Sorry for the long wait but last weekend was a long weekend and the week before that I had midterms so I had to put off typing this up in order to do well, which I did... at least in most of my exams( I am not going to be a physisist so it is all good anyways.)

I would just like to thank all of you who have added my story to your alerts or favorites list. It makes me happy that so many people like this story even though it is just in the first few chapters. A special thanks to my two reviewers, angel19872006 and boredxbeyondxbelief ( I hope that my story will quell your boredom if just a little bit :) ).

Anyways, enough of my tedious ranting. Enjoy the story.


Chapter 2

Spencer woke to the smell of freshly brewed coffee and the never ending buzzing of his phone on the coffee table next to him. He was momentarily confused as to why he was asleep on the couch and why there was coffee already made but then he remembered that he had a visitor. He sat up quickly, maybe a little too quickly because he got a massive head rush, and looked around him.

"I smell coffee," he stated obviously, he was one of those people who wasn completely dumb until he had a cup of coffee.

"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to wake ya. I made coffee, do you want some?" Adrianna asked softly.

"Yes please, three sugars," he said as he rubbed his eyes.

"I know," she said as she brought his coffee to him. "I don't think I'd ever forget that order."

Her hair was still wet from her morning shower. She hadn't blown it dry to keep quiet but with hair like hers, she didn't need to worry too much. I would curl on it's on and still manage to look half decent even if she just let it be.

She playfully waved his mug under his nose to wake him up from his musings. He looked up at her, blinking a few times. It seemed to take him a bit longer than normal to return to this world when he just woke up.

"Thank-you" he said as he grabbed the mug.

He took a sip and slowly felt himself waking up. He was not a morning person. He felt like a bad host or something not asking about her night but he just couldn't do it. He was sure she would understand.

"Sleeping on the couch did not do you any justice," she commented as she sat down cross legged next to him.

He figured she had to be wearing one of those stretchy jean things because he doubted that any jeans that tight would let her moce her legs without some good amount of spandex and other stretchy materials in the jean fibers. Her shirt looked so comfortable soft that he almost let himself reach out and touch it. It was a loose type shirt that hung off one of her shoulder exposing a bit of her smooth sun kissed skin. On it was the Chinese symbol of 'beautiful' on it. Well the shirt got that right….

'What the hell Spence! Stop checking her out! That is way too creepy. wake up and start using your brain!"he thought running a hand through his hair.

" I had a bad dream, " he replied with a shrug bring his eyes to his coffee.

"Awn muffin! She cooed as she placed her mug on the table and leaned forward to pull him into a comforting hug. "You wanna talk 'bout it?" she asked looking at him from close up.

He found it hard to forget about how she felt when she hugged him. He had been right about the shirt being soft; it was, remarkably soft. He jst couldn't understand why he was thinking like such a creepy pervert right now.

"No it is fine, just remembering a bad case," he replie, chugging back some of his sickeningly sweet coffee.

" Well OK then but just so you know this whole total confidence talking thing applies to you too. I am here for you doll and you can always talk to me about anything," she said pulling him into another hug.

'Oh dear lord,' he thought trying to forget that she was nearly completely pressed up against him.

What saved him was his phone buzzing again. They both looked down at it and it was obviously annoying the girl in front of him. She pulled away and scowled at the phone.

" YOu gonna answer those texts and calls? They have been going steady since nine this morning. Someone must really want to talk to you," Adrianna remarked.

Spencer sighed and reached for his phone. He flipped it open and groaned. He had twelve missed phone calls and twenty text messages; all from the team demanding to know what was up with him. Derek had left three voice messages. Spencer listened to them wanting to know how angry they all were before replying to the texts:

" Yo man! What do you mean you can't come tonight? You better have a damn good reason. Call me back ASAP."

"Common call me back! You're mom better be sick or something serious like that man. If I find out you are watching Star Trek or doing something equally nerdy you are so in trouble."

" She better be great. You have no other excuse for not getting back to us. Everyone is flipping, answer the texts or call me back by nine thirty otherwise I am coming over to make sure you are alive."

Spence deleted the messages as he heard them but the last one worried him.

"What time is it?" je asked Adrianna who was still managing to hug him loosely.

"Almost ten, why?" she replied looking up from his chest to his face; it was almost as if she needed a hug more than he did.

"Oh…crap!" he replied furiously trying to call Derek before he showed up.

To his dismay he was too late. He heard the clicking of his front door opening. In a matter of seconds his partners Derek Morgan and Emily Prentiss walked into the room, the look on their faces went from concerned to completely surprised.

