Author's Note: Hello there! This is my first fanfic and I've decided to start with the amazing Dr. Reid. I'm new to so if you've got any comments or advice, let me know!

This first chapter takes place during the presentation in the beginning of "Masterpiece". Rate and Review please.

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"Most of us have done extensive post graduate work in studies such as abnormal psychology and sociology as well as intensive study of relevant casework and existing literature."

A tall, lanky, almost awkward young man stood at the front of a college classroom speaking to just over twenty college students in front of an open projection. He had wavy brown hair that just touched the top of his collar and a strong jaw that made his face look angular and distinguished. His brown eyes scanned the room and lingered on each face momentarily. His name was Dr. Spencer Reid. In front of him, sitting casually was an older looking man with black hair streaked slightly with gray. He didn't look that much older, but the gray gave him a mature look. He half sat with a welcoming smile on the podium. His name was SSA David Rossi.

"But that's after selection to the unit. First you have to be an agent, work in the field. That's what we're here to talk about. For that, the academics are wide open. Everyone in the room, once you graduate, regardless of your course study is eligible to apply for the FBI."

A young college student spoke up from the fifth row. "What did you study?"

Agent Rossi gave the room his winning smile. "Criminal justice. But sports appreciation was full up at my community college."

There was a collective laughter all around the room. A white haired man came in through the back door and sat in the farthest back row. He sat and quietly observed the presentation. Dr. Reid spoke again.

"I hold doctorates in chemistry, mathematics and engineering, As well as BA's in psychology and sociology."

A silence fell on the room as everyone simultaneously felt inferior. A young African American woman spoke up.

"How old are you?"

He smiled. "I'm twenty-seven. Twenty-seven as of last month actually. I'm also completing an additional BA in philosophy. Which reminds me that I have a joke." Agent Rossi made a motion that looked a lot like a 'shut up', but Dr. Reid ignored him and carried on.

"How many existentialists does it take to screw in a light bulb?" He giggled like a young boy. This was obviously very funny to him.
"Two. One to change the light bulb and one to observe how the light bulb symbolizes an incandescent beacon of subjectivity in a netherworld of Cosmic Nothingness."

The silence grew even thicker as everyone except two people got the joke. The white man in the corner smiled, along with a young woman in the second row. Dr. Reid felt the joke was lost and tried to explain it.

"Um... an existentialist is-" But Agent Rossi quickly cut him off.

"Okay! Before he does is quantum physics knock-knock joke, do we have any other questions about opportunities in the FBI?"

Another young man in the fourth row asked the question every cop hates.

"Did you ever shoot anybody?"

Thirty minutes later the presentation ended and every student picked up their things and filed out of the room; every student except one. A young woman remained in her seat for a minute longer than the others. She was writing something in a notebook. She had shoulder length black hair that hung straight and was cut in layers around her face. Her face was oval shaped and her eyes were blue. Her skin was lightly tanned and she wore little makeup. A little eyeliner and some green eye shadow set off her blue eyes. Her pink lips were slightly parted as she stopped writing and closed her notebook. She blinked and looked up at the front of the room.

Agent Rossi was talking to a teacher that had sat in on the presentation and Dr. Reid was putting various papers into his messenger bag. The young woman put her notebook in her bag and stood. Dr. Reid paid no mind to the rest of the room as he read a couple more papers before putting those in his bag as well. The only time he noticed the young woman was when she was a foot or so away from him. It scared him slightly and he took a breath like she had said "Boo!" Once he realized it was just a young woman he gave her a nervous smiled and spoke.

"Sorry about that. I didn't see you there." He stood tall and he was about 6 inches taller that the girl.

She smiled and raised an eyebrow. "You're with the FBI. Shouldn't you be a little more observant?"

Dr. Reid smiled. "Not all of us can be Agent Rossi's" He looked over at the older Agent who was using his world class charisma with the teacher. She looked like she was meeting her favorite rock star.

The young woman nodded. "I've read his books. He's like the Steven Tyler of behavioral analyzers."

Dr. Reid brought his eyes back to the young woman. "Yeah, something like that." He shook his head and returned total focus to the girl. "I'm sorry; can I help you with something?"

"Actually I was wondering if you had brochures or pamphlets or something. I'm really interested in joining the FBI as soon as I get out of here."

Dr. Reid fished into his bag once more and got a couple of pamphlets and handed them to the young woman. "What group were you hoping to work in?"

The young woman shook her head. "I don't know. I was thinking something in forensics. I'm going for my masters in forensic technology, along with a BA in forensic analysis, and one in Philosophy."

Dr. Reid lit up. "So did you get my joke earlier?"

The young woman let out a small laugh and smiled. "Yes I did. But since I was the only other person in the room that did, I kept it to myself." She looked down at the pamphlets and back into the gorgeous brown eyes of Dr. Reid. Suddenly there was a small ringing in her pocket. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. She had a text message from her room mate. Apparently she was trying to catch the dorm on fire again. "Crap. I have to go. It was nice meeting you Dr. Reid." The young woman stuck her hand out the shake his.

He took her hand in his and shook it. "I'm sorry; I didn't get your name."

The young woman pulled away and smiled. "I'm Anna."

"I'm Spencer."

Anna heard her phone ring again and she started to back away. "Well, it was nice to meet you Spencer." Anna turned and walked away from Spencer and started her way up the stairs. But she stopped, suddenly remembering something. She turned on the stairs and shouted down to Spencer who was still standing in the front of the room.

"Hey! How many Marxists does it take to change a light bulb?"

Spencer looked confused for a second then looked up. "I don't know."

Anna giggled. "None. The light bulb contains the seeds of its own revolution."

Dr. Reid burst into laughter as Anna smiled and ran from the room. Agent Rossi approached Dr. Reid with confusion highlighting all of his features. He obviously didn't get the joke.

"Who was that?" Once Dr. Reid stopped laughing he looked up at the door where Anna had exited.

"Anna."