It was Saturday and all was right with the world for the BAU. Everyone had head on on home but Morgan, Reid, and Garcia. They got to leave at a regular hour and got to come in an later tomorrow, perfect.

"So, what you doing tonight, Baby Girl?" Morgan put an arm around the tech and she grinned.

"A lady doesn't kiss and tell." Garcia chuckled before looking at Reid. "What about you, sweetie?"

"Do I kiss and tell?"

"What are you doing tonight, you goob." She laughed and he blushed.

"Awh, I dunno, I think I just going to re-read some books."

"Boooo-riiinnnggg." Garcia said in a sing songy tone, making Morgan laugh.

"Come on, guys, I have my thing and you all have yours. Don't mock me. What about you, Morgan?" Reid grumbled, adjusting the strap on his bag to be more comfortable.

"I'm thinking of stopping by Savannahs place." He chuckled, pressing the elevator down button.

"Ohhh, gonna get some lovin'" Garcia wiggled her eyebrows playfully at the taller agent.

"You betcha, Baby Girl." He smirked and strolled into the elevator as it opened, the others following close behind him.

They began their descent, battering back and forth slightly. Suddenly the lights began to flicker, something that startled Garcia and Reid but didn't faze Morgan much. Then there was an abrupt lurk and the lights shut off completely for a few seconds before coming back on, but it was clear that the elevator was no longer moving.

"What the hell..." Morgan looked at the ceiling with knit brows.

Hour 1:

"I believe that the elevator has stopped." Reid said, glancing around the elevator.

"No, no nononono." Morgan said with wide eyes, starting to mash the elevator buttons rapidly.

"Stop it!" Reid shrieked, swatting at Morgan's hand.

"Stop what? This?" Morgan asked, mashing one button harder.

"Yes, that!" The other agent squawked, swatting his hand again. "Must I tell you again about-"

"Yeah, Reid, I remember. Elevator, blablabla, injury, blablabla, death, blablabla! Whatever." He continued to mash the buttons and Reid slapped at his hands in an attempt to stop them.

"STOP IT!"

"Both of you stop it!" Garcia got between the two and pushed them apart to seperate sides of the elevator. "Everyone is gone for the day, they will rescue us when they get back."

"What about our phones? We could call-" Morgan picked up his phone and grimanced. "Dead. Damn it."

"Same here." Garcia nodded, checking her own phone. Reid nodded meekly as he checked his, confirming it was dead to.

"I was going to charge it... when I got home." Reid blushed and Garcia nodded.

"Same here."

"So we are just stuck here?" Morgan groaned, tipping his head back.

"Yes, and since work starts late tomorrow, we will be in here for at least twelve hours." Reid said, looking up at the ceiling as he was calulating something.

"Awh, this sucks." Morgan slid down the wall and sat on the floor.

"Do we have any food?" Reid asked, digging through his Go bag. "We will get hungry. I think I have few granola bars in here."

"Don't look at me." Derek shrugged, then the two looked at Garcia and her big purse.

"Oh sure, look at the chubby girl and her big purse, nice, fellas." Garcia crossed her arms and pouted slightly.

"Do you have any?"

"Of course I do." She smirked, reaching into her purse and digging out some wrapped up brownies, two candy bars, some fiber bars, and an apple.

"Well it's not much, but it's something." Morgan sighed, rubbing a hand over his face.

"What will we do if one of us has to... go?" Garcia asked but a light blush was spread over her cheeks.

"Do either of you have a bottle?" Morgan asked, straitening up from his hunched over position and the other two nodded and pulled out almost empty bottles. "There we go!"

"Ewww..." Gracia scrunched up her nose and Spencer grimaced.

"If you have any better ideas..." Morgan gave them a shrug and they nodded in silent agreement.

"So... what are we supposed to do for so long?" Garcia asked, tilting her head with a sigh that screamed of boredom.

"I don't know, talk?" Morgan shrugged again.

"Surely between the three of us we can think of something to do." Reid said, sitting down on the elevator floor.

Then the silence started, it was an awkward 'we are going to be stuck in here for twelve hours with nothing to do' silence that soaked into everyones beings and made them uncomfortable. Garcia eventually sat on the floor as well. Morgan ended up staring at his shoes, stuck in a ring of boredom with in his own mind that seared his brain. The silence seems to drag on forever, though in reality it was only twenty or so minutes. Reid seemed busy with something in his bag. Eventually Morgan was snapped out of his brain trap when he felt a small, pionty object strike his forehead.

"GOAL!" He heard Reid shout and he snapped his head up to find Spencer smiling at him with a small pile of paper footballs next to him. He had one at the ready, prepared fully to hit Morgan with another of the small paper triangles.

"Where did you even learn to make those things?" Morgan groaned, rubbing the spot on his forehead where he was struck.

"College." Spencer replied simply before launching another one at Morgan, that struck the older agent in the chest and fell into his shirt.

"Reid!" Morgan almost scolded Spencer, his vioce raising half an octave as he dug around in his shirt for the offending pionty object that had found itself launched into his shirt.

"Opps?" Reid tilted his head in an act of mock innocence, making Garcia laugh.

"Do it again!" Garcia giggled, waving at Spencer to continue his actions.

"Don't incourage him- Youch!" Derek flinched as he rubbed his face where the latest of the paper football attacks were. "Stop that!"

"You wanted something to do, I simply wanted to elevate my boredom." Reid shrugged, flicking another projectile at him, but Morgan's reflexes kicked in and he swatted the thing away before it hit him.

"Well cut it out!" Derek glowered at Reid and he nodded quickly.

"Fiesty. We've haven't even been in here long and we're already bickering." Garcia rolled her eyes. "This isn't going to end well. Who are we going to eat first?"

"I vote Morgan." Reid raised his hand and Morgan gawked at him.

"Me? Why me?"

"Because, even though it's unlikely that it will be nessary, if we have to eat one of us to survive, you would provide much more lean muscle then me or Garcia." Spencer said, as if that made any real sense.

"Thanks, pal." Morgan muttered sarcasticly and Spencer shrugged.

"You're both rediculious." GArcia laughed, shaking her head.

"Thats a possibility." Spencer nodded.

"So what are we going to do, just sleep or something?" She asked, blowing a stray hair back into place.

"Well one of us should stay awake incase help comes." Derek sighed, rubbing his shoulder loosely.

"He has a piont." Spencer nodded in response.

"Okay, so one person awake at all times." Garcia stated and the others nodded before silence fell on the group again. THe silence dragged on for a while before it was broken by a loud groan from none other then the normally bubbly tech analist.

"We have to do SOMETHING!"

"Like what, Baby Girl?"

"Like... like Truth or Dare!" She grinned, an almost evil undertone flashed in her eyes like she had a wicked plot brewing in her big brian.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

ANDDDD it's here! The first chapter of the elevator story. Hopefully the people who read my De-aged Spencer fic will remember I said I was going to write this. *crosses fingers*

And yes, Truth or dare! how much will I humilate them? Only a little, promise.

Review, my doves! :D