Author's Note: I do not own anything regarding Criminal Minds unfortunately. I do however have a crazy addiction to anything Spencer Reid. Also if you love Matthew Gray Gubler as much as I do I HIGHLY recommend 68 Kill. He was absolutely amazing!

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She stared at him through the café window. He was sitting there with a hot cup of coffee in one hand and a book in the other. She was getting really good at watching him without his knowledge. He was so beautiful, so smart, so absolutely perfect. She wanted him, but knew that he would never want to play with her.

He was finished with his book now and drinking the last drops of his coffee. Putting his book in his bag he stood up smoothing his tie and tucking a strand of wavy brown hair behind his ear. Grabbing his messenger bag he put the strap across his body and headed out of the café and onto the business of the outside. She almost lost sight of him as he weaved his slim, hard body through the throngs of people. Easing her car forward she pulled into traffic, careful to keep him in her peripheral vision. She pulled the car over again a few blocks ahead of him, constantly looking in the rearview mirror to keep him in her sight.

She wanted him. Her desire for him was growing at a crazy pace. She tried to see his hands through the mirror, she needed to see his hands. There were times she would lay in her bed, her hands running over her body, but in her mind they were his. They were always his. She needed to feel him. And soon.

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Spencer walked down the street heading toward Garcia's house. They had a standing Sunday afternoon date to watch Dr Who and have an early dinner together. It had been that way for the last year or so. If there were no new Dr Who episodes to watch, the two would stream something on Garcia's laptop until they either fell asleep or Spencer went home. It was for this reason he had his own drawer and a small corner in her closet holding a few of his non-foldable clothing items just incase they had to head to the BAU from her place. He seemed to be sleeping at her place more and more lately.

Spencer walked up to Garcia's building after an uneventful walk and after he bought a bouquet of wildflowers like always did. He pressed the buzzer and waited for her bubbly voice to come across the intercom.

"'Ello 'Ello! My beautiful knight is that you?" Penelope's sweet voice rang out.

"It is my lovely maiden. Open thy gates for me." Spencer smiled at the witty repertoire. He loved their interactions. The buzz sounded allowing Spencer to open the door and make his way into the building, never knowing that someone was watching him the entire time.

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Her hands tightened on the steering wheel as he walked into the apartment building. Every week she watched him buy flowers and walk to this bitch's apartment. Sometimes he would leave a few hours later and other times he would stay all night. Lately the latter was becoming more and more common place. But that was going to end. He was going to be hers, and soon.

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As soon as the door to the apartment opened Reid had arms full of Garcia in her fuzzy unicorn lounge pants and bright purple tank.

"Hi hi hi! How are you? Thank you for the flowers. I tell you every week you don't need to bring flowers. But I like them so thank you." Penelope rambled.

"Your welcome." Reid said walking into the apartment. "So what's on the agenda for this evening? Dr Who? Movie? Knitting?"

Garcia smiled at him and handed him a plate of spaghetti and garlic bread. "Go sit good doctor. I shall be there momentarily." She said shooing him to the living room. She followed a moment later with her own plate and a bottle of wine.

"Wine? What's the occasion?" Spencer asked filling his their glasses.

"You're never going to believe what's on tonight?" Penelope said grinning.

"Should I be afraid?"

"Oh absolutely!" She confirmed turning on the television and turning it to HBO. Spencer sat on the couch munching away happily on his noodles when the Irish duo came across the screen. Leave it to Garcia to find "The Boondock Saints" on tv.

"I can't believe we're watching this." Reid said looking over a Penelope who was staring at Connor McManus. "You have some drool hanging off your lip you know."

"I do not! AND I'll have you know that this is a cult classic."

Spencer just grinned and shook his head, indulging Garcia wasn't a hard thing to do and he really enjoyed spending time with her. Their bond had been growing steadily since Maeve's death and didn't show any signs of slowing down. He also couldn't hide from himself that he was developing feelings for his friend. He had been for a while but lately he had been spending more and more nights at her place and he was wondering if maybe she had felt a shift in their dynamic as well. He was thinking about their interactions as of late and thought that it was quite possible that she was feeling the same as him. But then the icy fear of doubt settled in over his heart and he began to question this.

She wasn't really paying attention to the movie. She liked it and all but it was the time that she got to spend with Reid that she was really wanting. She noticed that she was craving his attention more and more lately and he was giving it to her whenever she wanted it. Morgan of course had noticed and brought it up to her. There was nothing for her to report to him, but she held out hope that maybe things could develop between her and Spencer. Thinking about Spencer gave her a little flutter in her chest and stomach. Lowering her gaze Penelope looked at Spencer out of the corner of her eye. He didn't seem to be enjoying himself at all.

Turning the tv off Garcia set her empty plate down on the coffee table and turned toward her guest. Spencer looked up from his plate when she flipped off the movie. "Everything okay Penelope?"

"I was about to ask you the same thing. You have something face. What's up?"

Reid grinned. "What's something face?"

Her heart began to race at his small smile. "You know exactly what I mean so out with it. What's got you a million miles away?" she asked reaching over and gently placing her hand on his arm.

Spencer placed his plate on the coffee table next to hers and shifted his body to face her. 'Now or never I guess.' he thought. Biting his lip he asked, "Has things changed between us? Feeling wise I mean."

Garcia didn't know what to say. So it wasn't just her. She opened her mouth several times trying to say the right thing but nothing would come out.

Reid's heart sank. Maybe he had read the situation all wrong and had made things incredibly awkward. "Not that it's a bad thing if they haven't," he tried to amend "I just, uh, well," he stammered.

Reaching up, Penelope placed her finger on his lips silencing him. Leaning forward she pressed her lips to his.

Fireworks exploded in his chest. Reaching forward Spencer slid his hand into her hair and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. She wrapped her arms around him, tilting her head to give him better access.

A sudden loud shattering erupted from the front of Penelope's apartment.