I do not own Criminal Minds.
Rated T for references to violence.
The story of how Reid falls in love and finds love again in an unexpected place after the sudden death of his wife. Originally part of Fifty Love Interests for Spencer Reid.
My story also addresses the other possible realities of life beyond the BAU. The idea that people move on to other jobs. There are a ton of OCs in this story but the team will be involved.
Mamihlapinatapai
Mamihlapinatapei: Derived from the Yaghan language-A wordless, yet meaningful look between two people who both desire to initiate something, but both are too scared to initiate themselves.
~Wikipedia
"Hold the elevator!" a woman shouted.
The woman was holding a stack of pie dishes up to her chin. Reid quickly puts his messenger bag between the doors.
"Thanks," she said breathlessly. "Happy Pi day!" she added brightly.
"Thank you. What floor?"
"Fifth. I am an accountant, though not a good one as I should have been there five minutes ago and it only my sixth day," she said rapidly and then paused. "I'm sorry, I spilling my guts to you. I am just so nervous. I'm not sure how half the pies turned out."
Reid pressed the buttons. "It's okay," he said awkwardly. "So you like numbers?"
"I can name up to thirty-six digits," she said proudly.
"Fifty," he said.
"Cool," she said. "I'm Jane by the way. Jane Ascher."
"I'm Dr. Spencer Reid," he said.
The door dinged. "This is my stop," he said. "Nice to meet you Jane."
"I'd wave if I could," she said. "See you around Spencer!"
As Reid turned around to catch a better glimpser of her face and short curly blond hair he felt as though might have been hit in the face with a pie. Preferably, one of hers.