A/N: This is my first Criminal Minds fanfiction. There will be little mention of Unsubs as I don't feel I could do it justice so my story focuses on relationships. Hope you enjoy.

Picking the last box up, Jessica carried it inside the apartment that she would be sharing with her cousin and placed it in the living room, on top of a previous one. "I can't believe I'm finally here!" Wiping her forehead with her sleeve she smiled at Daphne and placed her hands on her hips.

"Nor can I! I asked you five years ago." Daphne pulled her long blond hair back and tied it up. "I've had two promotions since then."

"I had to save up. You came over with a company. A great job waiting for you with a apartment chucked in. I wanted to make sure I have enough that means I won't have to rely on anyone while I'm looking for a job. I have enough to get a place of my own and live for at least a year. But sharing will be cool. Wanna help me with my room?"

"Sure. These two?" Daphne pointed to the two boxes and Jessica nodded.

"Take the top and I'll grab the bottom one." Following her cousin towards what would be her bedroom Jessica looked around. The hall was small, it connected the living room to the bathroom, kitchen and two bedrooms. "What are the neighbours like?"

"Hm, I dunno. I'm busy with work. Someone along the hall has a kid, I think. The guy next door is a bit weird. Remember back home when we used to watch the American TV shows and there would always be a kid that looked like a geek from the fifties? Well that's him, tho he looks like his clothes are from the eighties. He's a doctor, you'd think with their money he could buy some decent clothes."

"You don't like him?"

"Never spoken to him. One of his letters ended up in my post, that's how I know he's a doctor. Dr Rhode or something like that. Another odd thing, he disappears for days. I mean days, his post box will be full for days and then I see him around and then it starts building up again. Plus he looks weird, skinny and weird looking."

"With you on that, anyone skinny must be weird."

Jessica was slowly getting used to life in DC, granted she spent the first week inside the apartment trying to make herself feel like she now actually lived there. Recently she had moved her wanderings to outside. First just around the block, then to parks then to shops. She had even found the local library, to which Daphne did a lot of eye rolling about.

Today had been a trip to the library to return some books and then off to the coffee shop to get a toffee hot chocolate. Now as Jessica was heading into the lift she had plans of getting into her slob clothes and then finding some good old British TV programs to settle in front of for the night. As the doors of the lift began to close she saw a tall, slim man hurrying towards the lift. Hitting the button to reopen the doors she smiled as he managed to step inside.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome." Smiling at the man Jessica looked at him closely. He was around a foot taller than her, slim and extremely handsome, with wavy brown hair..

"You're British."

Nodding Jessica tucked a strand of brown hair behind her ear. "Well English. I know it's the same as British, but, well it's not. The Welsh are Welsh, Scottish are Scottish the Irish are definitely Irish. So us English are being English. Sorry, I ramble. It's the hot chocolate." Holding up the hot chocolate as if it proved her point she blushed.

"Fourth please."

"What?"

"I live on fourth."

"Oh my god. I mean. Oh gosh. Of course, sorry." Hitting the forth button over and over it took her a moment to realise it was lit because that was where she was already heading. Why was she acting like such a prat? Damn him for being so handsome.

"Are you visiting the English lady in four-twelve?" The handsome stranger who lived on the fourth floor gave her a small smile. As well as realising that he had amazing brown eyes she noticed that he also had lovely lips.

"I…I er, live. I'm staying with her, she's my cousin." Then something clicked. Tall, skinny, old looking jacket. Jessica was sure that under it would be odd clothing. "You're the Doctor! Next door, I mean, you look like the Doctor my cousin mentioned." Minus the weird, and she definitely didn't mention the good looks.

"I'm a Doctor, not The Doctor. I don't have a Police Telephone Box." He smiled at her and she felt her pulse quicken.

"It's a good thing, parking around here seems awful. A police box would look out of place back home, let alone here." The lift pinged and the doors opened revealing the fourth floor.

"Not many people would of got the Dr Who reference."

"I'm English, it would be criminal if I didn't. What hospital do you work at?"

"I'm not that kind of Doctor, I work for the FBI, in the Behavioural Analysis Unit."

"Wow sounds important and very brainie-acky." Reaching her apartment she smiled at her handsome and clever neighbour. "It was nice meeting you Dr..?"

"Reid. Dr Spencer Reid. It was nice meeting you too..?"

"Jessica, Lambart, but you can call me Jess." Jessica watched as he unlocked his door and blushed when he looked back and caught her watching. "Bye." He nodded and smiled as the door closed and Jessica stood there for a moment annoyed that Daphne hadn't mentioned anything about him being so handsome.