On the plane ride back to Quantico, you and Derek tried to convince Spencer to go. You had asked Derek and he had taken no convincing. Spencer though you knew was going to take a little bit of persuasion. "Spence..please." you stuck out you lower lip and pouted, widening your eyes into a puppy eyed loom. Spencer shook his head no. You sighed and crossed your arms over your chest. You weren't going to give it up that easily. Derek let out a laugh and poked you in the arm. You giggled and smiled at him. Leaning toward him, you put your lips near his ear. "Derek you need to help me. Please. You know I never ask for anything." Derek nodded his head to let you know he understood.
You stood up smiled at the boys and walked over to where JJ was sitting. You struck up a conversation with her, intently watching Derek and Spencer. You could see Derek's face but not Spencer. You saw Derek ask Spencer why didn't want to go. Spencer shrugged his shoulders. You could probably guess his response. It went along the lines of I don't go out. Derek then looked at you, winked and then looked at Spencer. "Allison would love for you to go. I think she has a crush on you." He said, loud enough for everybody to hear. You couldn't believe Derek. You felt your face grow hot; you looked down at the plane floor. You heard Spencer cough. "What?" He asked. You looked up at his voice. He turned to look at you, his face just as red as yours. "Yeah didn't she tell you, she has a thing for nerds."

You stared at Derek, mouth wide open. What was he doing? You might have a teeny tiny crush on Spencer and you did have a thing for nerds, but Derek had no right to tell Spencer without your permission. You stood up and walked into the other room. Walking to the sink, you turned on the water. Splashing water on to your cheeks, you sighed. You were going to die from embarrassment when you had to talk to Spencer next. You turned toward the curtain, as it moved and Spencer walked in. Your stomach dropped, butterflies erupted. You felt your face grow even hotter. You probably could fry an egg on your face. Spencer shuffled his face and looked to the floor. "About that Spence…I am so..." Spencer held up his hand to interrupt you. He blushed before stammering out "Is it true?" You nodded your head yes. Spencer gave you a little smile. "I'll go out."
The plane landed without further incident. You had punched Derek in the arm though. You couldn't believe he would do that to you, even if Spencer was going out with you guys. You felt like dancing around and clapping. It was a Thursday; you guys had been on the case for the last four days. Everyone had agreed to go come, get some sleep and go out at 8 pm. Living in Stafford, you knew where the best places were to go. You got home, and went straight to bed. Waking up the next morning, you stretched and felt your mouth break out into a smile. You were pretty excited for this evening. You hopped into the shower, making sure to wash your arm, where Karl had cut you. It wasn't too bad, but you didn't want it to get infected. You got out of the shower, threw on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. There was no point in getting dressed as you planned on staying at home until you went out.

You sat down at your computer and checked your email. You quickly went through, deleting some, answering others. You pulled up your music and played a song. Your house filled with the sounds of country music. You started singing along, as you got out of your chair and danced along to the music. Your phone went off; you grabbed the phone off the table. Clicking your messages, you see its Derek. You opened it.

Derek: Nice Dance moves

You gaped as you looked out your front window. Derek was standing there laughing, waving a hand at you. You walked to the door and opened. "What the hell Derek?" Derek grinned and brushed past you, carrying a bag. He plopped down on the couch and patted the seat next to him. "I brought food." Your stomach rumbled at the as you made your way to him and sat down. You grabbed a donut out of the bag and bit into it. "What are you doing here?" You asked. Derek was known to stop by out of the blue, but not usually this early in the day. "I had to stop by the office and fill out some paper work, and I'd thought I'd stop by and see how my little love bird is doing." He pinched your cheek as you blushed.

