Summary: Does the BAU leave anything a mystery? What happens when they stumble upon Spencer taking a phone call. As they listen, all can't hep but wonder: "Who is Spencer talking to!?" Mini AU. You'll see why.

-Love these kinds of stories. Hope everyone enjoys-

The bullpen was all but empty and the team was board. Cases just weren't rolling in as they used to, and each agent sat a strewn in various locations, hankering for another murder, another psychopath, another narcissistic-bipolar-rapist, another...ANYTHING! So when Doctor Spencer Reid received a mysterious phone call, from an unknown caller, and quickly excused himself, racing to find a private room, the team found themselves staring hungrily at the young man's back.

They were done with secrets, done with all the stupid mysteries. With one look to one another it was clear everyone felt the same way, everyone desperately needed to unlock a secret. If not one on a case, if not with an unsub, then poor old Reid would have to do.

Morgan jumped up from his position on his desk, sending papers flying in various directions. Leaving them, knowing there would definitely be enough time to pick them up later, he swiftly continued up the stairs followed by Emily and Rossi.

Hotch lead his own group up the other side of the room with agents JJ and Garcia in tow. Moving skillfully, they made no sound as they worked their way towards the Conference Room.

The room where Reid and all his secrets were hiding.

Both groups met up at the center of the hall, combining into one big group. When they reached the room, each filed around the door and waited. Reid's voice could be heard from the inside, the door was closed as well as the lights slightly dimmed.

He was in the middle of speaking.

"...brand new? How much?" He was saying.

He paused as the person on the other end spoke.

"30 dollars! Are you kidding, that's crazy..." Reid exclaimed into the phone. "That's way too much!"

Morgan snickered silently.

"No no...Okay. I mean it's not that bad, but...okay, okay, yeah. I know it has to be perfect."

Pause.

"It's her first time right? Never used this kind of..."

Rossi raised an eyebrow as Emily's eyes widened. Wait? What the...

"Where did you get it?...Wait really? I didn't think they sold those kinds of toys."

Hotch mouthed something to Garcia, that the others missed. She quickly nodded and hurried away. The rest, though some confused gazes followed the bubbly woman, resumed to the conversation at hand.

"So how are we going to give it to her, you know...Oh, wait how big is it? You got the correct size right? If it can't fit..."

JJ scrunched up her face at those words, her mind visited by unwanted images. She leaned over to Emily and whispered something to her, Emily only shrugged, her eyes still incredibly wide.

"What do you mean?...Really?"

Garcia suddenly reappeared holding her computer tightly. She pressed something on the screen, then typed something on the keyboard. Then she turned the device to the rest of the groups confused faces.

In big type, RECORDING FOR EVIDENCE

Evidence? Morgan thought, though was interrupted by Reid.

"OK FINE!" He yelled, he seemed to huff a little. "Size doesn't matter? How was I supposed to know?"

It was almost a miracle that none of the members of the team made a noise, for at that last statement, everyone had to cover their mouths in astonishment. Morgan seemed to nearly chocked as the woman's eyes widened even further. At this point, Emily's eyes seemed to be bulging from her head, threatening to pop out. Hotch remained stone face, however his eyes narrowed. And Dave. Well he was another story, his lips twitting upward just the smallest bit.

"...Never had one, never even tried one before...You have?...Yeah, that makes sense...was it hard?"

Morgan gasped and clutched his head with his hands. His mind was racing. What the hell Reid! What is he talking about? I mean, could he actually be...

"...I know, I know. I'm excited too...Worried? No, no...I just, it's her birthday and I want everything to be absolutely perfect..."

What kind of person gives this kind of gift as a freakin' birthday present?!

"She loves these kinds of toys?...She'll play with it all the time. Okay, no more worrying."

Emily's eye's seemed to jump from her head at that statement.

"Okay..I'll see you. Yeah..I'll be there. I must be there when she open's it!" Reid said brightly. "I want to see if she know's how to use it."

Hotch's stony expression cracked, as his jaw went slack. "What the hell?" He whispered. The team was petrified, complete and utter shock taking over. "Who is he talking to?"

"Alright see you. Bye." A loud click echoed through the small room, and Reid's voice no longer sounded.

Footsteps could be heard inside, that of which were getting closer and closer and closer...

"Uh oh," Morgan muttered. They had to get away, escape, hide, anything, otherwise Reid would know that they all had been spying on him.

The dimmed lights were completely shut off, Reid was getting closer. It was only a matter of seconds.

They had to get away, Reid couldn't catch them.

With a nod of the head, the team silent agreed on what they all must do. In one swift motion, just as the door began to open, each member hurled themselves over the banister of the small walk way and fell to the ground.

Reid emerged then, and looked around curiously. "Guys?" He called, moving toward the railing. His gaze caught the sight of his fallen colleagues. Furrowing his brow, "What are you guys doing."

"Training." Hotch immediately responded. He pushed himself up from the floor and smoothed out the creases in his suit. "BAU, Conference Room. Now."

-Uh oh. Poor Reid, never seems to catch a break. What is he talking about? (Please, this is really not an X rated story) If you have the time, please review. If not, hope you enjoyed. Thank you-