Kindred spirits.
Chapter 1

I can't believe that Weiss talked me into going to this club. Weiss was my partner and had been for almost a year, and it turned out that me and my best friend had worked with a couple of friends of Weiss when we were working in APO = A Black Ops division within the CIA. When my best friend and partner died during duty, and I just couldn't do the same thing anymore, and I needed a change in my life I had transferred to Langley, Virginia as a coordinating leader for covert operations for the NSC, and that was almost 2 years ago now. Now I was partner with Weiss who was an alright dude.

Weiss had dragged me out this night because he said we deserved a night out after a long and hard week, sure we have had a lot of overtime and i do believe we deserved the time of but the thing is, i am not the big party guy and bars made me a bit uncomfortable and it was hard to check some one out in a bar when most guys in there was straight, yeah did I mention that I was gay?
Weiss thoughts was to go and find someone to hook up with, not that I wouldn't mind that, its just that guys that I liked wasn't the bar hopping type.

"come on cooper, have some fun, there got to be a guy in here for you." Weiss said and patted my back as he was on his way to the dance floor with the girl he had been talking with. Seeing Weiss dance was always a laugh, he had his own special moves and it made me smile, Weiss was a comedy guy, and everyone loved him.

I took a sip of my beer and turned around to the bar and I noticed a tall skinny guy ordered a glass of red wine, he was cute and had beautiful brown eyes, curly brown hair, strands of his hair keep's falling in front of his face, he kept pulling the strands behind his ears with long fingers.

Crap Cooper he probably wasn't gay, but you never find out if you don't talk to him, you scolded yourself.

"Did you know that the red wine was created by August Herold at the Weinsberg in the Württemberg region in 1955?" you said and looked at the guy. The gorgeous guy looked puzzled, crap there you go again coop now he thinks I am stupid and creepy.

"sorry you probably didn't want to know that" you said and gave him a weak smile before turning your attention to your beer again.

"Yeah Herold crossed the grape varieties Helfensteiner and Heroldrebe and the latter which bears his name." he said and gave me a shy smile. "Not many people know that" he then said and turned towards me. "yeah I am having all these facts inside my head it is kind of weird "you said and smiled. Now you got to have a good look at this guy, and he was even more prettier than what you first observed, ha was tall and skinny, but still muscular as you could see through his purple dress shirt, you let your eyes wander for a second, before you look at the mans face again. He was the type of guy that you could take home and if you were honest with yourself, someone you could spend a long time with. But you were an expert to keep those feelings and cravings for another mans company away, your job doesn't make room for much private life anyhow.

"yeah I know how that feels" he said with a laugh. "my name is Dr. Reid hmm Spencer Reid. Hmm but you can call me Spencer if you like" he stuttered.

Spencer you thought, what a beautiful name. "And I am James Cooper, but you can call me James, or coop, my friends call me just coop" you said, hoping you sounded confident.

"So why are a pretty good-looking genius like you doing here alone or are you here with some one?" you asked and with a small hope that he was alone, trying to smile your best smile hoping he pick up that you were trying your best to hit on him. He too didn't seem like a guy that would go to a bar alone, or to a bar at all.

"no, I am here with my team, we are having some time of" he said. And I thought I could see that he flushed a little and I could only hope that it was a good sign and a reaction to me, don't be cocky coop, you told yourself.

"Team? So, are you having a relaxing time of Spencer? I asked and winked, I angle my chair a bit towards him, so I was bit closer. He didn't seem to care or at least he didn't seem to notice.

"yes, I work at the BAU umm the Behavioral Analysis Unit at Quantico" he said "ahh so you are the feds, I better behave myself then" you said and winked.

You both laughed, maybe he was into guys you thought, you could hope alt least and live in the moment.

"so, Mr. cooper, what's your occupations?" spencer said nervously. Ahh crap you always hated this, you could never be completely honest about your work, you were to keep your exact type of work in the CIA under wraps.