You decided to completely ignore that comment and instead asked. "You realize it's your day off. Right? We don't get these very often and you went into the office." Derek nodded his head. "Your brother made me. He isn't taking the day." Hotch had only ever take one day off as far as you could remember, and that was for your nephew Jacks birthday. Hotch was dedicated to the job. That was why he had gotten a divorce. Haley, your former sister-in-law, had decided that playing second fiddle to her husband wasn't something she signed up for. It made you sad to see them part because she made Hotch smile. Hotch was the most serious grim faced person you had ever known but Haley had been able to grace his face with a smile. You didn't want any of your relationships to be like theirs. That's why you rarely ever dated. In the last five year, you had only 3 dates. None of them lasting for more than a couple dates. When guys found out you were in the academy and then headed to be an FBI agent, most of them didn't call back or they got tired of you always being at work.

What you really needed was someone who understood why you were always busy. You were trying to catch the bad guys. You needed someone like Spencer or Derek. They both understood this job took a lot from you. "Are you bringing any lucky girl tonight? You asked Derek. Derek grinned, flashing his teeth. "Of course not little lady. I got you." he drawled. You laughed and shook your head. Derek always made comments like that to you. You guys flirted but that's the farthest it went. Derek was like an older brother. He was also your best friend. You didn't want to ruin that by developing feelings for him. Besides, Derek wasn't your type. "You just think your hot stuff. Don't you?" Derek waved his hands done his body. "Allison, are you blind. Look at me." You smirked and looked at him. "I might go blind by looking at you." You stuck your tongue out at him. He gaped at your before pinning you to the couch and tickling you. "Derek…stop." You shrieked in between your laughs. He stopped tickling you and let you up. He glanced down at his watch. "I better get going. I'll see you tonight okay?" You nodded your head and stood up. You wrapped your arms around Derek's waist and hugged him tightly. "Love you Derek." You mumbled against his chest. He put his arms around you and hugged you back. Placing a kiss on the top of your head before letting you go. "I love you too." He smiled and walked out of your house.

You grinned and sat back down to see what was on TV. Flipping through the channels, you stopped when you came upon Supernatural. You definitely had a crush on Sam Winchester. He was just so damn adorable with those big puppy dog eyes, that brown hair that fell in his face. You watched Supernatural for a couple of hours to pass the time. You stood up and stretched, putting your arms above your head and arching your back. You let out a sigh at how good it felt. You glanced at the clock on the wall. 5 o'clock, you had a few hours before you had to get ready. You went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Not seeing anything that caught your attention, you closed the door and made your way to the cupboards, nothing in there either. You went back to the fridge and pulled out ingredients to make a sandwich. You ate your sandwich as you walked to your room.
You opened your closet and started rifling through things. You didn't know what you want to wear. Your gaze finally landed on a blue dress. You pulled it out of the closet and held it up to look at it. It was a cobalt color; you had bought it a few months ago for a date you never went on. It was one shoulder and came a few inches about your knees. It pulled in at the waist and fell in slight ruffles from there. You smiled and laid it on the bed. You dug through your dresser and found your strapless bra and laid it next to the dress. You dug around in the closet for a pair of shoes. You settled for black stilettos.

You went into the bathroom and turned on your curling iron. While waiting for it to heat up, you brushed your hair. You had dyed it a few months ago to a strawberry blonde color. You were naturally a brunette though. You started curling your hair in loose waves, letting it fall gently down your back. Once that was completely, you carefully applied your makeup. You smiled at yourself in the mirror. Your green eyes stared back at you, appearing bright and big, thanks to the makeup. You went back out into the bedroom, you put on the strapless bra, before carefully pulling on the dress, trying hard not to mess your hair or make up. You sat down on the bed and slipped on the heels.
You heard your phone go off in the next room, standing up you walked into the living room. Picking up your phone, you saw it was Spencer.

Spence: Hey Ally. This is Spencer. Not sure if I have the right number.

You laughed before replying.

You: Yep you do. What's up?
Spence: Derek wants to know if you want to meet us or do you want us to come get you.
You: Come get me please.
Spence: Okay. See you in about a half hour.

You grinned as you placed the phone back on the table. You went back into the bedroom to find a purse. You settled for a black clutch that was big enough to hold your phone, id and some cash. Walking back out into the living room, you sat down on the couch. You wondered if you were going to be able to convince Spencer to dance with you. You highly doubted it. Spencer did not seem the type to want to dance.