Hey Guys! Sorry I haven't updated in FOREVER! I've been having semester projects and finals and UGH! School is super annoying. Hopefully two chapters in one night begins to make up for my absence! Reid, review, and ENJOY!
"Hey, whats going on with JJ and the G-man?" the spunky tech analyst asked her chocolate adonis.
"What do you mean?"
"Haven't you noticed something different about them?" she asked with an exasperated expression.
"We aren't supposed to profile our teammates, baby girl."
"Ok, but Derek, I'm not even a profiler, and I can see something going on. Ever since Reid came back from, you know, his break, two months ago."
"Well she did stay with him when he was coming up from that, they probably got closer in that time, and thats what your seeing."
"It's something more than that, Morgan! I'm worried! What if there's something wrong... what if he's still..."
"I know what you're thinking, its not it baby girl. And even if it was, JJ would tell us if she knew something about it," Morgan said turning to face her a little more so that there was a better chance of her getting the message through her stubborn mind.
"But what if she is just thinking the same thing we are? What if she notices him acting funny too?" she said, letting out a sigh of concern for her friend. "What if she notices, and is afraid to say anything in case it might be true? What if thats the reason they've been acting so weird around each other?!"
"Baby girl, how about I talk to him about it? I'll be able to see if he's hiding something the minute I say something. It's probably nothing."
"Okay," she said, half pouting as she picked up her newly poured cup of "coffee," or what seemed to pass for it in this place, and turned to head back to her lair.
"Hey, man. We gotta talk," Morgan said as he leaned up against the younger profiler's desk.
"What?" Reid responded hardly looking up from his files only long enough to acknowledge his presence.
Maybe Garcia was right. Maybe something was going on with him. Why else would he be acting this squirrely.
"Garcia's worried that there's something going on that you're not telling us. Is there something you want to tell me?" he said looking intently at Spencer, trying to read his reaction.
"Nope, I'm fine. Thanks," he responded quickly and without making eye contact.
Yep. Something was up.
"Okay, well, if there is ever anything, you know where to find me," he said getting up from the desk.
"Yup. Thanks."
Then, without stopping at his desk, he walked out of the bullpen, straight to Penelope's office.
"You're right. Theres something up with him. He kept fidgeting with his files and wouldn't make eye contact."
She looked up at him, taking in the disappointing news that their friend may be having troubles again.
"Okay, well then, fearing that might happen, I have a plan," she said as she started typing away at her keyboard. "I'm pulling up all of his recent purchases or anywhere he had to give ID."
"Wait, what? Baby girl, you know this is against FBI policy. Not to mention an invasion of privacy."
"Since when has that stopped you from getting the information you so richly desire?" she half mumbled without looking away from her screen.
Morgan couldn't help but flash his famous toothy smile. "Good point. So what'ya got?" he said leaning over the desk.
"Looks like our Junior G-Man has been busy. Multiple bars in the past few weeks, where he seemed to have been drinking quite a bit. Over $500 dollars on alcoholic beverages alone in the past month. He has also been frequenting some 3 and 4 star restaurants. It says here that he even made reservations for an Italian restaurant downtown for tonight."
The two agents looked at the screen trying to piece together exactly what their friend was up to.
"Okay, so, lets look at this as if we were profiling an unsub, and this is all we have to go on. What do we think he's doing?" he said more to himself than anyone else. "Well, the amount of time and money spent at bars suggests maybe he is going to meet girls, buying them drinks, the normal. Restaurants... he meets a girl at the bar and they make a date for later in the week. Seems simple enough, only, it doesn't sound like our baby boy, Reid."
"Well, why don't we just go and find out for ourselves? I've got the address right here," Garcia said with a mischievous smile plastered across her face.
Somehow this investigation of their friends shady behavior has turned into a stalking mission to see the young profiler's new lady love.
"There he is!" Garcia shouted from the passenger seat of the SUV, pointing at the tall, gangly man, walking up to the hostess stand across the street from their parked car.
"He's alone," Morgan speculated.
"Oh, no he's not," she said wryly. "Look! He's meeting someone at the table."
They watched as their friend walked over to a table occupied by a lone, blonde haired woman. When she saw him walking towards her, she stood up to greet him with a hug and kiss. When he pulled away, a smile that neither of them recognized as something that could belong to Reid, spread from ear to ear across his face.
"Not bad, pretty boy, not bad!"
"Oh, hush, and watch. I can't tell who it is, her back is faced towards us."
They waited in silence, trying to figure out what exactly was happening. Then, when Garcia, who wasn't used to surveillance, was about to explode out of boredom, the woman began to stand up, followed by Spencer. They interlocked their fingers, walking over to the entrance doors. They still couldn't make out a face since the window ended as they walked around the wall separating the eating area from the entrance area. Finally, Spence walked halfway through the entrance, pausing to hold the door for her. She folded into his arms, wrapping her arm around his neck, kissing him as they walked into the cold, winter air. He grabbed her waist firmly, and smiled against her lips. He stopped to whisper something to her that they couldn't make out. When they broke apart to walk to their cars, still hand in hand, they could see her face.
It was JJ.