"please call me coop, and I work as a consultant for the CIA" you said, it wasn't like you could say you work for the agency, but if you don't tell anyone what that actually entails your good. "I do a lot of research for them, mostly boring stuff" you added instantly. "I am here with a friend from work, he thought to have a nice relaxing time after a week of overtime would be nice" you said, laughing. "well he just needed an excuse to go out and pick up some girl" looking at the dance floor you could see Weiss shaking his groove.

"so, I take it that you are not that fan of bars then?" spencer asked. "its not my kind of thing, its to noisy and to many people, but I am being a good sport" you huffed sipping your beer. "but right now, I don't mind it that much, I am talking to a gorgeous FBI agent" you hummed. I could see he was blushing at that, and you felt happy about that. You couldn't take your eyes of him; his eyes were soulful, and you wonder what he had seen in his life time. "t'as des beaux yeaux, tu sais?" you blurted out. Crap coop, why do you had to say that, hoping he wouldn't under stand what you just said. Say something else, something irrelevant, your inner panic voice screamed at you. "ehh did you know that the first salon was established at Brown's Hole in Wyoming in 1822 for the fur trappers?" you are coughing "in the late 1850s salons had begun to appear and was a common usage for establishments that specializes in beer and liquor sales. And by 1880 it was."

"yeah I kind of don't mind being here now, it's not often you meet someone that you can actually have a conversation with, people are mostly to drunk." Spencer snickered "and now I know how I sound when I am rambling facts, not that I don't mind it, its good to know I am not he only one doing it" He smiled and emptied his wine glass

"so, what are the pretty genius up to when he isn't catching bad guys? may I buy you a glass of wine spencer?" you asked while ordering a new beer,

"yes, that would be nice, thank you" he said, you waved at the bartender and put in your new order. You talked a lot for a while, sharing facts about random things and you found that you both share the love of playing chess and reading, not that you could read 20,000 words per minute. But that was impressive, and you had a lot of discussions about different books and social subjects. He asked you about your favorite music instrument to play, you had at an early age learned to play a variety of different music instruments, like piano, guitar, saxophone and violin.

You admittedly said violin was your favorite. "I can play for you sometime if you'll like" you smiled. At that moment a blond woman comes up to the both of you and she was hammered and was dressed up inn pink from top to toe. "Reid, Reid, why are you just sitting here? Ohh hello and who might you be?" she slurred and extending her arm towards me. "I am James, and who might you be gorgeous" you said as you kissed the top of her hand. "ohh a true gentleman you are, I am Penelope. And you might steal me away on you on your horse as we ride down the sunset" she winked at me while stumbling a bit, "that would be nice if I were a prince, but sadly I am not, just a commoner" you laughed.

"so, I guess she is a friend of your spencer?" "yeah she is our technical analyst, and a valued member of my team" spencer said making the blond smile with affection, "aww you are so cute boy wonder, I wish you would come and dance with me, or maybe you new friend would like to dance with me?" Penelope said. "you know I don't dance Garcia, can't you go dance with Morgan or maybe Prentiss is up for dancing." Spencer whined. Hearing spencer whining was cute, "so, not a dancing person spencer, and here I thought to ask you for a dance" you winked.

"ohh that would be so cute, common spencer dance with us" Penelope said, you could do nothing more to smile and stretching out your hand towards him. "yeah spencer, dance with us" both of you said simultaneous, dragging him onto the dance floor. I don't know if it's because you had one to many beers or it was just being intoxicated by his present, but you felt bold and he hadn't been super shy when you had openly flirted with him. The tree of you danced for a while, but the blond was drifting away to the side and started dancing with a dark muscular dude, named Morgan, not that you payed that much attention to what was happening around you, to busy dancing and laughing with spencer.

And when you thought you never could have this much fun at a bar, it was destiny to end, and you could see it when you saw Weiss pushing against the dancing people with a face that meant something had happened at work. At that moment my phone beeps.

Chapter 2