his coffee mug and picked up the next book he wanted to read. He was wearing an old t-shirt and pair of sweat pants. He was just getting into the book he was reading when someone knocked on his door. Reid knew he wasn't expecting anyone, so he went slowly to the door.
Outside the door stood Penelope Garcia, hoping Reid would be awake. Her usually perfect make up had washed away from the combination of rain and tears. She wasn't sure why she had ended up there. She was relieved when she saw the door open.
"Garcia?" asked Reid, he was shocked by her appearance. "Come inside, what happened?"
"I don't even know," she sniffled. "Sometimes after a case I like to go for walks, to clear my head. It started to rain but I didn't want to stop walking. Then I realised I was in your neighbourhood and took a chance you would be home."
"You must be freezing. Let me find you something to wear."
"Sweetie you're an adorable little twig boy, and I am not. I'll be fine."
"I have a robe that I could fit a dozen of me into, and I have one of those double jet shower heads. You get in the shower and I'll put your things in the dryer, then we'll talk."
"Thank you."
Reid went to get the robe. "There are clean towels on the towel rack, and there's some body wash and other ladies' items under the sink."
"Doctor Reid do you have a secret girlfriend?"
"I have ex-girlfriends despite what everyone seems to think, and like you most of my female friends trust me when something goes wrong. I make sure that I always have stuff they'll like if they need to stay here."
"That's really sweet of you Angel Cake."
"It's just my nature I guess. You can leave what you need me to put in the dryer outside the bathroom door."
"Thank you."
Garcia went into the bathroom, and a few minutes later put her wet clothes outside the door before she got into the shower. The warm water felt nice, she was colder than she thought she was. She started to feel better everything that he had under the counter was nice stuff, she thought he must have spent a lot on the products. She got out of the shower put on some moisturizer the pulled on the bathrobe. It was nice and warm, and Reid was right about how big it was. Her hair was bound up into a towel. She went into the living room and watched Reid read his book for a few minutes.
"There's a hot chocolate on the counter," he told her, putting down the book.
"Thank you."
"Your clothes are still pretty wet I just checked, my dryer is a little slow sometimes."
"It's okay, I'm super comfy like this," she assured him. "This robe is like being wrapped up in a giant Reid blanket."
"I'm glad you're comfortable. Are you going to tell me what's going on in there or are you going to make me profile you?"
She curled up on the couch. "I told you I like to walk, it clears my mind."
"What could possibly be weighing so heavily on your mind that you would walk through a tsunami?"
She laughed. "It wasn't that bad outside. I just kept thinking about all the horrible things that I have to see because of my job. I mean sure I have my toys, and my awesome fashion sense, and Derek being all mister Prince charming helps to deal with all of that; but I still end up going home and being all alone with my thoughts and I can't get away from what I'm thinking. If I go walking I run into people, normal people, or at least I think they are, you might not. You know people walking their dogs, or adorable couples. It's just strange to be alone so I like to go walking to forget all of that."
"How can I help?"
"You already have Junior G-Man," she assured him. "It's nice to know that I can come over here and you'll take care of me."
"That's what friends do isn't it?"
"Yes, it is. That double shower head you have is something else, brought the kink in my neck to a dull roar."
"Did you hurt yourself?"
"Sweetie I spend more time than you spend on the field hunched over my computers. As much as I love all things technology my neck is permanently buggered."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I took a massage course once. I might remember a few tricks if you're will to let me try."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I thought it would help me get dates."
"Did it?"
"Not really, but I have a number of good friends who are women. Come here let me try something."
She went over to where he was sitting and sat down her back to him. Reid gently pulled the robe down a little to expose her shoulder. He then gently placed his hand on her neck and began to work. Garcia sighed loudly as he worked out a few kinks in her neck and upper back.
"Is that helping?" he asked.
"Yes, your hands really are magic boy genius."
"I'm glad to help. You know it might not be a bad idea for you to stay here tonight."
"Doctor Reid, are you trying to seduce me?"
"No, of course not," he stammered, flustered. "I was just thinking because of the rain you could stay here, on the couch, or in my room – uh with me not in it of course, I would take the couch."
She laughed. "Calm down Spencer, take a deep breath, I was just joking. I know you could never take advantage of me. If you're worried about the rain I could just take a cab home."
"I suppose you could, but then you would still be alone. Please I'd like you to stay here tonight."
"I'd feel terrible if I stole your bed away from you."
"I usually fall asleep on the couch reading books when I'm home, it's more comfortable then my bed."
"I find that hard to believe, Spencer but you're sweet to say that."
Garcia then got up, needing to get away from the very nice massage he was giving her before she started spewing out sex babble from just a massage. She then went down the hallway to his bedroom. Reid followed her nervously. She fell onto his queen sized bed, and just about got lost in the pillow top.
"Spencer Reid you are a big fat liar. Your bed is like super duper crazy comfy! Why on earth would you want to sleep on silly couch when you've got a giant pillow right here? This is the most comfortable mattress I've ever been on! How can you not want to just fall into it and get lost after being on icky hotel mattresses for a few days?"
Reid sat at the end of his bed. "Maybe I know a little something about being lonely too. The few times I can get a woman to agree to go on a date with me she goes on one or two and then gets spooked by my job."
"That's her loss Doctor Reid, cause there is so much more to you than your job. You're a good guy, who writes his mom every day and respects women. You'd be a great catch for any lady who has her line out."
"I'm really starting to think that the good guy always finishes last. It looks a lot easier for Morgan to get women."
