Title: Fish loving bird
Author: WriterKos
Rating: M
Parings: Reid/OFC
Characters: Reid, OC, and the gang.
Genres: Romance, Character Study
Warnings: Sex Plot What Plot - A tiny bit of a case file, but not much.
Summary: Morgan: As a man, not as a profiler, how would you describe it? Reid: It was… the most intense sexual experience I've ever had.

A/n: This fic was inspired by the quote below from the movie Ever After. It is also inspired by a draft of a story I'm currently working on, but definitely this scene would NEVER happen in Criminal Minds and it won't fit in the case file I'm currently writing. They don't belong to me; I'm not making any money with it, just taking them for a walk and a wild ride in the crazy side of life. After all, there is no way they would let Reid do this in the show. NO WAY. Hahahaha.

Chapter 01: Nightly Visit

Danielle: A bird may love a fish, signore, but where will they live?
Leonardo da Vinci: Then I shall have to make you wings.

Chapter 01: Nightly Visit

The dark shades of the night are perfect to hide the shadow as it creeps along the window ledge. It slowly lifts the bent metal of the lock that keeps his window closed. Once unlocked, the shadow slowly opens the window, wincing lightly at the rasp of metal over metal.

The keening noise, however, does not wake the slumbering man in the hotel room. He simply moves in the bed and continues sleeping, unaware of the incoming invader.

The shadow steps gingerly into the room, feeling the thick carpet beneath its feet. Its footsteps are silent as it approaches the bed.

The sleeping man sighs, his long brownish hair falling on the pillow creating a halo atop his head.

The dark figure takes a moment to study his relaxed features before sitting lightly on the bed. The added weight on the mattress shifts the sleeping man, causing him to wake from his slumber.

"What…?" Reid lazily opens his eyes and blinks against the darkness. He receives the scare of his life when he notices a person sitting at the foot of his bed.

A light screech escapes his throat, as he drags the blanket up to his chest in a vain attempt at protection. He fumbles for the light, that finally illuminates the figure that nearly scared him to death.

"Expecting someone else, Dr. Reid?" The intruder says in its soft and melodic voice.

The light highlights the woman's pale oval face, with perfect cupid pink lips glistening with a faint gloss. Her skin is as white as alabaster, and her beautiful soft caramel eyes are gazing at Reid with barely restrained mirth. Her long black hair is pulled back in a ponytail, the soft curls carefully controlled into a neat braid that rests over her shoulder.

"Ahh what… Monica? What are you doing here?" Reid asks as he pushes pillows behind his back and leans against them. He folds his arms in a protective gesture and stares at the thief currently sitting on his bed in his hotel room at two o'clock in morning.