Disclaimer: I don't own anything, but that doesn't stop from having fun with these characters.
A/N: This is how it usually goes. I write a one-shot, then plot bunnies start falling in my lap. Here's what happened after Reid and Emily headed over to Emily's place.
Chapter 2: Mick
It's amazing how so much can change in a short period of time, Emily thought. An hour ago she was thinking about going home alone. An hour ago, her choices were going out, going home alone or calling Mick Rawson. An hour ago she thought her best option for not being alone was either Mick or a cat.
Until Reid kissed her. She could still taste him on her lips. What surprised her was how much she enjoyed that taste. It was right up there with good coffee and chocolate. She was still a little surprised to discover she was shivering with anticipation over what was going to happen next. With one kiss (okay two…possibly four) her whole perception of Spencer Reid had changed.
Then, she arrived at her Brownstone, and found Mick Rawson waiting there.
"What the hell?" she said.
"It lovely to see you too," he said with a smile. Actually, it was more like a smirk.
"What are you doing here?"
"I figured since you were back from Alaska, you might want to celebrate your triumphant return."
"How did you know I was back? And how did you know where I was?"
"We both work for the same place, do you really think it's that hard to find out where you are?"
"Who was it? JJ or Garcia?"
"Does it matter? We all know how this is going to end. You can hurl as many insults as you like, we both know you're attracted to me. Why pretend otherwise?"
"Does this routine actually work with women? Seriously?"
"You can say what you like, but did you really want to be alone right now?"
"I have plans. It's nice that you thought of me, but next time call and talk to me first."
"I thought this was more romantic."
"Why? Because you chose to just show up, and I'm supposed to be touched that you chose me to spend with?"
At that moment, Spence Reid pulled up. Emily knew this was not going to go well.
Reid walked up, and seemed just a bit confused.
"Hi Emily, Agent Rawson."
"Him?" Dawson said. "Your kidding, right? You were going to blow me off for him?"
"I'm sorry, Emily, did I misunderstand? I thought we said tonight."
"We did. Agent Rawson was just leaving."
"You're seriously choosing him over me? Really?"
"He was invited. You were not. See the difference?"
"You know Emily," Reid began," this is actually a good point to consider regarding our earlier discussion."
Emily looked at Reid, a little surprised. What was he getting at? "What do you mean?"
"Well, we were discussing criteria females respond to from men. Many women respond to confidence."
"You call this confidence?" Emily asked.
"Sure. He's confident all he has to do is show up."
"What about you, mate? What have you done to be here?"
"Well, I first I started to posit a few … perspectives for Emily to consider about a research project we're working on."
"Oh, so this isn't actually a date?"
"That's interesting Dr. Reid," Emily said. "He relaxed a bit, now that he doesn't think this is a date. It's almost as if he viewed you as competition."
"Him? Don't be ridiculous."
Emily was expecting some outward sign of anger from Reid, but she didn't see any.
"I also brought food." He held up the bag he was holding. "I have lamb curry, stir fry, and a burgers with spicy longbranch fries. I also have double-chocolate pecan pie from Derby's."
"Derby's pie?" Emily's eyes were positively glowing. Derby's was a place the team would go to get a bite to eat. Their pies were excellent. Especially the double-chocolate pecan pie.
"So, you're going with bribery?"Mick said.
"I would categorize it as thoughtfulness towards the host. Or maybe suggesting it's her choice, not mine."
"Well, Mick, has much fun as this is, Dr. Reid and I have work to do on our …research project. You and I can talk later. Come on Dr. Reid, the food is getting cold, and I'm starved."
The two of them left Mick Rawson standing on the sidewalk, a little bewildered. "You've got to be kidding me," was all he said.
A/N: Derby's is a complete figment of my imagination. There will be at least one more chapter. Possibly more if I get enough encouragement. That's what attracts the plot bunnies.