Photographs and memories.
Disclaimer: I only own the title of the episode and Jessie.
Chapter1.
The day started out wrong. The alarm clock never went off and Spencer Reid woke up 30 minutes later than usual. When he got in his kitchen to make his first cup of coffee, he couldn't find the new beans anywhere. He raced to take a shower and couldn't wait for the water to heat up. He grabbed a slice of cold left-over pizza and ran out the door. He raced down the steps of his apartment building and nearly tripped over his neighbor's dog. He didn't even think about apologizing. And as he had expected, he drove into morning traffic. He barely had time to throw together a cup of coffee before the morning meeting and he knew that it wasn't going to taste good.
"What's up pretty boy? Woke up on the wrong side of the bed today?" Morgan asked as Reid flew into a chair in the conference room.
"Something's wrong with my alarm. I have to pick up a new one after work. I can't take a cold shower and go without coffee two days in a row." Reid exclaimed between coffee gulps.
"Cold shower?" Morgan asked with a raised (and slightly comical) brow.
"It was the…" Reid started to explain when Hotchner walked into the conference room. He had a box of files in his hands and the team knew that that meant business.
Meanwhile, in front of Reid's apartment building, a yellow car pulled into a parking spot. A young woman got out of the driver's seat and stared up at the building. She shook her head as she slammed the door shut and headed towards the buzzer door. Just before she reached the door, another tenant walked out and seeing her heading to the door, held it open for her. The guy even paused to try and flirt with the young woman because she was obviously beautiful, but she just thanks him and raced up the steps.
She walked down the hallway and counted the doors as she passed them. She ended up in front of Reid's door. She didn't pause to look for any hidden key; she immediately grabbed a skeleton key from her bag and started unlocking the door. Footsteps were coming from the stairs and she quickly slipped into the apartment undetected.
Back at the office, the meeting ended and Reid was starting to feel a bit more normal. Things were getting back into place as the minutes ticked by. Hotchner approached Reid as everyone else walked out.
"Did you bring it?" Hotch asked. Reid looked up at him in confusion.
"Bring what?"
"The folder. I left you a message this morning."
"The 'Walker-case' folder? I didn't get any message. I didn't bring it. I'm sorry." Reid burned up as he realized that this day would not be normal at all. To hide his anger, he started looking for his mobile phone. He searched his pockets and found nothing. They nearly reached his desk and he felt like going back to bed and starting over. "I can't find my phone!" He exclaimed.
Inside the apartment, the young woman paused to take her sunglasses off and drop her bag in the corner. Her eyes were strikingly green and it stood out against her pale skin. She scanned the room. It seemed clean but in a kind of disarray. She started looking around with more interest. Lifting up books and reading the titles, staring at the paintings, opening drawers and leaving everything as she found it. A mobile phone rang that made her jump in surprise. The tune continued on as she started looking for the phone and found it on the coffee table. An out of state number was on display as she picked it up. She waited and waited until the song cut off, and then slipped it into her jean pocket. She caught her own reflection in a hallway mirror and grunted. She took the elastic band out of her hair and covered most of her face with her long brown locks and bangs.
Reid was about ready to explode when he couldn't find his phone on his desk. He remembered passing there and dropping his bag before he went for coffee, but his phone was nowhere. He decided to head back to the conference room to check there and on the steps, he was stopped by Prentiss.
"Are you okay, Reid?" she asked. The whole team was worrying by this time because Reid was never in such a mess.
"My phone… I swear I grabbed it this morning…" Reid was saying more to himself than to anyone else.
"Call it!" Prentiss suggested and took her own phone out of her pocket. She searched for the number and started dialing. She handed Reid the phone and made room for him to continue up the steps. It started ringing and Reid took a moment to collect himself. The song could be heard muffled and distant. Reid turned to identify where the ringtone was coming from. Then suddenly, the sound was loud and clear, as if taken out of its hiding place. Reid turned around to the sound and found himself shocked to his very core. He could not move. He barely remembered to breathe. In the middle of the office, holding up the phone, stood the most beautiful girl he has ever seen.