Dance the Night Away

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Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or anything else copyrighted, for that matter.

Author's Note: Wow… I started writing this back in July or so… Now, I'm going through all my incomplete projects (of which there are many) and finishing them all up. Originally, this one was supposed to be a one-shot of fluff and somewhere along the line, it turned into a three-shot of smut… So, this is my second attempt at an M-rated story. Hope you all enjoy…?

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Those who danced were thought to be quite insane by those who could not hear the music.

~Angela Monet

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JJ quietly snuck into Garcia's bunker, as silent as possible. She knew the door had started squeaking recently so she opened it slowly. Garcia's back was, luckily, to the door, so JJ managed to slip in undetected… or, so she thought. "Hey, JJ." Garcia greeted without even turning around.

Sighing, JJ flopped into the extra chair beside Garcia. "Why is it impossible to sneak up on you?" She asked with a small smile.

"Because I'm magic," Garcia said before taking pity on the liaison and gesturing to one of the computer screens. "And because that monitor is angled so I can see who's coming through the door."

"Sneaky." JJ said with a laugh. "Why?"

"Oh, various reasons… you know, that boy of yours has become unnaturally quiet on his feet since he's gotten off his crutches."

JJ laughed. "Yeah, the only thing I miss about him being on the crutches is being able to tell where he was in the house at all times. Now he keeps sneaking up on me."

"Perhaps the crutches afforded him a little coordination." Garcia offered.

"You know, he's a lot more coordinated than you guys know," JJ told the tech with a secretive smile. "At least, when he's really concentrating on something."

Garcia's eyebrows went up. "Oh? Now this sounds like something juicy." She leaned forward with her elbows on her knees and looked expectantly at JJ. "Spill, my dove."

"Well," JJ began, also leaning forward as though she was about to share a big secret. "Once, I made him play hopscotch and he made it to the end and back without stopping or falling over."

Garcia's face fell and JJ laughed. "Either that is the weirdest euphemism I have ever heard, or you're just being mean… and why were you playing hopscotch?"

"Because he said he'd never played before." JJ shrugged. "And come on, Garcia, do you really think I'm going to share all my bedroom experiences with Spence with you?"

"No, not all of them… just the highlights." Garcia held up her hands defensively at the look JJ gave her. "Hey, a good best friend knows more about her friend's boyfriend in bed than the boy does. That's just the way it is."

JJ blinked. "I'll be honest… that didn't make a lot of sense…"

The tech waved her hand dismissively. "My sense-making and lack thereof is of no consequence in this instance. Speak, Blondie… or I have my ways."

"Garcia, I am not talking to you about this." JJ attempted to sound resolute, though a smile was beginning to show around the corners of her lips.

"C'mon, Jayje, spill. How's the good doctor in bed?"

"I'm not going to tell you about Spence in bed."

"Ooh, do you call him 'Spence' when you're bed?" Garcia continued with a wolfish smile. "Is he really an expert on everything? Does the rest of him match up with that lanky body of his?"

"Garcia!" JJ shouted with a surprised laugh. "Geez, why do you want to know all of this? Isn't he like a little brother to you or something?"

Garcia shrugged, unashamed. "I'd just like to hear about a side of Reid we never see… I mean, at work he's all awkward and genius-y. He can't be like that all the time," She paused. "He's not, is he?"

JJ shook her head. "No, he's not 'genius-y' all the time. He actually acts almost normal outside of work sometimes. He's sweet and…" The liaison paused and grinned. "He can be pretty spontaneous when he wants to."

"Oh, you're killing me here." Garcia said exasperatedly. "Look, you don't have to actually say anything, I'll just make guesses and you answer yes or no. We'll start simple; is it good?"

JJ seemed to be debating whether or not to answer and finally broke down and nodded. "Okay," Garcia seemed to consider this information. "He's a genius, so… he's probably creative, isn't he?"

JJ nodded and Garcia grinned. "Ha! Forget criminal profiling, I am a sex-profiling master!"

By now, the effort not to laugh was too much for JJ and she broke down in giggles. "Okay… okay…" She said as she regained her breath. "I think that's enough. But I will give you this."

Garcia leaned forward again, hoping for a real secret this time. "I don't believe him when he says he can't dance." JJ said.

"Why's that?" Garcia cocked an eyebrow.

"Because," JJ paused dramatically before continuing with a small smile. "Anyone who moves like he does can't not dance."

"Ooh," Garcia's eyebrows went up. "Now that gives me something to think about…"

JJ laughed. "Don't think about it too much, now. You're taken, remember."

"That's not what I'm thinking about, though it may surprise you." Garcia ignored JJ's surprised look. "Anyway, you shouldn't feel too bad about talking to me about this. You can bet Morgan pulled Reid into a little 'guy talk' long ago."

"Spence wouldn't talk about that with Morgan… or anyone, actually." JJ said with a disbelieving laugh as she stood up to leave.

"Hey, Reid's a guy. A shy, sweet one, but still a guy."

"You don't have to remind me." JJ and Garcia shared a quick giggle before they settled into an amiable silence.

After a few moments, however, Garcia sat up straighter in her chair, as though something had suddenly occurred to her, and grinned wickedly. "Would you like to see him dance?" She asked her blonde friend quietly.

JJ raised an eyebrow. "Sure, but I've been trying to get him to dance since before we started dating, Pen, all he'll ever do is slow dance with me."

"Well that's because you've never had me on your side." Garcia replied, still grinning like a madwoman.

The liaison considered her friend for a moment before she, too, began to grin. "What did you have in mind?"

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Author's Note: This was, admittedly, quite a bit of fun to write. I don't really gossip, but writing it is probably more fun than it should be. Hope you all enjoyed this part, and come back for the next installment! A review would be fantastic, if you're willing…