Chapter one
Tense
Dr Spencer Reid had long since grown accustom to having fresh baked goods in his apartment when he got home from a case. He never really understood why his girlfriend would only bake when he was on a case, but after a long hard case, coming home to warm cookies, cupcakes, cakes and pastries wasn't something he was going to question. Today was no exception. He had been back in town for all of twenty minutes when he stumbled his way tiredly to his front door. Running his fingers through his slightly too long hair, Spencer silently opened his door. Setting his bag on the floor by the door he looked around the living room of his third floor apartment.
Just as he was about to announce his arrival, Spencer heard a grunt from his kitchen. His forehead creased slightly in confusion. His hand resting lightly on the butt of his gun, the young man stepped quickly and quietly towards his kitchen.
The scene before him wasn't quite what he expected to find. His normally cleanly organized kitchen seemed to have thrown up a bakery. There was flour, egg shells, spice bottles; both full and empty, there was sugar bags and mixing bowls were spread across all of the counter tops, and some of the floor. There were wire racks lining the stove top and a small section of the counter beside it. Atop the racks at least four dozen cookies. Short bread, he thought, my favourite.
Of everything, it was the totally disarranged look that his petite blonde girlfriend. Her hair was tied in a messy bun, flour streaked across her cheeks, her pale pink camisole splattered with batter, her arms looked sticky with egg and butter.
Sophia had yet to notice her amused boyfriend, and continued to furiously beating whatever she had concocted in the large bowl. Grunting with effort her arm started to slow. Wiping her brow with the back of her hand smearing batter there unintentionally. She glanced up when she heard his light chuckle.
"Spencer." His name was no more then a whisper from her lips. It was barely a heart beat later when she was clinging to the brunette man. Spencer immediately wrapped his arms tightly around Sophia. Spencer was surprised by how tense her shoulders seemed to be.
"Hey, Soph, why are you so tense? And uh, what happened to the kitchen?" Spencer started to massage his girlfriends shoulders with his thumbs.
Sophia didn't answer for a moment, burrowing her face into the crook of his neck. With a shuttering breath she whispered, "It relaxes me. Baking, I mean. When you're gone, I just- its just-" she let out a frustrated noise. "I hate it, when you're gone, its nerve wracking. I don't know if you are going to come home hurt-" her voice cut off with sob. "If you are going to come home at all."
Despite how close she was to his ear, he still had to strain to hear her final whisper. "Oh, Sophia." he murmured into her hair.
AN: Heyy all, i know this isnt one of the stories i have on my profile of ones coming out. but when you insperation hits, you have to take a chance. i will be making this into a multi chapter story, but it will be a broken in the way that it really revolves on Reids relationship with a girl named Sophia. and in a way its more about her because its about her quirk of baking in certian situations. I WILL TAKE SUGGESTIONS! If you have ideas about this i am more then willing to look into them and try them out. the only requirement is that there be baked goods.
Anyway, i hope you enjoyed the first instalment.
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Aeryn