A/N: This is a story I wrote a few weeks ago, whilst I was unable to get on to my profile. It is, however incomplete! I will post a few chapters now and if it is liked, continue? ENJOY! ~CrimmyMindsTyper:)
Chapter 1: New message
'Hey, my name is Derek; I found your number on a dating website. You're Spencer right?'
As the young agent's phone vibrated he left it a minute or two before looking at the screen. JJ was close over his shoulder. "Who's that then? Has the DR. found a girl?" Her voice was quiet and teasing. "About that, JJ, I need to tell you something... I, um, I'm g-gay." His head dropped down staring at the now black screen on his lap. "Awe, Spence! Thanks for telling me!" Her sincere voice and light grip reassured him. JJ was his best friend, yeah he was close to the rest of the team, they were like family to him but JJ was always the closest. He had Hotch and Rossi who were the closest male friends he had, Prentiss and Garcia were really close to him too, but he could tell the small blonde woman anything. "Aren't you gonna read the message?" He was broken out of his thoughts by the serious question. "I'm not too keen on texting..." He started to slid the phone back in to his pocket. "Oh no you don't! Get that phone out and reply right now! I'll go distract the girls."
Unlocking the phone he saw the friendly message. This guy doesn't seem too bad; maybe he could give the dude a chance, what was there to lose? 'Hey, yes this is Spencer, sorry if I don't reply a lot, I'm constantly working.' Clicking send and sliding the device out of sight as quick as possible as to not draw attention to himself. As the girls reached him, his pocket vibrated and played a small tune, indicating a text. He tried to shrug it off, but with three girls there, he had no chance! "Who's that then Reid?" Prentiss was the first to voice her thoughts, just as their section chief Hotch walked past, stopping to join the group. "N-no one, j-just wrong number, they, um, messaged me earlier." His blush was deep and the oldest profiler out of five at his desk helped him out "We are going to start holding out for a new profiler, there are few candidates, but they are the best around" his voice strong and controlling as always.
When he was finally alone, Reid pulled out his phone and unlocked it to read the message from Derek 'It's cool man, I'm just heading to an interview, I'll text you when I'm out, hope it goes well.' Oh crap! If only he had checked his phone earlier he would have been able to wish this man good luck! Why did he have to care what the others thought.
As he reached his car he saw a strange man in the car park, a dark skinned man, about the same height as him, more muscular and defiantly straight! Before he turned the key Derek had messages him again. 'Hey man, I think it went well, if it did, I have landed a well good job!' Reid couldn't help but let a small chuckle slid at this. Then realising JJ just in front of his car. She quickly walked up to him and had a questioning look, as if to say "what's so funny?" But she knew her friend and how he didn't always understand her looks so voiced it anyway. "Nothing, just this guy, he's quite funny." JJ patted him lightly and sighed before walking off. 'Hey, sorry I didn't reply before you went in, just as your message came through, everyone came to my desk, I don't want them to know everything about me...'
The next time the youngest agents phone went off it was Hotch explaining how in the morning, they would have a new team member. No more messages from Derek, Reid sighed and went to bed, knowing tomorrow would be hell, talking to this new 'agent Morgan'.