Title: Surprise Invaders
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Characters/Pairing: Prentiss, Garcia, Reid/Morgan
Genre: Humor/Romance
Rating: T
Summary: Prentiss and Garcia shows up at Reid's place - much to his displeasure. Who is the guest he's expecting? What did Garcia find in his bedroom? And why is he suddenly so pale? Garcia/Prentiss-friendship. Reid-SLASH
Author's Note: I grew a bit tired of having all my Sperek-oneshots scattered like leaves in the wind (or something) so I decided to gather them in one "story" to tidy things up. Of course I wrote a new story so there's something in it for all of you who check it out! The four first stories is old and will be removed from my profile within the next week.
Disclaimer: Don't own CM or any of the other things that actually exist. Or those that is just a figment of my imagination...
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"SURPRISE INVASION!"
Reid looked dumbfounded at Garcia and Prentiss outside his door.
"What are you doing her?"
"Well, since we're having a day off because of that dread-awful case back in Florida we thought that you needed some company! You know – to cheer you up!" Garcia shot a big grin in his direction as she slipped out of her big green coat and threw it at him. She went into the apartment before he could stop her.
"Besides – we haven't seen your apartment. So Garcia became slightly obsessed with the idea of visiting." Prentiss added and gave Reid her coat too. She peeked in through the door at Garcia who had discovered Reid's DVD collection. "Are you going to give us a tour?"
"Well, actually I'm expecting company... Soon... So if you wouldn't mind leaving."
"Ooh! The Wrath of Khan! That's my favorite feature!" Garcia yelled from the living room. Reid quickly deposed of the coats and hurried to stop her.
"Yeah – it's my favorite too. Will you please put it back it's got..."
"OMG! You got it signed by Ricardo Montalbán! That's so fricken awesome!"
"Yeah – and it's also quite valuable..."
"Give me a tour Reid, I'd like to see how an honest to God genius lives." Prentiss said right behind Reid making him jump. He grabbed his chest and shot her an accusing look.
"Don't sneak up on people like that!" She grinned.
"Just give me that tour, let me borrow your bathroom, and I'll get Garcia out before she wreaks anything..."
"What do I see over there – Dr. Spencer Reid's very own home computer! Wonder what that one hides..."
"Do under NO circumstances even THINK about touching my laptop!" Reid's cheeks flushed with sudden anger and fear. If Garcia laid a hand on it she would know pretty much everything about him. Including the things he really didn't want her to know. She shot him a hurt look.
"Please, just... Check out my books or something..." He faced Prentiss and sighed. "So this is my living room. Next is..."
"What do you do here?" Reid gave her a look that would have scared off their latest UnSub. She just smiled sweetly.
"I live." He went to his kitchen and flung an arm out gesturing to nothing in particular. "This is my kitchen. This is where I cook and eat my meals." He looked at her icily. "That over there is a door to the stairs down to the yard. That," he pointed in the given directions. "Is my refrigerator."
He stomped out of the kitchen Prentiss following closely with a smug smile on her face. Reid was the cutest thing when pissed of. She nearly walked into him when he came to a dead halt all of a sudden.
"What the... Reid, what's going on?"
He turned to face her, his cheeks once again red from poorly suppressed feelings.
"Where is she?"
Prentiss glanced round the room and realized how quiet it had become.
"I don't know... Maybe she went to find the bath..." A loud squeal interrupted her, and Prentiss and Reid both looked in terror as the red-haired blood-hound rushed towards them with an eager look on her face.
"OH MY GOD EMILY!" Garcia squealed almost jumping from excitement. "Guess what I just found!"
Prentiss saw Reid's face go pale as a sheet of paper.
"No you didn't," he said the words no more than a whisper.
"Spencer Reid writes a diary!" Garcia's face was on fire. Her eyes had a wicked glint and her cheeks was flushed red from excitement.
"Give it BACK!" Reid yelled and lounged for Garcia.
"Nuh-uh, my pretty little blue-berry muffin," she teased and threw the book to Prentiss who caught it with ease. Garcia and Reid wrestled a bit on the floor, Garcia finally gaining the upper hand nailing the lanky man to the floor. She looked at Prentiss.
"Please read aloud my evil accomplice!"
Prentiss glanced briefly at the struggling young man who shook his head feverishly while mouthing something. It was probably something along the lines of "please don't" and "I'll pay you money to get this beast out of my home!". She smiled apologizing to him and opened the book.
"Dear diary," she read.
"Aaaaaw! That is sooo teenage girlish!" Garcia cooed from her place on top of Reid. "Go on!"
"I am still having those weird feelings in my stomach, but now I am quite sure that it's not some kind of illness... Oh – this is sooo gonna be worth our while Garcia! It only ever happens when one special person is close to me or talks to me. It is really rather disturbing and incredibly distracting, but I fear that I have fallen in love."
"Oh sweet Goddess of all that is nice and sugary! Reid you are just the sweetest thing ever!"
"Will you just please let my diary alone and leave." Reid looked at Prentiss with big teary eyes. She smiled back.
"How can we? I'm skipping some pages to get to some more action... He keeps writing about his mother... Right! I am more certain about the love part now. I have recently realized that I tend to seek approval at and in some occasions even shiver when he touches me..." Garcia squealed for the umpteenth time that afternoon.
"HE?"
Prentiss looked at Reid too her eyes big and excited.
"Is it someone we know?" Garcia inquired.
"I really don't want to tell you. Please leave, my guests will arrive at any moment now!"
