Stress Release
Fandom:Criminal Minds
Paring: Ashley Seaver & Spencer Reid
Authoress: Know-It-All-2008
Teen


Spencer Reid watched as Ashley Seaver ran out of the house, barely making it past the crime scene tape before losing the contents of her stomach. Reid moved as to go towards her but Rossi beat him to it, asking her if they had been her first family annialtor case, which everyone knew, she was a rookie not even finished with her academy training. When she finally came back inside he maneuvered himself to where he was standing next to her before he spoke.

"You ok?" he asked, before heading back towards the daughter's room, knowing the police had finished up in there. He only glanced back once to make sure she was following him.

Once inside the room he shut the door, thankful they had already removed the daughter's body. He watched as Ashley took a ragged breath, pushing her hair back with her hand before speaking.

"Yeah, I will be. There's a difference between seeing the pictures in training and actually seeing them." She said, even though she knew he already knew this. It was well known he didn't do so well on his first few cases either.

"Catch your breath before you go back out there. I'll check on you once we get back to the motel." Without another word the infamous genius of the BAU did something that surprised her, he picked up her wrist before hitting a spot with his thumb and forefinger before he walked back out of the bedroom to rejoin the rest of the team, leaving Ashley more relaxed than she had been before, she wondered why he even cared when they all knew who her father was, and what on earth he had just done to get the tension out of her body.

Once back outside she rejoined Morgan and Rossi, listening as they pointed out things she had already learned in her training, but she nodded and listened as was expected of her.

As they were dismissed for the night JJ mentioned something about food, which made Seaver's stomach turn.

"I'm going to pass. I'm not used to fourteen hour days yet. Sleep wins this time." She said lightly, the team chose to ignore the real reason she wasn't joining them, they all had trouble eating after their first few cases.

"We'll bring something back for you. You like Shrimp Lo Mein right?" Hotch asked, noticing she was having trouble focusing. It honestly surprised Ashley he remembered what she liked, he had taken her to eat after her father's case.

"Sounds good." She said dismissively, forcing a smile on her face.

"Reid, do you mind taking her back? I want you to run a geographical profile, if I asked anyone else it would take hours. I know you can manage it quickly and still get enough sleep. We reconvene at seven am." With Hotch it wasn't a question and Reid knew as much, but he also knew Hotch was right; he'd be done with a geographical profile in under an hour, long before the rest of the team would be able to finish it.

"Sounds good," Reid said, "You ready to go Seaver? The sooner I get this profile done the sooner I can sleep."

"Yep." Was the only answer she gave before slipping into the passenger side of the SUV that Reid had started heading towards. Once he had the car in drive and headed back towards their motel she finally cracked.

"What did you do back there?" she asked nodding towards the house they were pulling away from. "To my wrist I mean."

Reid chuckled at her curiosity before answering her.

"There are several main pressure points on the body, when hit just right they release stress from the body, allowing your mind to slow down and your body to relax. It helped me when my thoughts would consume me as a child, I didn't quite know what to do with all the information my brain stored so it got overwhelming for a while until I learned how to sort it out." He sounded less like the text book she had met a few weeks before, making her wonder what had changed, maybe he had finally gotten comfortable around her.

"Well thank you for that, it felt wonderful." She said, blushing when she realized how her statement could be misconstrued, causing Reid to laugh out right.

"It's fine, I know what you mean. It does help. When we get back to the motel grab a shower, it will help your muscles release, when I finish on the profile I'll come check on you. You're lucky you got your own room this trip, I'm bunked with Derrick, and he snores like a freight train."

The conversation changed to what she was going over in the academy until they finally pulled up in front of the run down motel they were staying in. Ashley tried to wave him off but gave up when Spencer insisted on walking her to her motel room door, unlocking it for her, before giving her room a cursory glance and leaving her to enjoy her bath.

"I'll be back to check on you in forty minutes." He said as he walked off, leaving her alone in what now seemed like an empty motel room, something she was starting to get used to. Being alone at night was one of the worst parts of her job; it gave her too much time to think. She shook her head, trying to clear it of any thought before she pulled her curtains closed, removing her suit as she headed towards the bathroom, turning the taps on as high as they would go before pulling the leaver that allowed her to take a bath.

It was something she started shortly after she started working with them, JJ had recommended it to her when they had roomed together, saying it helped release the stress and toxins from her body and just gave her time to relax and not think. Since then she had always carried a vanilla bubble bath with her, no matter how trivial it seemed, it helped her relax so she found room for it in her small go-bag.

She added a small amount of it in her water before sinking into the scalding hot water. She lost track of time as she scrubbed her skin raw when she heard a knocking on her door, a glance at her watch told her it wasn't Reid so that meant it was her food. She grabbed the flimsy robe the motel had there, slipping it over her wet body before opening the door, to see a stunned Reid on the other side of her door, holding her Shrimp Lo Mein in one hand and his food in the other.

"Sorry, JJ stopped by with the food and I offered to bring yours by; didn't realize you'd still be in the shower…" Seaver cut him off with a laugh.

