A/n hello all… This is a result of a plot bunny a friend let loose on me. There will be at least one, or maybe two more chapter, but I can't say when they will post. Thanks to my beta REIDFANATIC for her help, ideas and support even when the muse goes wild. This follows right after season two's "The Last Word."

Disclaimer: I don't think owning the show would be so great now. I would hate to get hate mail from JJ and Reid shippers because of Will, but I understand the rage.

Warning: There will be harsh language and adult content in this story. Turn back if this offends or you're too young.

JJ's fantasy

JJ absently twisted a bit of her long hair around her left index finger. She bit the end of her pen gently and tried to ignore the person sitting across from her.

He didn't speak to her. She could hear the soft exhalations of his breath through his nose. Every so often the chair would creak a bit when he shifted his weight. She didn't have to look up to see that he was getting a bit impatient with the waiting she was making him do.

She let go of her hair and it fell back to her shoulder. He sighed softly and shifted again. Her pen moved over the paper with a scratch that sounded very loud to her, but must have been very soft to him. He pulled in another deep breath and released it with a tiny whistling sound through his teeth.

"Reid… If you're going to sit there and fidget, you better go home."

"It's closing in on nine. Only the cleaning people are here. I think Hotch has gone home. I'm not leaving here without you."

She dropped her pencil and rubbed at her eyes. "I'm okay Spence…. I'm not going to break."

"This isn't about St Louis."

"Yes it is… You've been distant since we got back yesterday."

She finally looked up and saw that Reid had removed his glasses. He was rubbing at his eyes with the heels of his hands. She watched his long fingers move over the earpiece of his glasses. He didn't replace them… He just played with them absently, using them to avoid her questioning eyes.

"I was scared." He finally admitted.

"I was too…. But I couldn't show it, especially not to him."

"I was sure he was going to pull the trigger. I didn't expect him to come down to confront you like that."

"I think Hotch did." She admitted.

"I don't think he would do that to you."

"He does what has to be done to catch the killers, and the rapists and anything we chase."

"I know… I'm always going to be afraid for you. Even though you're a trained agent whose more then capable of taking care of herself."

"I'll be as careful as I can without compromising my job." She said.

He smiled at her and the worry that had lived in his eyes for days was not as obvious as it had been. "I know you will be. I just have to remember that the next time one of has a gun pointed at them. If you're done… I want to get out of here." He stood up to leave. He'd turned and opened the door before he realized that she wasn't following him.

"Oh yeah… I'm done!" She said and her eyes turned predatory, "but we're not!"

"You're not serious," He squeaked.

"I've never been more serious in my life. All this talk about danger… I don't know what it is. "

The next thing she knew, her body had over-ruled her brain that was trying to tell her that it was just reaction to what had happened twenty four hours ago. She yanked him back in the office, shut the door and shoved him up against it She was using her tongue to play hockey with his tonsils. All of the rational parts of her brain were shut down by the heat of his body close to hers. She pulled away long enough to reach over and shut the blinds on the window next to her desk.

"Um… not that I'm complaining," He said breathlessly. "But… I really don't think this is a good idea."

"You don't… That's too bad!". She turned the lock on the door.

She could see that his resolve was beginning to crack. She licked her lips and he drew in a shuddering breath. He jerked and moaned, or rather gasped out a squeaky moan when she grabbed the bulge in his pants. "I think junior wants to come out and play, don't you."

"Um… well t-the average m-man has at about seventeen erections every d-day." She squeezed him through his pants and he began to wheeze. "Ah… it h-happens because of s-stress, or during s-sleep or when s-sexually a-aroused and -"

JJ stopped stroking him through his pants. "Well… yesterday was a very stressful day. I suppose we'll just go home, to our separate apartments, all alone." She said sadly.

"D-don't do that," He stuttered. He put a hand on her arm when she would have moved away.

She looked up and forgot that she was supposed to be the one in control. His angelic face crushed her building resolve to walk away. Looking into those innocent puppy eyes, one could never be sure what he was thinking. Actually that wasn't true, she thought she could always tell, but sometimes he surprised her.

"How do you do that," She asked him.

"D-do what," He wondered.

"Look at me like I'm the only girl in the world."

He touched the side of her face. The gentleness of his hands always took her be surprise. They were thin, and the fingers were long. They could perform complex magic tricks or run through her hair and make her shiver.

"I look at you that way because you're the only girl in the world for me." He said. "I love you more everyday."

She could feel her toes melt at these words. He didn't say them very often, but he always showed her in many different little ways.

He captured her lips with his and tingles ran up and down her spine. His fingers were busy undoing the buttons of her shirt when a different kind of shiver ran down her back. It was like someone was watching, but that couldn't be. It must be nerves. Yeah… It wasn't like she'd ever done this in the office.

Her shirt was gone and so was her bra. Spencer's mouth found one nipple and bit down gently. She forgot the nagging feeling that someone was watching her in favor of trying to stay on her feet. Her knees seemed to have turned to pudding . She felt like she was falling in slow motion. Her knees hit the floor and he knelt in front of her without a shirt, tie or sweater vest. When had she done that, or was it him.

The floor was hard under her knees, very hard under her knees, which she hadn't really considered until that very minute.

Spence looked very disheveled, and adorable ,and a little irritated when she pushed a hand away from her slacks. He was trying to pull the zipper down and fondle her breasts at the same time.

"What…" He said breathlessly.

"The floor… it's too hard for this."

"You're kidding, right…"His eyes had narrowed dangerously in her direction. "You wouldn't be teasing me, would you."

"No… I just didn't think it through."

"How about your desk…" He said hopefully.

"No… It's covered with case files."

"So… We can move them."

She wanted to laugh at the way he'd begun to whine, and would have if it wasn't a bit of a turn on at the same time.

"I have an idea." She said.

His eyes went from disappointed, to happy, to suspicious in the space of ten seconds before he said. "I'm not going to like this am I?"

"Trust me…" She ran a finger across his lips and he shuddered.

"I -" He yelped when she pushed him over on his back.

"I get to be on top."

"The floor is too hard." He whined. "I don't have a lot of meat on my bones, if you haven't noticed."

"You don't…. Hm… Let me take a good look." She looked him up and down and bit back a laugh when he went crimson.

"You have a hot body Spencer Reid." Her hands pulled the zipper down on this cords.

"You're just saying that so I'll let you have your way." His hands were busy with her breasts again. He loved to touch and caress her breasts. She loved it when he did, those soft and strong hands could do things to her that should be illegal.

"Yeah… I am."

Instead of arguing, he let her rid him of his pants. She pulled off her slacks and the black lace boy shorts she wore.

"You make me crazy when you wear those," He said.

"That's the idea," She shot back climbing back on top of him. "Get ready for the ride of your life Spence."

A/n I know we didn't know about the camera's until the third season, but I assume they have always been there. I think JJ forgot!