"Reid, if you don't tell anything, I'll just keep reading until we find out." Prentiss said in an assuring voice.
Reid sighed. "Yes you know him... Please go n..."
"READ ON! Oh my GOD Spencer! Who is it – no Emily read on! I think it's going to get reeeeaaally good now!"
Prentiss gave Reid a look but he recognized that wicked glint of her eyes. He stopped struggling as he realized there were no way out.
"Um... Mother... Work... Here! I have come to a decision. Even though I am quite certain that he will not return my feelings I have decided that I will confess my feelings to him. I will only do it because a good friend of mine once said that I did not have any dates because I did not ask anyone out. I then realized that I could not argue with her logic."
"Oh Sweet Cheeks – this stuff is amazing!" Prentiss nodded keeping her eyes in the text looking for the next earth-shattering toe-curling moment of Reid's life. Her smile widened.
"Oh... Oh, Garcia! This is... Oh... I think I just might be the happiest man in the world. I confessed my feelings while we were in the gym and at first he just looked at me with a puzzled expression on his face, but then he pulled me close and (and I still blush at the thought) kissed me! I do realize that we were the only people present, but I still think that it was a very bold move to kiss another man in the middle of the FBI. Afterwards he told me that he returned my feelings. We are going on a date tomorrow night after work."
Reid buried his head in his arms. If these mean women didn't stop anytime soon he might actually start crying. HE didn't even know about his secret diary.
"Spill it Pretty Boy! Who is it? Is it one on the team?" Garcia was not going to move before the skinny boy spilled some actual facts and if there were two homosexual males on her team – now was the right time to tell it.
Reid didn't reply or even move.
"Is it that really buff good-looking guy from Human Resources?" Prentiss inquired.
"Hank Rearden?" Garcia wanted to know.
"Yeah – him. I always kind of got this gay-vibe from him, you know?"
Garcia nodded absently and then lit up.
"Or is it one of those big guys from Counterterrorism? I always thought that they were a bit too interested in each others bodies considering what's appropriate for straight males," she explained to Prentiss. Reid was still dead silent. Prentiss frowned at looked at his still figure with a concerned look. "Is he still breathing?"
"Yes I am – but will you please just leave? I'll tell you everything on Monday!"
"Not going to happen Pumpkin," Garcia beamed and looked expectantly at Prentiss.
"Okay..." She cleared her throat. "The date was amazing. He had invited me for dinner at his place (he's such an Alpha-Male, so I just let him take the lead. I think he is actually a bit hurt, that he did not get to be the one confessing his feelings first. I find that fact extremely attractive) and we had dinner that he himself had cooked. I have had better meals but never in better company than his. Then we watched Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back even though I know every single line by heart and he probably think that it was dreadfully boring. We ended up not watching the movie but just kissing and (this makes me blush too) touching each other. I got rather excited but even though he did too he insisted on taking me home. I told him that I would like to have intercourse but he just kissed me and said he would not make love to me this early in our relationship. He said he wanted us to go slowly. I think I will..." Prentiss looked at Reid with shock painted in all of her features. "I think I will think of him while I pleasure myself tonight." Garcia gaped at Reid who was praying to any listening deity to just up and kill him at this very moment.
"I never expected you to be so frank about masturbation Sugar Pop!"
"Me neither... I'm just gonna find the next pa... Uhm, Penelope – I don't think I can read this aloud..." Garcia looked at her excitedly.
"What? What does it say?"
Prentiss looked at her two friends. One lying on his stomach covering his head and ears with his arms. The other sitting on top of him looking expectantly her fingers playing with her hair. Prentiss looked back at the diary.
"We had sex tonight." She looked at Garcia. Her eyes were wide. "I finally got tired of waiting, so I went to his apartment and told him that I wanted him and if he did not want to have intercourse (or make love to me as he keeps calling it) with me, I would just have to force him in to it. That made him slam the door and press me up against the wall as he kissed me with a hunger I had not experienced in him before. His hands started to unbuckle... I can't do this Garcia..." The red-head in question looked at her brunette friend in disbelief.
"Why not? This is absolutely delicious!"
"But... You don't understand! This is just so... Passionate! I almost can't remember when I had sex last and this..." She looked at the pages describing the sexual act in details. "This is just so graphic... And good!"
"God, girlfriend! That is sad! Give it to me – I'll read it then!"
Prentiss tossed the book at her friend and leaned back in the couch closing her eyes. Garcia flipped through the pages.
"What page are we on?"
"I don't know... May I think?" Garcia gave her a slightly annoyed look.
"Ooh – here's the date, then the sex should be..." She went quiet when they heard a key unlocking the door. Reid's arms moved revealing a pale face with eyes shining with terror. Garcia looked at the door to the hall without blinking, afraid she might miss something important if she did. Prentiss turned to face the door too. She was very curious of who had done those things that Reid had written about.
"I'm back, Pretty Boy." Prentiss' mouth fell open. Garcia's eyes grew even wider. "They didn't have any sweet potatoes, so we'll just have to do with normal ones." They sat in quiet as they heard someone completely unexpected move around in the hall. Reid buried his hands in his hands terrified of the turn of events.
Prentiss and Garcia watched intently as the door slowly opened and a big black man showed up his eyes fixed on the grocery bags in his hands.
"But they did have that special brand of lube that you keep talking abou..." He had looked up and stopped talking when he took in the scene.
"Morgan?" Two female voices exclaimed in unison. Reid was certain that he would wake up any moment. This was simply too embarrassing to not be a dream.
I dig Morgan/Reid