"It's fine, you can set it on the table, if you give me a minute, I'll change and be right back out." She said this without really waiting for an answer, slipping back into the bathroom, closing the door partial behind her before slipping into her FBI pt shirt and shorts, wishing she had brought a bra into the bathroom, before remembering the sports bra she wore was hanging over the shower rod, slipping that on underneath her physical training clothing she felt slightly more ready to face the man on the other side of her bathroom door. Taking a deep breath she wrapped her hair up in a turban before stepping out of the bathroom again, accidently sneaking up on Reid, who was trying to figure out whose food was whose.

"Mine's the shrimp lo mein" she said before pulling out a chair and motioning him to do the same. " Did you get your profile finished?" she asked, not waiting for him to start eating before she dug into her food with the provided fork.

"Hey! That's my fork…" he trailed off as she pulled the forks out of her lips, winking at him before handing it to him.

"Here ya go big boy." She said, laughing before reaching for the chopsticks that had somehow wound up on his side of the table, laughing as he fumbled with his words a bit before taking a deep breath and starting over.

"I got as much done as I can with what's been provided for us, the family's killing and then the shooting on the freeway, it doesn't give us much to go on but it does give us a start." He said before digging into his lo mein with the fork he had stolen back from her. Reaching across to grab one of the two cokes sitting on the table, he took a sip from it and set it back down in front of her, his eyebrow raised in a silent challenge.

Apparently he wasn't all shy and smart.

When she picked up the drink and took a sip from it, he smirked at her before returning back to his food, splitting the first drink with her before moving onto the second one.

"Do you feel better?" he asked, as he stretched his feet out in front of him, trying to work out the kinks from being on his feet for so long.

"I took a bath; it helped but I'm still to wound up to sleep." She was honest with him; it usually took her till one in the morning to fall asleep on a case.

He looked at her for a long moment before he spoke again.

"I can do what I did with the pressure points again if you like, it would help you relax enough to get a little bit more sleep, it's a commodity with this job." As he said this he stood up and stretched, trying to work out a kink in his back from working on the geographical profile in such an uncomfortable chair.

"If you're comfortable with it, it sounds good to me." She said, standing to stretch as well, she really wasn't used to long days like this.

"Lay down on your back then. There is one on your hip right below your hip bone, but I'm going to skip that one." The implied 'for now' hanging clear in his voice as he rolled up the sleeves on his shirt to right below his elbows, and unbuttoning the first button.

He started with her ankles, working his way up to her knees, skipping over her hip bones as promised before getting her wrists again and then moving on to massage her head just at her temples, smirking when something close to a groan crossed her lips.

"Well I'd say your relaxed now." He whispered into her hair, smiling when all she did was nod with her eyes closed. "If you want I'll get the pressure point on your hips" as he said this he let his hands trail to hold her hips on either side of her from his sitting position on the bed, gently running his thumbs over her hip bones.

"Why'd you skip it the first time?" she asked, but she was pretty sure she knew why he skipped it. When his voice dipped, she was positive she was right. " it's a turn on for females." As he said this he hit both pressure points on her hips, laughing when her thin hips came up off the bed, as if searching for his hands.

"Well you're easy to please." He almost crowed as he ran his hand up and down her rib cage through her shirt, avoiding her hips.

"Tease." She said it like it was a swear word before moving herself away from his searching hands. "You either do or you don't, Reid. Don't tease."

The look that had somehow crept into his hooded eyes told her all she needed to know.

"Oh, I'll tease you all right." He said as he pulled her back to him, pulling her flush against him, "but you'll get what you want eventually. I won't start something I won't finish."

He buried his head in her hair before nipping at her ear whispering "The name's Spencer. Get used to it; you'll be screaming it before I'm done with you," before devouring her mouth.

His kiss was searing and demanding and she gave as good as she got, returning the kiss with such passion it surprised him, he wasn't expecting this from her, she was still young. As his hands found their way under her shirt it was the first of many times that night his named slipped from his angel's lips, causing him to smirk before losing himself in her for the first time of the night.

What started out as a small moan soon grew to her almost shouting his name, forcing him to cover her mouth with his hand, he didn't need Derrick, with whom he shared the room next door, hearing her.

As they laid there in some sort of afterglow he turned to look at the young girl next to him, she had buried herself in his shoulder as soon as he wrapped his arm around her once they finished their coupling.

There was something about her that drew him to her. He didn't just randomly sleep with someone he hardly knew; he knew she would be something special to him, a glance at his watch told him it was almost eleven, he needed to get back to his room before he got caught in her room, the last thing he needed was Derek or Hotch on his case.

He set an alarm on her phone, which he was sure she hadn't gotten in the habit of doing, typing in the reminder section 'Last night won't be the only time' before slipping out her door and into his room next door.

As soon as the door closed behind him he was met with a grinning Derek Morgan.

"I didn't know you had it in you pretty boy." He said, enjoying the red tint that graced Spencer's face.

"Just because I don't advertise my sex life doesn't mean I'm a priest." Spencer said before diving into his bed, deciding on getting a shower in the morning.

"But that hickey she left on your neck will." Derek said, laughing at how quickly Reid jumped out of his bed, heading for a mirror, and sure enough there was a red hickey just above where his collar would be on his work shirt.

"Damn. How do I hide that?" He said, turning to look at Derek.

"Ask Seaver, I'm sure she can work some magic with her makeup bag in the morning. Get some sleep pretty boy; I think she gave you a run for your money if what I heard was anything to go by."

A pillow flew across the room as Spencer settled in to get a decent night's sleep.