"Wow man," Derek said totally astonished.

"H-h-hey guys, m-m-may I introduce you to Adrianna Farview. Adrianna this is Derek Morgan and Emily Prentiss, they work with me at the BAU," Spencer managed to get out despite the increasing panic in him.

"Is she why you bailed on us last night?" Emily asked as if she was just making sure that her suspicions were correct or not.

"yes but it's not what you think," Spencer said trying to stop that assumption in its tracks.

"You didn't tell me you had plans, I would've been fine on my own. You should have gone out with your partners," Adrianna said straightening herself and finally letting go of the trembling doctor.

Morgan and Prentiss looked at each other then at Spencer and then the southern girl sitting with him.

"She's cute and all but isn't she a bit young Reid?" Morgan asked.

Adrianna laughed while Spencer groaned. This was exactly what he didn't want to happen. He did not want his team members thinking that Adrianna was his girlfriend because one that was a complete lie, two it made him seem even weirder.

"It's not like that at all, m'am, sir. Spencer is not my boyfriend, he is just my mentor," Adrianna piped up as polite as possible.

"Mentor? What kind of mentor?"Agent Prentiss asked with raised eye brows.

"Well it's all part of this program to help genius or gifted children cope with life. I signed up for it and so did Doctor Reid so we were paired together because of our age similarity. See it is a fairly new program so there are mostly younger people in it so they try to pair them up with one of participant around their age and a counselor. Seeing as I signed up when I was fourteen and Doctor Reid when he was twenty-two, we were paired up because we were the oldest two well at least until I'm a legal adult in while case we will both be reassigned a pair of younger children to help," Adrianna explained.

"So it's sort of like having a Big Brother or Sister but for little Reids of the world?"Morgan asked.

"Yes," Reid and Farview replied in sync.

There was a long awkward silence where nobody spoke. The four people in the room just stared at each other. It hardly helped the situation that none of them dared to say anything. Two were embarrassed and two where just awkward to began with.

"So are you like a mini Spencer?" Prentiss asked.

'Hardly. I don't have an IQ of 187 and an eidetic memory. My IQ is only 157 and I have an echoic memory. I am also already four years behind Doctor Reid, school wise," Adrianna said modestly.

"You forgot a few things. You are less socially awkward and you are why better off then I will ever be," Spencer added with a slightly playful tone.

"Oh so you've had a boyfriend?" Morgan asked.

"Well, ummmmmmm,… yes, one," Adrianna admitted with a blush.

"Really?" asked Reid.

Adrianna nodded with a a smile.

"Well you are beating your mentor so far," Morgan laughed.

Spencer looked like he was going to debate that fact but Adrianna said softly, "I'm sorry but your one date with 'her' doesn't count."

Spencer nodded finally accepting that he was beaten in this field. He was considering asking his little friend for help in that department because she had always offered the help if he wanted it. Before he had been too embarrassed to ask but maybe his little sexualizing all non-coworker females thing was a big hint he needed to find an outlet for all of his sexual tension.

Again there was an awkward silence in the room.

"Well if you guys don't mind, I should probably go shower and change, "Spencer said standing up and rubbing his hands on his pants.

He made his way towards the bedroom with the bathroom attached to it. As he left he could hear the others talking about him.

"He looks like shit girl. What did you do to him to make him look like that?"Morgan asked.

"Well he slept on the couch and must've stayed up late or something. He looked worse before he had coffee though, trust me," Adrianna replied.

"He slept on the couch? Well isn't that sweet," Prentiss commented.

"Well of course he slept on the couch. The dude's got one bedroom and there is no way he'd ever let a woman sleep anywhere but on a bed if it can be helped. He's too much a gentleman for that," Morgan replied.

"A gentleman he is," Adrianna said in a strangely distant voice as if she was lost in thought.

Again the two agents looked at each other. This girl was either starsturck or in love with their Doctor Spencer Reid, that much was obvious. Either way they hoped that they would get to spend more time with her before she left Spencer's place.

Prentiss just had one question that was itching to be spoken. How did Spencer forget that she was coming? He would have told them all straight out that he couldn't go out with them if he had known that this girl was coming. It must have been a surprise or last minute thing then. The girl's accent meant that she was not local and Reid had said that she was well off but how well off had he truly meant? Easily he himself or his family as he was growing up but with Reid, no one knew. There was only one way to know for sure.

"Just a question dear, how did you get here? Surely if your parents had brought you, you would be staying in a hotel with them," she asked.

