Hello perfect stranger. Where have you been?

I'm lost with the light in your eyes.

I know that you're the one...

- I Am The Pilot

Spencer Reid sat in the café, looking over a case file. He frequently sipped at the coffee sitting in front of him, and eventually got up to get a new one. By the end of a two hour period he had five empty cups on his table. He roughly wiped his eyes and stared out of the window he was sitting by. He extended his arm to uncover his watch and looked at the time, 7:35 A.M. He sighed and sat back. He had been up all night going over the new case, and he still felt like he'd gotten nowhere. Spencer looked around and noticed a girl walking over to him.

She was very pretty, with dark brown hair and honey colored eyes. Her tan skin somewhat glowed in the sunlight seeping through the window, and so did her (what seemed) natural dark reddish brown highlights. She was wearing a fingertip length blue pencil skirt and a red v-neck t-shirt. She smiled and stood over him. She looked over her black glasses. "Do you mind if I sit with you? Every other seat is taken, and I need to use my computer." Spencer blinked, taking in her light British accent. He shyly smiled and nodded, noticing that she was right. She kept the smile on her face as she thanked him and set her drink down on the table.

Spencer quickly took his five cups to the trash and ordered another coffee. When he sat back down he noticed that next to her laptop was a copy of Edgar Allen Poe's "The Tell-Tale Heart." Spencer half-smiled. "True, nervous, very, very dreadfully nervous I had been, and am."

"Excuse me?"

"Um, Poe. I love his work." The girl placed another smile on her face and then put her hand on the small book. Spencer smiled at her. She looked up at him and then went back to typing on her laptop. He studied her quietly. Every once and a while she would smile at what she'd written, and every once in a while she would wrinkle her nose at what she'd written. He noticed he had a small smile on his own face, and quickly wiped it away. He looked back to the case file and cursed himself, once again, for getting nowhere.

After a few more minutes, the girl had finished her coffee and put her laptop away. She stood up slowly. "Thank you for letting me sit here." She nodded her head again and turned around to order another coffee. She then received it and left the café.

Spencer watched her walk down the street. He smiled and started to look at the case file again. He then got a look on his face, "Ugh! I didn't ask her name..." Spencer looks at the file. "Whoa, why didn't I see this before?" He looked out the window with a wondering look on his face, like he thought she'd been the one to clear his mind for him. He quickly pulled out his phone and called his boss, Aaron Hotchner.

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The team sat in the conference room going over Spencer's new information. After a quick meeting with the DC Police Department, the team went back to their work. Luckily their new case was in DC, so they didn't have to go anywhere. "Reid." Derek Morgan walked over to Spencer. "You okay, man?"

"What do you mean?" Spencer asked his friend.

"You seem... different today," Morgan pointed out.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just had a good morning, I guess." Spencer grinned to himself, but Morgan didn't notice.

Suddenly, someone walked into the bullpen. "Whoa... who is that?" Morgan questioned as he stood up to face the person. Reid's eyes grew wide as he recognized her as the girl from the café. She stood still for a second and looked around. "Can I help you, Miss?"

"Yes, I'm looking for Agent Hotchner," she told Morgan.

"Well I'm Agent Hotchner if you want me to be." Morgan winked at her. She laughed and smiled at him. "No, I'm only joking. I'll take you to his office."

Just then, JJ walked over to Spencer. "Hey, Spence, do you know the percentage of posthumous Medals of Honor awarded?"

"17.88 percent, which makes the number 620 out of the 3,467 totally given," The girl answered quickly, a wide smile on her face as she followed Morgan to Hotchner's office.

"Oh, um... thanks..." JJ looked from her back to Spencer, whose eyes were wide. "Who was that?"

"Um... the girl of my dreams? I don't know..." JJ looked at him and smirked before walking away.

Soon enough, Morgan came back over to Spencer's desk. "Dude, that girl is smoking hot. Did you see those legs? Oh my God."

"Yes, Morgan, I saw everything. Did you hear her spit out that percentage though?" Reid asked.

"Like a damn sprinkler." Reid laughed at his friend. "She seemed interested, no?"

"Um, I really wouldn't know about that sort of thing..." Spencer said, not wanting to say yes or no.

"Right. Well I'm going to go for it." Morgan got up, smiling, and walked over to his own desk. Spencer sighed and shook his head. He wanted to go for it. Damn nerves.

Okay, first story on here guys. Let me know what you think please! R&R :)