Spencer sat in the Bullpen, spacing out at his desk. He'd sat silently for the last five minutes, and while this in itself wasn't abnormal, he had already finished his work and hadn't left yet.

He looked down at his desk finally and noticed the picture he always kept in his drawer sitting on the surface. It seemed to be crying out to him. He held the picture in his hands and examined the face of Audilynn Adley, who smiled sweetly at the camera.

It had been two days since he'd seen her.

And he regretted not telling her his name. Telling her that it was him, who she knew so well.

He sighed and pulled his bag onto his lap. He'd seen her again, yes, but it was Agent Dr. Spencer Reid that she met, not Spencer Reid, her childhood friend.

Taking the picture, and glancing at it one more time, he gently pushed it into a pocket of his bag. He lifted the strap over his head and exited the bullpen silently.

No one asked him questions. Half because they knew he was upset and didn't want to bother him and half because they were all so drowned in work that they themselves didn't even notice he'd walked out.

Spencer half dragged himself to his archaic car, unlocking it and sliding into the drivers seat.

The ride home was a drag for him. He just wanted to sleep. He didn't want alcohol or coffee. He didn't want food or anything remotely sweet. He wanted the sweet release of sleep.

He'd noticed a few things on the way into the apartment complex that he resided in; a new car in the parking lot, the lights on in the lobby, which normally turned off and let the back-up lights illuminate the place for energy saving purposes.

He silently opened the door and stepped in, walking immediately to the mailbox, waving hello to the apartment specialist, and walking up to his apartment.

Spencer threw the mail on the counter and let it lay their, sloppily.

He'd been in his apartment all of five minutes before a knock echoed out into his lonely apartment. He looked back at the door, a confused expression plaguing his face. He walked toward the door, and opened it, making sure his hand was at a good position in relation to his gun, in case anything were to go wrong.

And it was her.

Audilynn.

She stood in front of him, wearing a change of her own clothes, holding her purse on her arm, and looking at the ground.

Spencer was in shock. He was curious, he was excited, he was happy. He was in euphoria. All in that one moment.

She looked up at the sound of the door, and upon seeing him, looked confused. "Agent?" She looked confusedly down at the paper in her hands. "I'm sorry. I think I have the wrong apartment." She chuckled nervously. "I'm looking for a Dr. Spencer Reid." She looked up at Spencer, not realizing that she had the right apartment and that he was who she was looking for.

He stared at her for a moment. "Dr. Spencer Reid?" He asked breathessly, raising an eyebrow. His heart beat quickened.

Audilynn nodded, looking down at the paper. "Oh man. I knew this would be harder than I thought." She said to herself staring at the paper. "Do you think he might have lived here before you did?"

Spencer smiled for the first time that day, staring at her. His heart thumped hard in his chest, threatening his cover.

"What?" She asked.

He looked down and shook his head. "Nothing. Would you like to come in? Maybe we can figure this out inside." He moved to the side, motioning for her to come in.

She nodded and smiled. "Thank you." She stepped inside and stood awkwardly waiting for him to direct her to a seat.

"Make yourself at home." He said, walking to the couch and plopping down. Audilynn followed, facing him from her seat on the couch.

"So, do you know him?" Audilynn asked, persistently.

"We met a couple times." He said. Couple hundred times. Every time I look in the mirror. He thought.

"Where do you think he is?" She asked, confusion and fear slightly plaguing her.

"I'm not sure," He said, with a small sarcastic tone. "You're really persistent, you know."

Audilynn smiled. "I just haven't seen him in a long time. We were really close growing up."

Spencer nodded. "I see."

Audilynn nodded, saying nothing, and letting the silence follow. Spencer didn't feel awkward, but Audilynn felt odd. "I, uh, don't think I ever caught your name." She chuckled awkwardly.

"Oh really?" He asked, a full-blown smile radiating from his lips now. His heart beating so fast he felt like he would throw up. "Well, it's nice to meet you then, Audilynn Adley," He leaned forward, one leg under him, one planting himself firmly on the ground, his hand extended toward her to shake her hand. "My name is Spencer Reid."

She had started to hold her hand out, her eyes looking down at his. She stopped before their hands met. She let her eyes wander up to his. "What?" Tears started to gather in her eyes, her voice in an incredibly serious tone. "You're joking."

He smiled and pulled out his wallet. "Need proof?" He asked, holding out his FBI badge and license to her.

Her hand went to her mouth, and one tear slid down her cheek. "Oh my," She said looking at the name on the badge and ID.

And without warning, Audilynn shifted closer and flung herself on him to engulf him in a hug.

"I missed you, Audilynn." He said into her shoulder and her hair. He had his friend back. Even though she would undoubtedly kick his ass for not telling her the night of her rescue.

"I missed you too, Spencer." Audilynn mumbled through tears and a cracked voice.