"Oh, I just took Gary's – my step-dad's- jet here. I think they are going to Figi for a bit soon anyways so they won't miss me much. Plus I needed to cash in my well earnt breaks, "the girl replied as if everyone's step-dad had a private jet.

Well that was easy, her family was obviously loaded. Maybe this kid would give Reid a makeover. God knows the doc needed it. And once their new southern friend here told him all the bricks with the ladies, little Reid could be quiet a ladies' man.

"Oh cool! Ya we get to fly everywhere on a jet too for work. Do you know what model your dad has?" Morgan asked trying to start a conversation.

"It's step-dad and no I don't, sorry. All's I know is that it can seat like ten people or maybe a few more if they wanted to sit on the two couches. It isn't really all that big but half the time there is only one or two people using it so it doesn't need to do any bigger really," she replied, bitter when she said the words 'step-dad'.

She didn't like this Gary much, that much was clear. She didn't even try to conceal the anger she felt towards him so something must have happened between them that the profilers could only guess about. Emily seemed to sense the girl's unease and how Derek yearned to asked her about it and decided it was time to leave. She grabbed Derek's arm and gave him a look.

"Well anyways, we should get going and leave you two to do whatever it is that you guys do. Sorry for barging in on you guys by the way, it's just we get worried about Spencer sometimes when he doesn't reply to our texts. Won't happen again, promise," Morgan said.

Adrianna smiled a smile that told them that she understood exactly and stood up. She hugged Elle goodbye like she normally did with most women she met on a non-formal basis, southern upbringing made a generally warn person. When it came to Derek she watched for some sort of body language to tell her what he was going to do. He went to hug her so she thought it only fair to hug him too.

"I'm sure I'll see you guys again before I leave, " she said as they made their way to the door.

They agreed and gave her a final wave before they made their way down the hall. Adrianna closed the door as calmly as possible before feeling her body go into panic mode.

He hugged her hard, squeezing her sides and pushing her sides and pushing her to his chest the first day he met him. He had said that it was just a family 'bear hug' but to the thirteen year old it was just an uncomfortable situation. Her father had never hugged her like that.

When she told he mom about her unease her mom had told her that Gar was just like that and not to worry. She had pulled the good old' I sacrificed everything for you so just be happy for me' card which left little Adrianna feeling guilty and guilt. Still her father had never hugged her like that, but he was gone. She decided to accept that Gary was just different than her father and she would accept his hugs, as strange as they were.

She accepted it until she started to, well, develop a bit more up there. Then it started to plain hurt. She had asked him to ease up a bit politely and quietly plenty of times but he always managed to look and sound hurt as he asked if she didn't want his love. She had always been guilted into saying that she was sorry and that his hugs were fine the way they were and take the hugs for a few more weeks.

Until she was fifteen she took it. By then she was pretty well endowed for her slight frame and young age. When it came to her good night hugs in her pjs it started getting one the side of creepy. It almost felt like he was trying to feel her up or something. Then she realized one day after a guy had felt her up for the first time that he was.

And worse yet, she was starting to notice that it seemed to arouse him. She wasn't the innocent little girl she used to be anymore. Heck she was ahead two grades so she had had to grow up a lot quicker than most. Did he think that she wouldn't notice?

She found herself in the kitchen holding a pair of scissors. She felt the familiar sticky wet, warm in her left hand that was forming a fist. She brought it up to her face and opened her hand as she stared at the long gash along the palm.

"Oh my god Adrianna! "came a panicked Reid's voice from far away.

She was hurtling toward the Earth at a hundred miles an hour and she braced herself for an impact that never came. How many times did she have to do that before she learnt that she would never hit the ground? No, she would end up back inside her body, where she should be.

"Adrianna! Are you OK?" Spencer asked from right in front of her.

She looked up at him with blank eyes. She had suddenly realized that she really didn't like blood. In fact, blood made her faint almost as quickly as needles did.

She felt herself drop the scissors and look up at Spencer from the gash. His hand felt so warm under her's as he rushed to find something sort of first aid kit.

"I think I cut myself. I don't really like blood," she said slurring every other word.

One last look at Spencer's worried face and then she was falling into his chest which quickly turned to darkness.

'It's true,

sticks and stones will break my bones but words will never hurt me.

Still actions speak louder than words,

so you must really hate me or something.'


Now review my pretties or the evil monkey I trained will come to your house and stare at you until you do. I be the is even there right now. Staring and pointing at you.

Be. Afraid. Very Afraid.

HA MADE YOU LOOK!

-sorry, one must find humor in the little things in life.-