Spencer Reid walked absentmindedly down the side walk crunching fallen leaves under his feet along the way. He loved autumn, but he was struggling with the idea that he'd never find love. Spencer thought he might as well accept a life of being single, but that didn't necessarily mean he was happy about it. He started skimming through the Russian literature he was carrying with him. He had full intentions on getting lost in the multiple books he had in his bag with him while sitting in his favorite coffee shop on his day off. The signal beeped to alert the pedestrians that it was safe to cross the intersection, and a flustered Spencer Reid hurriedly tried to cross. In the middle of the crosswalk, he collided with someone knocking both of their books to the ground.

Turning red in the face, Spencer apologized saying, "I'm so sorry."

"No problem," she said flashing him a smile, "Woah. What language is that?"

"Umm. It's actually Russian." he said to the girl, "Is that a psychology textbook?"

A car honked its horn causing the pair jump. They continued through the crosswalk, but instead of continuing on her way, the young woman walked with Spencer since she hadn't had a moment to answer the question.

As they stepped onto the sidewalk, she answered his question, "Yeah, it's child psychology actually. I've been study child psych on top of general psychology."

While she was talking, Spencer took a moment to take in the woman who was standing in front of him. She was quite a bit shorter than he was. She was very petite, but she wasn't wearing heels to try and hide her height. Instead she had on black Converse just like he did. She had blonde, wavy hair that landed just above her waist. What caught his attention the most were her eyes. She had glowing emerald eyes.

"I'm sure that quite interesting. There's so many similarities and differences in the subcategories of psychology. I actually have a BA in psychology ," he stammered out realizing that she was waiting on him for a response.

She laughed, "Anyway, my name's Evelyn Seabrooke."

"I'm Spencer Reid. Would…would you want to join me for coffee? That is, if you don't have plans," he asked while introducing himself.

She smiled and said, "Sure."

They walked a couple of blocks further to Spencer's favorite coffee shop where they each ordered coffee just how they like it. Spencer's coffee had more sugar than anything, but Evelyn's coffee had peppermint added to it. They continued their discussion of psychology for a short bit of time before Evelyn stopped him.

"Hold on. I agreed to come get coffee because I was under the impression that I would find out more about you, not just discuss more about psychology," Evelyn said jokingly causing Spencer to blush.

"True," he responded with a nod, "I grew up in Las Vegas. I graduated high school at 12, and I have six different degrees from CalTech. I have a PhD in mathematics, chemistry, and engineering. I also have a BA in psychology, sociology, and philosophy. I have an IQ of 187 and can read 20,000 words per minute. I also have an eidetic memory. I work for the BAU, that's the Behavioral Analysis Unit, of the FBI."

"Wow," Evelyn said causing Spencer to blush again, "No, no don't be embarrassed. It's just that I didn't realize I was sitting in the presence of a genius."

"I wouldn't say genius" Spencer told her glancing down at his cup of coffee.

She raised an eyebrow staring at him.

He chuckled and said, "Well, technically speaking, I guess I am. What about you? Tell me about yourself"

"Where to begin? My education past isn't as impressive" she joked, "I graduated high school from a small school in Virginia and started college here in DC. I always wanted to be a doctor or something to change the world, but that field just wasn't meant for me. I chose the path of early childhood education instead. It's important for children to have somewhere where they can be accepted no matter what. They need someone who can accept them unconditionally. I want to do that as a teacher."

"You enjoy working with children then?" Spencer asked her.

"Yeah, just about everyone thought I was crazy for wanting to work with kids. Most people think that I'll be wiping noses and babysitting all day. I'm a dreamer though. A dreamer who believes that children are the future. Someone has to be sure that the future is going to be brighter," she explained.

Spencer thought for a moment, smiled, and said, "That's beautiful. I've never thought of life that way. How much schooling do you have left?"

"I only have a full year left after this semester. I'm really excited to be starting senior year," Evelyn told him with a slight blush, "I'm sure the idea of finishing one degree wouldn't be that exciting to someone who already has six degrees."

"No, no. It's great that you're finishing a degree, and there is always time for more," he said to her.

"Thanks," she said glancing down at her watch, "Wow, we've been here for four hours. I really hate to, but I have to go. I promised some family members that I'd have dinner with them since they recently moved here."

"Oh, ok. I understand," he said rifling through his pockets, "This isn't something I usually do, but um..here's my number. Call me or text me later."

He handed her a card with his information with a slightly shaky hand. Much to his delight, however, she took the card with a smile and replaced it as her bookmark in her child psychology book. She took her bookmark and wrote her information on the back handing it to Spencer.

Grinning back at him, she said, "Goodbye, Spencer Reid. You will most definitely be hearing from me later."

As she walked out the door, Spencer said, "Goodbye, Evelyn Seabrooke. I will most definitely be waiting."

He sat there for a few more minutes thinking and staring at the bookmark with her phone number. This never happened to him. Beautiful women never noticed him much less sat and talked with him for four hours straight. He also couldn't get those eyes out of his head. He smiled at the thought of getting to see those beautiful glowing green eyes again.