"It's quantity over quality with that boy. Seriously you're too sweet to start being a skirt chasing himbo."
"Those are harsh words for your chocolate god," Reid laughed.
"Those are just words, Derek is one of my best friends, and I love him kind of like an annoying womanizing big brother, but he's never gonna to be my sweet baboo. I'm not going to fool myself into thinking that what we have is any more then having a hella lot of fun flirting."
"Doesn't that get in the way of your relationships?"
Garcia had to stop herself from laughing in his face. "What relationships Junior G man? The only relationships I have are friendships with my adorable profilers. I might give sizzling phone, but that's all the action I've been getting of late. Everyone I have gotten near has been scared away by my friendship with Derek. They don't accept the fact that I would be taken off to the funny farm if I didn't have him on the other end of the phone as the reason why we act the way we do. I just want someone to accept me enough to understand that."
"I understand that," Reid assured her then jumped off the bed. "I'll go check on your clothes!"
Garcia sighed and flopped back onto the pillows as she watched him scurry out of the room. She could not believe how clueless Reid was. She thought that after telling him about thinking of Morgan as a brother he might understand why she had shown up at his place in the middle of the night, but all he was concerned with was being a gentleman. Penelope Garcia did not show up at men's houses in the middle of the night in rainstorms to be ignored. She slipped out of the robe, and under his sheets.
Reid had come back into the room carrying with him Garcia's now dried clothes. When he saw his friend and co-worker in his bed he thought it was odd, until he noticed that the robe he had lent her was on the floor next to her. He dropped the items that were in his hands, the scratched his head.
"G- Gar- Penelope are you naked under there?" stammered Reid.
"Considering you just dropped all my clothes on the floor it's a safe bet to say, yes I am. These sheets are even more comfy then your robe. Query Doctor Reid do you bathe in coffee?" she replied.
"I uh – no, my aftershave smells like coffee though, other smells irritate my allergies then I have to wear my glasses and everyone laughs at me. May I ask why you are in my bed – naked?"
Garcia giggled. "'Cause I wanna be? I can see why you get lonely in this big bed, it feels like the kind of bed that you need someone next to you to get all snugly with to make it feel right."
"Are you suggesting what I think you might be suggesting?"
"If you think I'm suggesting that we share this bed and see how it goes, then yes, that's exactly what I'm suggesting."
"Why would you want to share a bed with me?"
"Because you are adorable Spencer Reid," she told him, she then bunched the sheets around herself and the moved to the edge of the bed, and touched his nose softly.
Reid smiled at her and sat on the edge of the bed. "If you want to change I can- um."
"I don't really have anything to change into, and besides I'd rather kiss you."
She moved carefully toward him, not wanting to give him the full show, just yet. She then brushed her lips against his softly. Reid let out a small sigh, and touched her face gently pulling her toward him. He then let his tongue graze her lips and was surprised when she opened her mouth to him. They let their tongues explore for a moment, before Reid pulled way.
"Why did you stop?" Garcia asked him.
"I have been taught to respect women, to take things slow, and – you're naked underneath there," he explained.
"So?"
"Penelope we haven't even been on a date, I shouldn't be thinking what I am thinking about you right now."
She softly kissed his cheek. "We've been friends for a long time that counts for a few dates at least. So tell me Spencer, what are you thinking?"
Reid blushed. "I- I don't think I can tell you."
"You're so bashful. If I didn't want this I wouldn't have walked all the way over here in a storm to talk to you. I don't want to be alone anymore."
"I don't want to be alone, and I don't want you to be alone either, but there are a lot of things we need to think about before we move forward. Not least of which how any actions we succumb to might affect us at work."
"You think too much."
"I know but there are a lot of things we need to think about before we move forward here, and it would be easier to discuss it if you weren't wearing a sheet. I got a t-shirt at the Redskins game I went to if you'd like to borrow it."
"All right, all right, only if you get into your jammies too, okay?"
"Deal."
Reid went to his dresser and rifled through it for a moment, before taking out the t-shirt. He then got a pair of pajamas out of the drawer. He gave Garcia the t-shirt as well as the rest of clothes he had dried for her, then went into the bathroom. He got changed and came back into his room wearing stripped pajama pants. Garcia was still in his bed, but she was now sitting up with pillows propped around her wearing the t-shirt he had given her. Reid went over and climbed into his bed.
"I've thought a lot about this," she told him curling up to him. "I want to try this, even if it means I get reassigned, as much as I love the dynamic of the team and my job I have to put myself first for once."
"I haven't had the luxury of being able to think about this, but this is nice," he told her running his hand through her hair.
She nuzzled into his chest. "I've missed human contact."
Reid took a deep breath enjoying the smell of oranges and vanilla that was coming from her. He knew it was because of the bath items she had just used but it was still a welcoming smell. There was also a scent he couldn't quite put his finger on. He liked the feel of her silky soft hair under his finger tips, and longed to feel her lips against his again.
"Me too," Reid admitted. "It's late, how about we just try to get some sleep?"
She kissed him softly. "That's a good idea, night Junior G-man."
"Goodnight Penelope."
Garcia made herself comfortable again, as did Reid. He pulled her close to him. Garcia sighed happily glad for the human contact. She didn't want to think about how long it had been since had shared a bed with anyone. It felt right that they hadn't done anything more then share a few gentle kisses. She didn't have any worries about regrets on her mind as she cuddled into him and was able to drift off to sleep almost immediately.
End Part One
Notes: I hope you enjoyed this and it was worth the wait. My updates may be a little spastic but I will try to update daily as per usual. I want to know what you think of the pairing.