Awaken.

As Reid walked up the stone steps to the FBI headquarters in Quantico, he felt the cool autumn breeze slice through his short locks. He pushed his black ray bans up his nose, and let out a content sigh, he absolutely loved this time of year when everything is so beautiful, fragile, and picturesque in his mind. He pulled his red sweater tighter across his body, fighting off the cool October air. He was wearing a white button up shirt, with a sleek black tie, and black pants to top it all off. Upon making inside, he made a beeline for the elevator taking it up until he reached his destination, the pristine floor that belonged to the BAU. Walking through the glass doors of the BAU he was greeted by none other than Derek Morgan.

"Morning Pretty Boy," he said as passed Reid, coffee in hand, while wagging his eyebrows at Reid. Reid gave him a questioning look.

"Morning," Reid said, his suspicion was raised but, because it was Morgan he just let it go. He let out a sigh and kept his head down as he made his way over to his desk. After taking off his bag he noticed a crisp white envelope lying across his keyboard.

Spencer.

He sat down and ripped open the letter to reveal perfect, curvy, bubble letters that belonged to the one and only Lila Archer.

Dear Spencer,

I am writing to inform you that I miss you. I miss hearing your soft velvety voice, and the random statistics that come with it. Also, I have not seen your face in over six years, and in those six years I have rarely heard from you. I am starting to feel like you are pushing me away and ignoring me, in spite of all the attempts I have made to stay in touch.

Also, a lot has changed since the last we talked, which was what, two years ago? Well I will explain all in person, and finally get to see my FBI Agent again, and hear that soft velvety voice of yours. I cannot wait!

Lila

Reid dropped the envelope on his desk, his mind racing. What does she mean in person? No, she can't be here. In his mind, that was impossiblehe deduced as he ran his fingers through his short locks.

"What's that?" Prentiss asked snatching the letter off his desk.

"A letter," he replied.

"From?" She pestered.

"Lila," he answered, he looked up to meet her gaze.

"You mean the Lila? Lila Archer? I thought you quit talking to her?" Her eyes skimmed over the letter, a smile spreading across her face.

"Oh, now it all makes sense," she added.

"What?" Reid asked he felt his cheeks start to redden.

Prentiss gave Reid back the letter, letting out a little giggle. She too followed suit as Morgan did and gave her eyebrows a wag as she walked away.

"You know for a genius you are not very bright when it comes to putting certain things together," she added.

"I'm not?" He asked. She gave him a smirk and went back to her work.

"Hey, Pretty Boy," Derek hollered from his desk.

"Yes?"

"You got a visitor," Derek added, a smile spreading across his face. Rossi leaned over and smacked Reid on the back.

"Go get 'em tiger," Rossi added.

Reid looked back and forth, scanning the faces of his colleagues trying to figure out what in the hell was going on. With a sigh he pushed back his chair and got up, heading towards the carpeted stairs that lead to the conference room that held his unknown visitor.

Well sorry that was so short, but I promise from now on the chapter will be much longer.

Lots of love,

Emm(: