"Well?" Miranda asked while holding up the bag of Chex Mix. "Can we watch it together?" This time Miranda said it slower like she was talking to a kindergardener.

Spencer stood at the doorway his room and looked as the medium tall brunette stood there with her shirt a tad bit tighter than most of her other shirts. And shorts, that when sitting in the right place, got just the right amount of attention. "Oh um..." He didn't want to be rude, but still, he didn't want his co worker to become anything but. "Yeah sure." He checked behind her to make sure that no one was watching.

"Wow, adjoining rooms. Who's on the other side?" Miranda sat on the bed that was obviously still made up.

"Derek. He wanted to come over earlier to look at the case files and the autopsy report." Spencer went and sat down on the other bed with a few papers scattered across the comforter.

"So?" Miranda asked while opening the bag and grabbing the cocktail napkins from the small table that was identical in Miranda's room.

"So..."

"So what happened? Why didn't you say yes to him?"

"Oh, I don't know. I just, well." Spencer took the small napkin that Miranda had handed him.

"Oh I know what it is! You knew I was going to come over! That's it!" Miranda said just before taking a pretzel and placing it on her tongue.

"Right, that's totally why..." Spencer rolled his eyes sarcastically and snickered.

Miranda stood up and planted her feet right at the foot of Reid's bed. She covered the television and made Spencer look at her. He wasn't protesting.

"Okay, you know how I feel about the rolling of the eyes." Miranda put her hand on her hip and looked spencer dead in the eye. She saw Spencer with his back up against the headboard,and sitting up right.

Miranda got on the bed and sat criss cross apple sauce facing Spencer. "Do you believe in second chances?" Miranda looked at him with her hazel eyes and big full lips.

"Of course. I mean sure why wouldn't I. I-I don't believe in anything more than or rather than less than that. Yet sometimes I fi-" He was captured by Miranda in a crawling position and her legs in between his. He pulled her from him self. "What are you doing?"

"Making you remember. Don't tell me you've been with me for 2 days now and you haven't once thought about our, encounters." She started again, Miranda wasn't going to stop until his hands were on her back and he was helping her balance while they passionately kissed. "I still want you Spencer. Tell me you want me." If she wanted an answer she may not get one because she had engulfed his mouth every time she asked him a question.

He could only moan as Miranda moved down his neck to lightly suck on his adams apple. "Mir- wait, no sto- please yes, yes, please."

"Mmhmm, that's what I wanted to hear. Say my name again." Miranda went back to sucking his adams apple.

"Oh god, yes" Spencer then decided that he wanted to hear his name. He pushed her back so that he was on top of her. "My turn." He started kissing her declitae, and a spot that he had found when they first started dating, right below her jaw bone.

"Spencer!", the sound made both of them sit up and she instantly felt like an idiot.

"Miranda, someone could have heard us." Spencer made sure the private locks were on both of the doors in his room.

Miranda grabbed Spencer by the tie he still had on with a casual dress shirt and then long cotton black pajama pants. "I. Don't. Care." he kissed him with every word. "Now I will be quiet, and you go back to making me want to scream.

"Then I know just what to do." Spencer picked Miranda up so that she had her arms around Spencer's neck and then her legs around his back. He got her to the wall and started kissing the top of her breasts. Miranda could feel his arousal pushing against her entrace. He asked her to pull her shirt down and she stood up against the wall. He moved down so he kissed her stomach. He would run his finger down one edge of her stomach while kissing the other side then alternating.

"Spencer, don't stop." Miranda had laced her fingers in his hair and pulled him back up to her face. She pushed him on the bed and yanked his shirt off. She trailed kisses down every inch of his body.

If you are what you say you are, a superstar, have no fear, the cameras here, and the microphones...

Miranda heard her phone going off. While making more kisses she managed a command, "Don't answer it."

If you are what you say you are, a superstar, have no fear, the cameras here, and the microphones...

Miranda woke up to find her alarm blaring Superstar. She saw it was 7:46 and that she needed to get up now. "What, the hell?" Miranda rubbed her forehead in frustration. She moved over to the small counter in her room with the coffee maker and made about 2 cups worth. Then she got her duffle bag and pulled out a pair of black pants and a dark purple v cut shirt. She hopped in the shower and used her Dove Body Sensations body wash. Once she got out it was 8:04 and she needed to be ready by 8:45. She pulled her clothes on and started to blow dry her hair. She got her curler and made large barelled curls then pulled her hair onto a pony tail. She traveled into her bathroom and applied her makeup.

She grabbed her room key and closed the room door behind her. How was she going to look at Spencer today? She still loved him. She still wanted to be with him. Was it odd? Was it wrong?

She saw Morgan coming down the hallway. Time not to be a complete ass.