My intention is to update once or twice a week – hence why the chapters are shorter than I'd like. But with a full time job, classes and guests coming over for Christmas, I have to say I'll do the best I can and I hope you don't get bored in the process.

I do not own Criminal Minds (I wish) and no copyright infringement is intended.

Chapter 2 – Walking Home

It was a fine September night and it had been a pleasant day. Spencer felt safer at college these days, now that he was about the same age as everyone else and being in good terms with the professors wasn't such a bad thing. He still had problems with certain groups, but he was pretty effective at avoiding risky situations.

If it wasn't for those guys outside the library earlier, I would have missed the chance to walk Luna home. They had been walking silently for a few minutes now, Spencer following Luna almost one step behind, one hand grabbing the strip of his messenger bag, deep in thought.

"What's in your mind?" Luna asked innocently, to which Spencer smirked internally because she didn't know what she was asking – how his brain worked.

"A surprising amount of things at any given time. But right now? I was thinking what it must be like for normal people to be starting college."

"Normal people?"

"Well, yeah... People like you."

She stopped for a second, her big dark eyes looking up at him, considering his words and the comment he had made earlier about having a doctorate. "I'm not sure I know what you mean by normal people like me." She drew quotation marks in the air as she pronounced the last words.

"I mean age-appropriate people that get to experience everything college has to offer, and not just in an academic sense... I didn't mean to offend you..." His voice trailed off becoming a murmur.

Her eyes skimmed his figured, paying attention to any signals that could give away his real age, because she was confused by his words. "Reid, how old are you?" He couldn't be much older than her.

"Oh, I'm 20 now but I think this might be my last year in college. I..." he hesitated for a moment, dragging the pronoun. "Well, you will find out sooner or later, so I may as well tell you now. I graduated high school at 12" Reid registered the shock on her face. I think that will be enough of me for today.

"What? Are you kidding me? How is that even possible?" She wanted to question him so badly, but she could see the growing discomfort taking over him. "You know what? Never mind. You're 20 now and you're here. It's..." she checked her cell phone "... 12.20 on a Friday night, and you've kept me working way past my time. So, what do you say we go have some fun? You owe me." She smiled.

"Erm... Uhm... I feel kind of tired..." He desperately wanted to spend more time with this beautiful creature, but he could sense he was walking into a trap. Girls didn't usually want to have fun with him. Not girs his age, anyway...

"Oh, ok... Well, it was only an idea."

They strolled for a few more minutes in awkward silence, Luna casting hidden glances at Reid. Reid staring at his shoes most of the time. He pulled a loose strand of hair behind his ear and watched her when she wasn't looking.

Luna was considerably shorter than him; but then, he was reasonably tall. He estimated she was about 1.65 metres. Slim, but with an athletic build. She was wearing black bell bottoms, of all things. He liked that. He preferred them to the skinny jeans most girls were wearing these days. She had flats on, and a short-sleeved green shirt that hugged her torso. Not a flashy green, more like grass green – a colour that really suited her sun-kissed skin. The undone button of her shirt just about hinted at her round breasts. He blushed at the thought. She kept shifting her bag from one shoulder to the other, and he mentally kicked himself for being so self-absorbed and not offering to carry it for her.

She was slowing down her pace, rumagging in her bag as they approached a three story, red brick building with white window frames. It was a quiet area with a park across the building, he noted.

"This is me. Thank you for walking me home."

"Your welcome. It's the least I could do."

"Yeah... well, I guess I'll see you around."

"OK."

She turned and went up the few steps leading to the main door, then looked back and saw that he had turned on his steps and was calmly walking away, one hand in his pocket, the other grabbing the strip of his bag. His shirt was still untucked.

She looked at her watch. It was 12.40.

"Hey, Reid" she shouted and he paused to look at her, confused.

"Yeah?"

"I'm thinking, it is Friday night after all. The last one before the first semester officially starts..."

"Yes?"

"Well, I'm wondering if maybe you would like to come up?" She held her breath after that. He was a few steps away, standing in the darkness, and she couldn't quite make out his features to judge his reaction. He was just there, unmoving and saying nothing. She hoped she hadn't scared him off by inviting him to hers in the middle of the night. "You were at the library the whole time, so I know you haven't eaten anything in hours. I don't have much in the fridge right now, I've been meaning to go shopping for a while... But I do have popcorn, ice-cream and Bela Lugosi. So, what do you think?"

Luna was looking at him expectantly. She had been nice to him the whole time and he had seen her at the library plenty of other days. She was always polite and amiable. She seemed to get on easily with everyone, and he had never seen that all familiar glint of mockery in her eyes when she interacted with him. The walk had been pleasant, despite his awkwardness and bad timing, but he felt strangely comfortable with her.

"Bela Lugosi?"

"Yup." She was winning him over, she could tell.

"And ice-cream?"

"Uh huh"

"I suppose I could stay for a while. If you don't mind, that is. Considering the time, you might prefer not to have company..."

"Great, come up!" she looked genuinly happy about his decision and ignored his last sentence. "It's a renovated town house and I live on the top floor. I can afford it because it's small and because my landlady is awesome and I remind her of her granddaughter, so she charges me pretty decent rent. Mrs Robinson, she lives on the first floor, lovely woman. She insists on feeding me as much as she can, hence the lack of food in my apartment, and all she wants in return is a bit of company now and then. I've never met my second floor neighbours because they're still away, but I think the guys renting the place are moving in soon."

She rambled on in whispers as they marched up the narrow stairs to avoid disturbing Mrs Robinson. Reid followed her and he couldn't help staring at her heart-shaped buttocks, her hips sensually swinging, ever so slightly, as she climbed the stairs to the third floor. He felt utterly disrespectfull, but he couldn't help himself. I mean, it is 'right there', how can I not look?

Luna opened the door and walked in, leaving her shoes by the entrance.

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